Chapter three here, people! And only four reviews? *sobs*

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I hope that Sadie didn't bore you with her useless storytelling.

[Stop hitting me, Sadie!]

The next day, I woke up early, excited to go to school. Because I had been travelling with dad all over the world for the majority of my life, I never got the chance to go to an actual school. Even when Apophis was wreaking havoc all over the country, it was Sadie and the others who had to attend classes, while I on the other hand had to busy myself with planning our next move and whatnot. Seriously, I felt happier than an excited puppy.

After brushing my teeth, taking a shower, and throwing on a white shirt with tribal designs on the front, black leather jacket, some dark jeans, and my Reebooks, I went to the Sphinx statue on our roof and opened a portal. To my surprise, Walt was there, leaning casually on the Sphinx, his hands in his pockets.

"It's a bit early to go to school, don't you think?" he said.

"I'm just going to go pick up Sadie and the others." I clarified. Freak, my pet griffin squawked in agreement.

Walt just shrugged. "Alright man. Good luck. From what happened yesterday, you'll need it. Oh, and I almost forgot." He tossed me a cell. I caught it with difficulty, but managed not to let it fall. Not one of those cheap cellphones that you can throw away at any time, but a sleek black Sony Ericsson WT19i. (A/N: I really have that phone. Check it out on google!) I stared at it like it was gold. For Walt to just give me this without any reason…well it just wasn't his style. "I've got another one for Sadie too." He handed me another, only in white this time.

I looked at the phones, than stared at him quizzically. "We can't take this. I mean, they're yours." I handed the phones back to him, but he just pushed them back to me. "They're my mom's actually. She gave me those to give to both of you, you know, in case we got into any trouble." Walt explained to me. "I kinda let it…slip that you guys can't have phones, so my mom got a friend of hers, a magician, to enchant those phones so that demons and monsters can't track the signal." I nodded to him in thanks. Behind us, the portal spiraled into existence, the tunnel of swirling sand emitting the sound of a tornado. Walt patted me on the back. I jumped into the portal, but then I heard Walt's voice. "Oh, and Carter, please tell Sadie I've…" his voice was drowned out by the portal.

I really have to work on my portals, because the exit wasn't in front of Nico's door like I had expected, but parallel to the floor. As I neared the exit, I made out the wooden planks that were inside Nico's room, and braced for impact.

"Ow!" I groaned as I hit the floor, face first. The loud thump! was probably heard by everyone in a five mile radius. Seriously, I'm starting to consider just using a cab next time.

"Carter! What are you doing here!" Sadie screamed hysterically. My vision was still blurry, but I managed to make out my sister from the swirling visions, clutching a shirt in front of her body and glaring daggers at me, her face pure red. Oh, and I also noticed the fact that she was half-naked.

"Get out you pervert!" she dragged me by my shirt to the door, threw me out, and slammed the door in my face. Nico, who was sitting by the porch outside, was laughing his head off. He was clutching his sides, and rolling on the floor. "Man, that was hilarious!" he wiped a tear in his eye.

"How was I supposed to know she was changing?" I argued. My face still felt hot about what I just saw. My mind couldn't stop thinking about how defined Sadie had become, how her curves had complemented her body, how her hips swayed as she dragged me out the doors-

[Wait Sadie, I can explain – wait, was that an exploding donkey? Oh great. Now Sadie's trying to throw stuff at me- hey, watch it! That was my laptop! Ow! Sadie, stop it! Ow! Sadie, put down my sword. Wait, wait!]

[… (bang!) (crash) (ow!) (yee-haw!)]

[Sorry about that. But my sword nearly impaled me. But at least Sadie's not angry anymore…oh wait, she's still glaring at me.]

Stop thinking about that, damn it! I scolded my mind. She's your sister!

I must've spazzed out, because the next thing I knew, Nico was in front of me, waving a hand in front of my face. "Hello? Carter? Hey man, you alright?" I shook my head, effectively clearing my thoughts. "Wha-what?"

"Dude, what exactly did you see in there?" My face felt even hotter.

"Never mind, I think I've already gotten the idea."

