Carter's Pov.
The bell rings. We have now had the new kids for a couple of weeks. They all seem to fit in fine. Now that the kids who know Latin, which is just as strange as the kids who can speak and write Ancient Greek fluently, and Annabeth arrived, all of them are happy. I mean all. Before, the Greek kids-as everyone began to call them used to stay to themselves and only had a few friends outside their group. It seems they are more open, and social. But, many people began to notice that only a certain eight only stayed together most of the time. Maybe a couple extra people here and there, but mostly just them. All of them tended to jump more than the others they hung out with. I need to study them more. I walked into my next class deep in thought.
Maria Pov.
I have kept an eye on Annabeth and Percy. They seem to be very close for a highschool couple. I swear that they can read each others thoughts just by looking the other in the eye. Today, eight students left abruptly, and in a hurry. Jason, a super hotty, Piper, Leo, Percy, Hazel, Frank, Annabeth, and Nico, a creepy goth kid, left the front door like it was life or death. No warning, no excuse, just left. Everyone else didn't notice anything, but I did.
Sally Blofis Pov.
The kids came home in the middle of the school day covered in dirt from head to toe, and exhausted. All of them had monster slime on their clothes and in their hair.
Paul Blofis Pov.
When I came home from work, I saw eight teenagers passed out in various locations all over the living room. Percy and Annabeth sprawled out on the couch, Nico and Hazel sitting side-by-side on the love seat, Leo, Piper, and Frank on the floor and Jason sitting up against the wall. I had to stifle a laugh. Hey, you come into your house and find a ton of teenagers dozing. I glanced toward the hallway, and saw Sally watching them with interest. I walked over to her, and I saw she had tears in her eyes. I walked behind her and wrapped my arms around her shoulders.
Sally Blofis Pov.
It's sad seeing such young people being plagued by such horrible wars and prophecies. I had my little boy, who isn't so little anymore, taken from the world when we all least expected, and had to fulfill yet another death proclaiming prophecy. They barely made it out alive. I remember when they came home.
Percy came home with a cut open on his arm supporting a blue-eyed boy, who had a huge gash on his face and blood leaking through his helmet. Nico was paler than normal sporting a large cut on his thigh, limping a lot. Annabeth could barely move and stand upright. She had an African-American girl supporting her, who couldn't have been more than thirteen. A curly-haired boy came in with tears on his face, and had a fire going in his hair, but didn't seem to mind. A small rodent-like creature trotted behind them, and a kaleidoscope eyed girl walked in. All of them were covered head to toe in nasty yuck that can only be described as dumpster goo. They all sat around the coffee table in the living room, like it was a war meeting. Quietly, I slipped into the kitchen, and brought out the stash of Ambrosia and Nectar. Those with wounds were being wrapped up with bandages and gauze. I set the godly food on the table, and let them work their magic. A couple of weeks later they still had the haunted look in their eyes. The Romans had gone back to California with Annabeth, so that she can study the Roman camp while attending a school there. Percy and the others from Camp-Half-Blood, stayed in New York.
So, them coming home like this wasn't a surprise, more like seriously? So I just went throught the normal routine. Get the medical supplies, grab the Ambrosia and Nectar off of the kitchen shelf, and make sure they all have their limbs in their proper places. With a lot of thank-you's they just fell asleep. Looking at them, I realized how much older they looked. They look like the experience of 20 old people were placed inside of each of these young adults with a few greek myths shoved in there. Before I knew it, I had tears streaming out my eyes, and Paul comforting me in the hall.