So, long time, by my standards. Sorry for not updating. I've been writer-blocked and bogged down by school work so i havent been typing much. You guys did amaze me with the 9 reviews i got, so thank you! think we can do it again, for two updates this week?

"And so, if we carry the decimal, we will get…." The teacher looked around expectantly at the faces of bored kids. Half of them were sleeping. Jason was doodling on a sheet of paper, looking bored out of his mind at the grade five math they were learning at the moment.

Why their teach, Mrs. Mathers, decided they need to learn this was a mystery to Piper, but she was having trouble staying awake herself— with her ADHD and the basic math she really wanted to just sleep.

"Jason, can you tell us the answer?" Mathers asked in her annoyingly sweet voice that sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

"One hundred and thirty," Jason answered, not even raising his head from his drawing. Mathers frowned and walked over to him, grabbing the drawing from his desk and causing Jason to draw a long line down the paper from where his pen had been touching it. He looked up in surprise.

"You ruined the shield!" he moaned, squinting quizzically at the Spartan warrior he was drawing. It was in great detail, shield locked in position and spear bristling. Mathers ignored him, crumpling up the paper and shoving it back at Jason, who pouted at his ruined drawing. He caught Piper's eyes and she shot him a sympathetic look, trying to tell herself that the fake sulking face he had on was not making her stomach do flips.

Three seats to her right, Leo was indulged in his own projected, folding pieces of paper into a miniature fleet and lining them up in neat rows on his desk. Each of them had a different design to them and they all had a small flame painted onto their wing.

Dylan, who was sitting directly in front of her, was sitting straight up with a dumb grin on his face, staring at the board with what seemed like all his attention. Isabel was casting regular glances in Jason's direction, and it was making Piper's blood boil.

All in all, it was a pretty pathetic excuse for math class.

Piper glanced at the wall clock— thirty-eight minutes to go until they were done. She sighed and slumped on her arms, sending another glance towards Jason. It struck her she was doing exactly the same thing as Isabel, but he caught her eye and smiled. Her body filled with warmth and she found herself smiling back.

He turned back towards the front, still smiling slightly, and ripped another piece of paper from the portfolio they had been given at the beginning of the day. He re-started his picture of the Spartan, starting at the shield in short, quick strokes.

Technically, they were supposed to be taking notes, but Piper wasn't bothering, nor was anyone in her class. The work was so basic Piper was actually longing for a challenge.

Finally, the class was over. Piper packed up her books quickly, stretching once she was done. Jason was carefully folding up his picture, slowly, precisely, making sure not to mess it up. When he was done he shoved it into his pocket, grabbed his books and left, but not before giving a brief, sarcastic smile at Piper and gesturing to the board. She laughed and followed him out, about five feet down the hall to the next class— survival.

"Any clue what this is?" Leo asked, appearing next to her holding his book in his hand. About twenty paper airplanes were tucked under his arm, and Piper was wondering if he had something planned with them, or if he was just making them for kicks.

"We learn to survive," Piper answered dryly, and Leo laughed, leading her over to where Jason was sitting. He sat down next to his roommate and Piper sat down next to him, slightly disappointed she wasn't next to Jason, who had already taken out his drawing and was working on it.

"ALRIGHT!" the teacher yelled from up front, slamming his books down and startling Jason. He jumped and left a line down his drawing. Piper could see him swear under his breath as he leaned to carefully erase it.

"My name is Mister Burnyay," the teacher continued, in a slightly lower tone. "Over the course of the next three months, I will be teaching you how to survive in the harshest, hardest, meanest environments in the world."

"The boys change room?" Leo asked innocently. Jason, next to him, ducked his head to hide his grin as snickers broke out across the class. Burnyay, however, didn't see the funny side to it.

"You think this is a joke?" he bellowed. Leo almost certainly would have replied with a cheeky yup, but Burnyay kept talking. "What would you do if you were stuck in the Amazon jungle, were the bugs would eat you alive?"

"Bring bug spray?" Leo suggested. Burnyay's eyes popped out even more.

"What would you do, Leo Valdez, if I were to drop you in the middle of the Alaska wilderness, where there's no shelter for mile and you have nothing to build a fire with?"

Leo muttered something under his breath, something that sounded like wouldn't worry about that, though Piper couldn't be sure. Louder, he said: "Cuddle up to a wolf?"

Again, snickers broke out through the classroom. Burnyay, obviously realizing he couldn't beat the boy, went for a different method of getting the best of Leo.

"Detention."

"For you or for me?" Leo shot back, and this time Piper couldn't contain her laugh. It burst from her mouth, and he was pleased to find she wasn't the only one. The whole class, including Jason and Isabel, were laughing at his wit, while Leo just sat there with a self-satisfied smirk on his face while Burnyay fumed over a detention slip. Finally getting it finished, he handed it to Leo, his eyes daring the boy to say something, but Leo kept his mouth shut.

"As I was saying," Burnyay snapped, going to stand at the front of the classroom. "I'm going to teach you how to survive—"

Piper sat through the rest of the class passing notes to Jason behind Leo's back. He new what they were doing, but besides a few suggestive smirks towards Piper, he didn't say anything, just sat there folding up his paper airplanes with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Leo, Leo, Leo. What id he up to this time? find out next chapter, which could be on friday if i get nine reviews!