"So Nico, what did you two do last night?" I asked him, eager to change the subject.

His eyes darted all around, refusing to look at me. "Uh, nothing. Why?" His face was beginning to turn seven shades of red.

I stared at him, my eyes wide with disbelief. "You didn't. Did you?"

"Well uh…" He was saved from further questioning by Sadie, who came out dressed in a purple dress with fringes at the edges, worn-out jeans, and her combat boots. Her hair had purple streaks in it. She glared at me as she passed by, and I swear I heard her mutter, "lousy perverted brother." She grabbed Nico by his hands, and walked to the camp's entrance.

Argus drove us to Goode. Percy was bouncing his knee in nervousness, Annabeth was buried in her laptop, Sadie and Nico were busy sightseeing, their hands intertwined. Sometimes they would look at each other, and both of them would lean towards each other. I, on the other hand, got the hardest job of all. (as usual.) Whenever they would try to kiss, I would cover their mouths with my hands, and shove them apart, reminding them of the "no public display of affection" rule. Nico kept giving me the evil eye, while Sadie would constantly mutter strings of swear and curse words, both in English and ancient Egyptian. By the time we reached Goode, Sadie had probably said every swear and curse word in history, while Nico's hand was dangerously close to taking off his skull ring, which I learned turned into a sword.

Ignoring their death glares, which in itself is really a feat, I read the banner at the front gates. "Goode is good. Let's have a Goode year!" the banner read. We entered the slab doors.

"Do we really have to?" Nico asked. "I mean, we could just ask around, "Hey do you guys know any sons of Kronos in here?" It could work."

The four of us laughed at Nico's joke. "Hey, why are you laughing? I was serious." Nico pouted.

"Sure you were." Annabeth said. She slapped him upside the head. "Idiot." She grumbled.

"Hey!" Nico rubbed the back of his head. "That hurts, you know. Both physically and emotionally." He clutched a hand to his heart in a dramatic way. Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Oh shut up."

She left to get our schedules. While she was gone, the others got into a very deep conversation about whose dad was better. Personally, I think Osiris was the best, and not just because he's my dad. Annabeth got back to us, and handed us our schedules. I read mine. Each class took about an hour, and we had a ten-minute break after each class, so I was a bit relieved.

(A/N: I'm not American, so I don't know any the exact schedule. This is just my best guess.)

8:00 to 9:00 – Homeroom.

9:10 to 10:10 – Language

10:20 to 11:20 – History

11:40 to 12:40 – Gym

12:40 to 1:30 – lunch

1:30 to 2:30 – Math

2:40 to 3:40 – Study Hall

As I walked towards my first class, which was Language, since I was pretty sure the five of us already missed homeroom. Then, I heard a grunt of pain coming from one of the hallways, followed by what sounded like kicks and punches. Naturally, I came to investigate. Two guys were beating up a kid. The kid wasn't more than thirteen, but he was bruised and battered in places. One of the guys, a pretty well-built guy with blonde hair, kicked the kid in the gut, and the kid whimpered in pain. The other guy, someone with black hair, delivered a nasty blow to the kid's head.

"Hey, beat on someone your own size!" I blurted out before I could shut my mouth. The good news? They stopped beating the kid. The bad news? Now they were coming for me.

I tried to remain impassive, but seriously, my feet was struggling just to stay where I was standing. Those two guys were huge. I back up, right towards the lockers.

"Great idea kid." The blonde guy sneered. He looked at me with his eyes, and I was disoriented by his gaze. His eyes were gold, like the color of molten lava. "We'll beat you up, the continue beating him up." The other guy agreed. "Prepare to be beaten black and blue, kid." They cracked their knuckles like a two-part harmony. I gulped. One guy I can take down easily, but two? Now I'm starting to regret helping that kid.

Thank the gods Percy and Nico decided to pass by. The two of them stood right beside of me, eyeing the two dudes down, while Annabeth and Sadie slipped behind the two guys, and helped the kid to his feet.

Percy narrowed his eyes at the blonde dude. "Hey, do I know you from somewhere?" The blonde guy took in a sharp breath. "No you don't. Now you two want to get beat up too?"

