I STILL DONT OWN PJO. WISH I DID, BUT I DONT.

-Annabeth-

The Architecture class was quite an experience. Though Percy had been joking when he asked if I was going to teach the class, he might as well have been right. The teacher was a 50 year old retired business architect who, though she seemed well experienced, wasn't very structured or organized and would have been better suited as an elementary school art teacher.. She started off the class with a free drawing assessment, telling the class to free draw as best as they could while showing off their skills. I sighed as she went back to her desk and took no notice of all the students now loudly talking and gossiping.

I went to the back of the class room and sat at an completely empty circle table and spread out the architect paper I had grabbed from a pile. I started sketching some ideas I'd had for the god's temples. I was halfway done with a sketch for Demeter's temple when I heard a small voice from in front of me.

"Um... Do you think... Maybe.. I-I could sit with you?" I looked up to find a small boy with messy brown and glasses. He was probably 3 inches shorter than me,and seemed absolutely terrified of me.

"Of Course!" I smiled at him sympathetically to show him I wouldn't bite. He nodded gratefully and sat down across from me, quietly pulling out his own sketch without a word. I went back to my work, erasing and redrawing all the tiny details Demeter had requested. Why would you want exactly 500 wheat stalks sculpted into the entry way? And how was I supposed to make grass grow upside down on the ceiling inside the temple? I sighed and shook my head, clearing my head of the numbers and proportions shaking inside. I looked over to what the boy was working on.

It was a house. Both modern and classical, with slanting roofs and elegant arches. While the two concepts didn't match, it was an interesting idea. I noticed, however, that one of his windows didn't match his proportions.

"Hey," I caught his attention, "You're windows's proportions don't fit."

He looked up at me, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. "I-I... Sorry..." he trailed off, shrinking away.

"No, no! I didn't mean it as an insult!" I amended, immediately feeling bad at scaring him. Percy always did say I was intimidating, and if the invincible Savior of Olympus was intimidated by me, how must this mortal feel. "I just meant to help since its such a great concept, I don't want you to get deducted or something because of a miscalculate proportion."

He looked up at me, slowly and hesitantly, "You mean you aren't making fun of me?"

I laughed, despite the seriousness of the situation. "No, of course not. You seem like a really smart guy, I'm just making sure you're math lines up. Im kind of OCD about correcting people, I didn't mean to offend you."

"It's ok, I shouldn't have jumped at you. I'm just not used to people being so... nice to me." He smiled at me, brightening. "You're new here, right?" I nodded. "My name's Peter. What's yours?"

"Annabeth. Annabeth Chase."

The class went by quickly after that, Peter and I talking about architecture and each others sketches. It turned out that he knew his stuff but, as always, I knew more. I went into ADHD induced blabbering about famous architectural project a couple times, but he seemed actually interested. As the bell rang, I found out that he also had gym with Percy and I, so I walked him to the locker rooms where I then went to girl's locker room and he went to the boy's.

I quickly changed, ignoring the gossip until I heard a familiar name come up in a conversation: Percy. I turned and found a small group of overly preppy girls shrieking and giggling. I was only able to overhear snippets of their conversation, but what I did hear startled me.

"Have you seen Percy this year? He got so tan over the summer!"

"I know! And muscular! Have you seen his abs?"

"Eeek! I know right! And he's so Mysterious too! He completely ignores Tyler's group even though he could be the most popular guy in school!"

I groaned at these girls' insolent yapping, they sounded like freaking Chihuahuas! I hadn't realized he was so popular at school though, or that other girls thought of him that way. I knew a couple girls at Camp had brief crushes on him after seeing him lead the Battle, but I never thought he would have his own fan club! I wondered if he even knew about these girls? I'd have to ask him later.

I finished changing, but just as I was turning to leave, the Chihuahuas (As I had now dubbed them) burst into another fit of shrieking and giggling, and I couldnt help but snort at their ridiculous behavior. Unfortunately, they heard me before I was able to make it out to the gym.

"Whats so funny New Girl?" The apparent leader sneered.

I internally groaned, knowing I would have to put these girls in their place. "Nothing really, other than the fact that you think you have a chance with Percy." I smirked at their comical gasps.

The lead one was the first to rebound, "Like you think you have a chance..." She looked me over, probably thinking of a good insult. "...California!" She exclaimed, proud of herself for thinking of the insult.

"Really? Was California the best you could do? I don't really see how it's insulting, Bleach." Referring to her obnoxious over-bleached and straightened hair.

