Percy P.O.V
Well after I said goodbye to Travis and, well… tried to say goodbye to Connor (It's kinda hard to say goodbye to a guy that just got kicked in the balls and is rolling around on the floor), Annabeth and I went in the house.
It was a nice house. It was a big house. Four bedrooms and four bathrooms. A person could get lost in there. I wonder if I could hear my voice echo in the hallways…
"Put this on." Annabeth handed me a gold ring.
"What? Why?" I asked. She rolled her eyes, and shoved it into my hands.
"For the millionth time, we are posing as a newly wed couple. So put the ring on." She said. I sighed and put it on my ring finger.
"Your cover name is Justin O'Neill and mine is Jessica O'Neill" She informed me.
Seriously?(Wow, I've been saying that a lot recently…) O'Neill? They could make up any last name, and they came up with O'Neill?
"Do I have to dress up like a cowboy now?" I asked her. She glared at me.
"You're an idiot." She said.
"Wow Annabeth. That stung. Right here." I pointed to my heart. She rolled her eyes and walked over to the couch.
"So what are we going to do now?" I asked her. She took off her shoes and put them away.
"We are going to sleep." she said.
"What if I don't want to go to sleep?" I said. She crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows.
"It's 10:30, you're going to sleep. You have to have enough energy for tomorrow. We're going to the Middle School." She said.
"We're going tomorrow? We just got here!" I exclaimed. I definitely was NOT ready for those… hooligans.
"Yes, we are going tomorrow. So get some sleep." I groaned. She got up and gave me some papers.
"Here is your list of students, and your room number. Remember, your name is Mr. O'Neill, you're 33 years old and you just came back from a two week vacation from Tahiti."
"Tahiti, huh? Wow, we must be rich." I said, inspecting the papers.
"Again, you're an idiot." She said. I looked up at her, feigning hurt.
"What happened to the woman I married? She wasn't this uptight! Where's the love Annie? Where's the love that founded this relationship?"
"My. Name. Is. Not. Annie." she growled.
"Whatever you say sweetcheeks."
In the morning I woke up, got dressed, got lost while looking for a bathroom, ate some cereal and made my way to the car to go to the hell house people call middle school.
Annabeth was already in the car, tapping the steering wheel with her fingers impatiently. "What took you so long?" She snapped.
"Hey, it takes a while to achieve this beauty." I said while fastening my seatbelt.
She started the car and pulled out of the huge driveway. "Hey, while I was looking over the papers you gave me yesterday, I noticed that we have different room numbers… is that a typo or something?" I asked her.
"No, not a typo at all." she said with her eyes glued on the road.
"We're not in the same classroom?" I exclaimed.
"Nope." She said while smirking.
"Oh you're enjoying this aren't you?" I said to her.
"Very much. Oh and you should be careful, I heard 7th graders have mad stabbing skills with pencils." She said, still smirking.
This time I rolled my eyes. "Oh ha,ha." I said. But I'll still make sure none of those kids can use the sharpener… not taking any chances.
We finally arrived at West High Middle School, and let me tell you, I knew it was going to be bad even before we stepped into the building.
The building was old, but big. There was a big panther painted on the side, which I believe was the school's mascot.
As Annabeth and I stepped in, we could already hear the yelling from the hallways. Kids were pushing eachother, trying to get to their classes. Some boys were fighting, girls were in tight little groups talking and others were doing who knows what.
"Don't worry, your class is right across from mine, so if you need anything just come in, okay?" Annabeth said, while guiding us through the hallways. I just nodded and followed her.
She brought me to my classroom and patted me on the shoulder. "Have fun!" With that she disappeared into her classroom.
I carefully stepped into mine. It looked like a normal classroom with desks, chairs and weird inspirational posters and stuff. I walked over to the board and wrote my cover name. The class was empty for now, so I decided to sit at my desk and contemplate the best way to escape if things got bad…
One by one, students filed into the classroom. They were yelling and talking and throwing papers at each other. But once they noticed me, they all got quiet.
"Who are you?" Some blonde kid with his pants way too low asked.
"Uh, I'm Mr. O'Neill, your new teacher." I said.
"Where's Mrs. Sampson?" Some other kid asked. I rubbed the back of my neck.
"I don't know…" I replied. The kids looked confused and… OH MY GOD did that kid have a gun? Oh wait… it's just a ruler… heh heh… I knew that.
"So, um, today we're gonna learn about gun control!" I said, clapping my hands together. The kids all looked at each other, and then one brown haired girl raised her hand.
"Yes?" I said.
"Not to be rude sir, but this is science class."
Hey! Sorry if this chapter was rushed, i painted my room today, and since I didnt want to let you guys down by not updating, I quickly wrote one. Please review!