"No, I'm pretty sure I saw you before." He looked at the two guys. "Both of you."

"You better stop making false accusation kid, before I break that pretty little face of yours." He slammed Percy into a locker behind him. Thanks to his invincibility, Percy just laughed. "Was that supposed to hurt?"

"Are you asking for a beating?" The guy growled.

"Bring it on." Nico taunted. "Just don't go home crying to mommy."

The blonde guy bellowed in rage, and launched a fist at Nico. He ducked, and the guy's fist collided with one of the lockers, making a crater right where Nico's head was a few moments ago. Nico landed a solid punch to the guy's gut, but he didn't even flinch. He grabbed Nico by the back of his shirt with his other hand, and rammed him straight to the lockers. Nico hit the lockers on his side, and he fell to the floor. The other guys balled his fists, and was about to use Nico's face as a punching bag, but I kicked him in the jaw, just as his fist was about to collide with Nico's cheek. The black-haired guy staggered backwards, his hand clutching his dislocated jaw. I helped Nico up.

"Thanks man." Nico said.

"No problem - move!" I rolled out of the way, but Nico wasn't as fast. He still was probably disoriented from being thrown into the lockers. The black-haired guy's fist hit Nico in the nose, and a sickening crunch! was heard as the cartilage broke. Nico fell to the floor, his nose starting to leak blood. Percy was taking on the other guy, who was having a hard time just to make Percy flinch. He ducked as the guy took a wild swing, and landed a few blows to his stomach. Meanwhile, with Nico down, I took on the black-haired dude.

I ducked a swing, and saw Annabeth and Sadie with the kid between them, his hands flung over their shoulders. I took a wild swing, and hit the guy in the eye pretty badly. He groaned in pain.

"Brandt! Hunt! What are you two doing?" a woman's voice ran from across the hallway.

We stopped the fight momentarily to look at the woman. She was wearing a pencil skirt, and a formal attire. Her face was focused mostly on the two dudes, both of whom were glaring at us with hatred.

"You two. Detention. Now get to your classes!" she ordered, and the two dudes left. I swear I heard them cursing in ancient Greek as they passed me by.

The woman shook her head at the sight of us. "You four must be the new students then." We nodded our heads, all except for Nico, who was clutching his nose. "She pointed to Percy. "Jackson, bring him to the nurse's office, before I find out that you had something to with this." Percy gulped, nodded, and helped Nico up. Blood was starting to fall on his shirt. "I'll kill them." He muttered. "I'm going to send their souls to Hades."

The woman glowered at me. "What, exactly, happened here? From what your transcripts said, you have never gotten in a fight in your life." I explained to her about the two dudes beating the kid up, and her glare lowered, just a fraction.

"Very well then. Since this is your first offense, I'll let all of you go with a warning. But the next time it happens, pray that I don't find out. Goode has enough trouble with Mr. Jackson, and I don't want the four of you following his example. Understood?" We nodded. What did Percy do to this school, exactly?

"Good. Now, off to your classes." She walked down the hall, leaving me with the girls and the kid.

I walked over to them. "Hey, you alright?" I asked the kid. He was in better shape than I thought. He had a nice build, tan skin, about 5'2'', with black hair with a few brown stands in the front. But what was really mesmerizing were his eyes. They were like molten gold, and looked at me as if he was analyzing how to best take me down in a fight.

He nodded his head slowly, like moving his body hurt. He pulled his hands away from Annabeth and Sadie. "They do that often, so I've kinda gotten used to it already. In fact, that was the first time someone came to help me."

"Who were those two anyway?" Sadie asked.

"William Ethan Brandt and Jason Syrus Hunt. They're jerks who like to think they own the school, but actually they just arrived a few weeks ago." The kid growled. "I'm Ariston, by the way. Ariston Zane Monroe." The kid said in a flat tone, and started limping away. I got the feeling that he didn't want to be around us much.

Well, that's it! Out of the three, who do you think they were looking for?

1. William Ethan Brandt

2. Jason Syrus Hunt

3. Ariston Zane Monroe

Well, review, people!