At this, all their powdered face scrunched up in anger and they all started muttering, trying to come up with a comeback. The lead one once again was the first to think of anything. "Yeah? Well at least any one of us has a better chance with Percy than you do, you... You... Ugly bitch!"

Wow, very original. I thought. "Yeah, I'm sure you do." I responded sarcastically, but they obviously didn't pick up on it when they all smirked and giggled at their assumed victory.

I walked out the door to the gym before one of them gathered enough brain cells to recognize sarcasm. I looked around the gym, scouring for Percy and found him leaning against the wall, lazily waiting for me and for the coach to start the class.

"Hey." he said happily as I walked up to him. "What took you so long?"

"I got held up by your fan club."

"What?" A shocked expression plastered his face as I burst into laughter, remembering the event. I quickly recounted what had happened and saw he was stifling laughter by the end of it. "Those girls are just the stereotypical popular girls. They have a crush on any guy mildly good at any sport. I think they alternate every other week."

I laughed along with him, until the girls came out of the locker room, peering around for me. "Here comes a show." I smirked to Percy.

He smirked back with the look in his eyes that always come before he did something troublesome. "Do you want to really give 'em a show?" He asked me slyly as the Chihuahuas saw us and began approaching.

"Seaweed Brain, what are you planning?" I asked him warily, always worried of his plans. Before I could as him anything more, the Chihuahuas were upon us and the lead one was opening her mouth, about to talk. She never got the chance though because her mouth stayed open, in shock, as Percy gently turned me and kissed me, shutting up anything they were about to say. We broke apart a minute later, both of us grinning at their expressions.

"Hi girls." Percy said easily, "Have you met my girlfriend, Annabeth?"

-Percy-

Gym went by very quickly, all that happened after the whole fiasco with Annabeth and the girls was the coach explaining the different units we would be having, both Annabeth and I brightened when he said we would have a self-defense unit first. After we had both changed, we met out in front of the gym to make our way to our Ancient Studies class. We both wondered what it would be like, and how much would be incorrect. As we walked into the class we were happy to see Shania there to. She was talking animatedly to a blond girl next to her. We sat next to her and only overheard the end of their conversation; "You know what? Just shut up refrigerator." the blond girl said. "Hotdog." Shania muttered in reply. Annabeth and I quietly laughed, unable to make sense of their conversation.

"Do we want to even try making sense of what we overheard?" Annabeth asked Shania.

Shania looked over at us, the back at the other girl before they both burst into laughter. "Not really... It's a long, long story." she answered in between their laughter. "By the way, this is Ciaran." She continued, gesturing the the blond girl.

"Excuse me!" we turned to find the teacher staring at us with her hands on her hips and her lips pursed. "The bell rang a minute ago and you are still all yammering. Now while I realize that you are adolescents and are under the impression that the world revolves around you, Im happy to dissappoint you and tell you it doesn't." I glanced over at Annabeth, already fearing this class's outcome. "My name is Mrs. Panachi and no, you may not call me Mrs. P. Now, I'm going to pass out course outlines and textbooks. I suggest you take good care of these as we will be using this textbook all year. As you can see by the course outline, we will be spending almost all of our time on Ancient Greece and it's mythology. We will spend a brief amount of time on Rome near the end of the school year, but Rome is really more studied in the Latin classes." She went back to her desk after finishing passing out everything. "Since today is the first day, I will cut you an easier day, but this will most likely never happen again. We have a lot of material to go through and I highly doubt most of you will be able to absorb any of it. Today we will do a quick verbal review to see what little you know. Does anyone want to begin?" Both Annabeth and I raised our hands, and so did Shania, her friend Ciaran, and two more people near the back of the room. Mrs. Panachi looked us all over before pointing to me. "You. Mr. Perseus Jackson." She said after checking her list. "You do realize you are named after a very famous hero in Greek Mythology?"

"Yes Mrs. Panachi" I answered innocently. "But I go by Percy."

"Not in my class you don't Mr. Perseus. Now get on with what you raised your hand for before I pick someone else."

