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I do not own PJo or Kaycie Lester(courtesy of original author), though I wish I did.

Still Piper's POV

I was just getting my math book out of my locker when I heard stomping feet coming my way. It was the principal, his face red and a vein popping out on his forehead. Uh oh. What did I do?

He stopped right in front of me, Katie, Annabeth, and Connor. "I know it was you!" he hissed at us. We looked at each other in confusion. What did we do? Only Connor was looking ahead, with his poker face on.

"Connor, what did you do this time?" I whispered.

"Only a prank. The same one we did before. You know, office walls pink, glue on the rug, water bucket over the door…"

Great. (Note the sarcasm). He got caught pulling the same trick again, and now we were all about to get blamed for it.

"I know it was you," the principal repeated, his voice getting louder by the minute. "And so I'll have to punish you. All of you!" An evil grin spread across his face. All the while I was thinking over and over: No scraping gum. No scraping gum. No scraping gum. That's the worst thing to do after school.

"Since you girls are so interested in after school activities, you can join our school cheerleaders for the rest of the year."

Okay, I take that back. Give me gum any day. Cheerleading? That was far worse.

We looked at each other in horror. Cheerleaders?Us? Connor was just chuckling.

"And you sir!"

He jumped. Saluting, he said, "Yes sir!"

"You will be the mascot." The principal then walked away, doing his version of a villain laugh. I have to admit, though, he sounded like a chipmunk on helium. Connor just stood there, still saluting, his jaw basically touching the ground. Serves him right!

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I sat down at the usual table next to Leo. Will sat down on the opposite side of me, and the girls all sat on the other side of the table, as far away from Connor as they could. We were still steaming about the whole cheerleading thing. Except for Kaycie, of course, because he was her boyfriend, and she was already a cheerleader. In fact, she was ecstatic.

"I can't believe there are going to be more girls that I like! Not that I don't like the others. They are mostly nice, but they can get so annoying! Always asking me 'Kaycie, where'd you get that top? I adore it, and you, and everything that includes you!' and 'Kaycie, you are so awesome! I have posters of you, and pictures, too! Can I have your autograph?' and 'Kaycie, how do you look so perfect, every day?' Just kidding. No one actually said the last one, though I wish they would tell me that. No one really appreciates me!"

Okay. Kaycie is nice and everything, but sometimes she has the intelligence of a tater tot. Rolling my eyes, I put my head down on my folded arms.

"Piper, are you okay?" I heard Will ask me.

"No. Go away." I grumbled. I was in a bad mood right now. If you are wondering why, go back and read the previous page again and again until it is branded in your mind.

I could practically hear Travis smirking as he said: "I can just see it! Three hot girls in tank tops and miniskirt-Ow!" Someone had slapped him. Probably Leo.

"Three?" Kaycie objected. "What about me?"

Travis snorted. "That's nothing new. We see you in those kinds of clothes every day! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity for these three, though-Ow! Stop hitting me!" This time it was me that had reached over and smacked the back of his head.

"Stop commenting! I don't want to do this anymore than Connor wants to be mascot!"

Leo, Will, Kaycie and Travis looked at me. "Connor didn't say anything about being mascot," Will commented. As if it were rehearsed, everyone turned to look at Connor at the same time. He just shrugged.

"Who cares about me? I'm not a hot cheerle-""SHUT UP!" All the girls screamed at him. He just rolled his eyes and started shooting spit wads at the nearby table. Since this was perfectly okay, we all started talking. Wait- spit wads? "Connor, cut it out! We're already in more trouble than we deserve!"

"Trouble?" Travis said. "I wouldn't call doing flips and looking totally ho-mmf!" He was cut off by Leo and Will covering his mouth and slowly dragging him from the cafeteria.

You've probably noticed that Percy hadn't been in this conversation at all. That's because he was loudly snoring on his lunch tray, his face mashed into the school's meatloaf casserole. Sighing dramatically, I climbed to my feet and walked to the doorway that led to my tree. I smacked Percy's head as I passed him, but he didn't even budge.

I sat in the tree until the bell rang, and then I took ten minutes climbing back down because I didn't want to go to class. Who would, when they just got told how they would die? (Of humiliation)

I was late to fifth period. So what?