I don't own PJO. This chapter is longer. Yay!
Nico had no trouble finding his way to the school office, and then his homeroom, which surprised him. He normally had a bad since of direction, but then again, it made sense. He was used to traveling around in the underworld, so this school seemed like a piece of cake to navigate. He wasn't even late for class. He even walked in a few minutes before the bell had rung for homeroom.
He was surprised when he walked into class and found that his homeroom teacher was none other than Paul Blofis, his cousin's stepfather. So that made him Nico's, what, step uncle? Nico wasn't sure. Deep in thought, he bumped into somebody. "Watch where you're going, punk," a deep voice growled. Great, Nico thought, it was only his first day at school and he already had an enemy.
He looked at the source of the voice and saw a large buff dude staring back down at him. Down, Nico thought. That's strange. Nico wasnt neccesarily super tall, but he was pretty tall. At six foot one inch, he normally towered over mortals of his age. But this kid was very tall. He was at least six foot six, with huge muscles and small, beady brown eyes. The boy's eyes were dark brown and intimidating. Nico's eyes were darker, a mix of obsidian and midnight black, with a shattered look to them. The boy's hair was close cropped and very dark brown. Nico's hair was darker, just plain black, without highlights, and was shaggy and long, as it fell almost to his shoulders.
The kid stared at Nico, but he didn't stand down. Finally, the boy looked away. "Just be careful. Make sure to watch your back." Nico couldn't stand it. Like he was intimidated by the less powerful mortal kid that looked like he was held back at least a few years in school.
Nico would have burst out laughing at the lame attempt of a threat, but he wanted to seem calm. So he simply said, "Are you sure I'm the one that needs to watch his back?"
"Was that a challenge, punk?"
"I don't know, was it?" Nico replied. The boy frowned, obviously deep in thought. When he still couldn't figure it out, the boy snarled and slinked away leaving Nico to himself; for now. He sighed and sank into a chair. A moment later, a girl sat down next to him.
"That's Buford," she said. "Don't let him get to you."
Nico looked at her. "I won't."
"Great," she replied. "I'm Rose by the way. Rose Luck."
"I'm Nico. Nico Angel." The girl smiled. "Nice to meet you, Nico Angel. By the way, cool name." Nico smiled to himself. This was going to be a interesting. if not good, year.