I huffed as I stood up, agitated by her rude behavior. "Okay, let's see... Though there are many, many minor gods, there are 12 more powerful and known gods known as the Olympians. They were all descendant from Kronos and Rhea, titans that ruled the earth before the gods. Kronos tried eating his children as he feared their power would overthrow him, but Rhea tricked him by feeding him a rock and saving one child: Zeus. Zeus grew up safe until he was strong enough to defeat his father. He then tricked him into spitting up the other gods, as they were immortal they had grown up in his stomach." One girl in the back gagged and i had to stifle a laugh. "Once Kronos spit out his children, Zeus cut him up into pieces with his own scythe and threw his remains into Tartarus. But as titans are immortal, he never died and was still alive there. After his overthrow, the gods took power. The three eldest brothers, Zeus, Poseidon and Hades drew lots to decide who would rule over which realm. Zeus picked the skies, Poseidon drew the seas and Hades was left with the Underworld. The other Olympians are Demeter, the goddess of agriculture, Hermes, the god of messengers and thieves, Hephaestus, the god of forges, Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, Ares, the god of war, (I had to stop myself from groaning at that one) Dionysus, the god of wine, (I stifled another groan) Apollo and Artemis, the twin archers and the sun and moon... And Hera." I looked over at Annabeth's barely contained irritation for the goddess. "The goddess of marriage and family. Some other major gods who aren't always considered Olympians are Hades and Persephone, since they spend a lot of time in the Underworld, Hestia, because she gave up her position to Dionysus to avoid a fight amongst the gods, and Pan... Because he is... dead..." I looked over at Annabeth as we remembered the cave in the labyrinth.

"But, Percy..." Shania asked. "There's something i never understood; if gods are immortal, how could they possibly die? I know the story; a voice was heard of a coast saying that Pan had died, but if they could've survived being eaten, what could kill them?"

I looked at her, slightly shocked by her thought process. "Well, if he loses all he stands for, his essence just fades to nothingness." I looked over at Annabeth again and saw she too was being saddened by the memory. "Anyway." I continued, wanting to change the subject. "As there are many gods, there are also many, many monsters. The heroes in the Greek legend were usually demigods; the mortal children of the gods, and were needed to protect mortals from monsters. Some of the more famous monsters are Medusa, the Minotaur, Hydras, and Hell Hounds... And those are very hard to kill." I skilled slightly, remembering all the quests I had gone on, usually with Annabeth. I didn't have to look over at her to know she was smiling to. "There are also-"

"Mr. Jackson." A shrill voice interrupted, "Though a small section of your information was almost correct, almost all of it is horrendously wrong. Not to mention the fact that you have been talking about these in present tense the entire time!" Mrs. Penachi shrilly screeched. "Now, I don't know if you have some senile uncle convinced that these idiotic stories are real, and he has been contaminating your mind, but these myths are just nonsense! They are foolish stories that were created by uneducated idiots before any real science or logic was used! This class is a study of these myths in a purely curious and factual way! We will be examining the myths and stories as a way to see how these, these, imbeciles acted back then!" She took a deep breath and straightened her knee length brown pencil skirt and suit jacket before turning back to us. "Now, let's get onto the real lesson before any of you allow anymore false information into your minds. Turn to page 12 to begin reading the actual story of Kronos and Rhea. You see, though Kronos did eat his children in fear of an overthrow, the Titans weren't horrible monsters as Mr. Jackson put it. In fact, the Greeks beleived there had been an era of great order, and they foolishly thanked imaginary Titans for it. It was foolish as they thanked and blamed everything on the gods, believing everything happened due to divine force. We now know better. There are no divine gods, we are smart enough to discover science and if we want something done, we do it. Not go kill a sheep to please our imagination. That is what caused the fall of Greece."

Mrs. Penachi finished her rant and smiled down at us, smug with her speech. I was about to stand up and say something when I felt a hand on my arm. I looked over and saw Annabeth's warning eyes. Don't do anything, Seaweed Brain, her expression warned me, and I knew I would just have to sit there and bear the insults. I turned my head back to the front and tried to pay attention to the lesson, but whenever I did, all I heard were insults against Greece or the gods.

When the bell finally rang, I let out a huge sigh and hurried out the door with Annabeth quickly following behind. We were soon joined by Shania and her friend Ciaran, and we walked together to the cafeteria. When we got there, Shania lead us toward a table already with three people sitting at it. I I recognized two of them from my classes, but the third girl was new.

"Guys, this is Percy and Annabeth." Shania introduced us. "And you already met Ivana, in our math class," She pointed to the girl with long blond hair who was the captain of flag team. "And this is is Maggie and Megan." She indicated to the two other girls, one with short brown hair and the other dark skinned with medium length black hair. I recognized the short haired one from my marine biology class and knew her to be Maggie, so the other must've been Megan.

"Aren't you in my marine biology class?" Maggie asked me and I nodded simply, "Didn't you, like, identify all the fishes correctly in less than 15 minutes?"

I shrugged, not wanting excess attention. "Yes. And aren't you the one who was freaking out over turtles?" At this, all of her friends burst out into laughter and started teasing her about it. Apparently they had a long running inside joke about Maggie and turtles. Lunch went by quickly and smoothly, I got to know better Shania and her friends and found they were quite nice. We had been joined by two guys about halfway through the period, Xander, who was apparently Maggie's boyfriend and had curly hair that was died bright blue, and Kurt, a lean guy with brown hair and brown eyes who Shania said had been her friend since the 6th grade. I was certainly no child of Aphrodite and sucked when it came to identifying love, (really, just ask anyone at camp) yet even I could tell that Kurt liked Shania as more than friends.

When the lunch bell rang, we all headed our separate ways and Annabeth and I went to our English class. Compared to all the other classes of the day, this one went by quite uneventfully. We did get a pleasant surprise though when we walked into class and found Paul to be our teacher. We left his class feeling really excited for the year as Paul was one of the best English teachers ever. Yes might opinion might've been biased, but it was still true in my book.

I kissed Annabeth goodbye as she headed off to her Physics class and I made my way to my Anatomy class. As I went to take a seat in the back, the teacher stopped me and pointed to a seating chart. I mentally groaned until I saw who I was sharing the work desk with; Shania LaVoix. I smiled thinking that this class may be more entertaining if I sat with her. I could tell she to had no trouble getting off topic and distracted. I sat down in the assigned seat and waited for her to come in.

"Hey Desk Buddy." Shania said casually as she slid into the chair next to me. "The teacher really is going to regret seating us together." We both laughed until the teacher, a middle aged kind looking woman, called the class to attention.

"Alright kids, I'm Mrs. Lucian and Im going to be your Anatomy teacher this year." She smiled at us kindly and started telling us about the class. "Your lab partner this entire year will be the person you are sitting next to now." Shania and I looked at each other and smiled. "Most of you are Juniors and so I hope that by now you are all capable of introducing yourselves without my help. Now, this year we will be learning a lot about human anatomy, going in depth into all organs and systems used in keeping you alive. We will be learning all your bones and body parts, and yes, that does mean tests. Sorry." We all laughed at her good humor and bright attitude. "Some of our more interesting labs will be analyzing our own blood, dissecting miniature, cadaver models and constructing your own skeleton out of random objects."

She went on telling us about the upcoming year. She kept her tone light, but something in her eyes told me that I didn't want to get on her bad side. When the bell rang, I said goodbye to Shania and made my way over to Swimming while she apparently had drama. When I made it to the locker room, I quickly changed into the Swim suit I had from last year and rushed out to the pool. I was still captain from last year, as no one had beaten my time and no one else wanted the position as much. The coach did announce, however, that there would be an assistant captain this year, and the position would go to whoever came the closest to me, wanted it the most, and worked well with everyone. With that fact in everyone's mind, we all jumped into the pool for some practice laps. The only bad thing about being on a swim team with mortals was that i could never swim my fastest, i always had to keep it slower so as to not arouse suspicion. After 8 laps, I noticed most people were tiring and slowing down. I kept going strong, the water not only refilling but doubling my energy.

We finished warming up and I started to lead laps and drills. As we swam, I kept an eye out for who wasnt as tired and who was swimming faster. One guy who surprised me was boy I had met at lunch, Kurt. Though I hadn't thought much of him when Shania introduced me, I could see that he swam pretty darn fast. By the end of practice, everyone was panting slightly as we hurried back to the locker rooms. I dried myself off in a second while pretending to use my towel and changed back into my clothes. I also dried my swim suit before putting back in my bag, shielding it with my body so that no one saw it.

I was walking out when I heard a small commotion break out in by the showers. I walked back to see two seniors on the JV team picking on a freshman I knew had only barely made that team. I was about to step in a speak up when someone beat me to it.

"Leave him alone, guys." Kurt said, stepping up in front of the seniors, who a full head taller.

"Or what? Are you gonna make us?" They sneered at him, mean while the freshman they were picking on was able to back away slowly and get away.

"M-maybe." Kurt said, trying to stand taller and look tough, but he was breaking. The bullies laughed and clenched their fists. I had just decided to step in incase this got bad, when one of the two guys reached out and punch Kurt on the side of the face. He tried to stay standing, but stumbled back against the wall. The seniors wound back to punch him again, but before they could, I caught the first one's fist in my hand.

"He might not make you. But I will if you don't leave him alone." I said casually looking over my shoulder to see Kurt's bruised face.

There, that chapter was nice and long right? i dont know what else to right down here, i just felt the need to congradulate myself on a long chapter... k bye.