Long time, no type, yeah? How's everyone been? anyone sinking into a post Mark of Athena depression like me? does anyone happen to have a spare flux compasitor lying around? TARDIS? Vortex manipulator? Really, really good House of Hades fic?

Sorry, I'm a bit desperate for the next book and can't think of anything. Honestly, you would think i would learn not to finish books in a day, but alas. Depression settles in. Not to worry, though, it'll only last a couple of months.

The next morning, Piper awoke to find, once again, the boys were in her room. Jason was standing by the door looking tired and still somehow adorable. Leo was by the window with a plastic bag full of something.

Piper suddenly realized the whole room was filled by a roaring, rushing sound that filled every space. She noticed Jason's was flapping around him and realized two things: the window was open, and they were in gale-force winds.

"Leo, what are you doing?" She asked, sitting up and rubbing her blurry eyes. She felt a blush creeping onto her face as she realized she was in just a tank top and sweat pants, and Jason was in the room. She quickly hid below the covers again.

"Your window is pointing north!" Leo yelled over the deafening roar of the wind. He was currently working on the window, trying to free to screen from the sill with a screwdriver and an exacto knife. "The wind is blowing east! It's perfect!"

"You know how Leo was folding all those paper airplanes?" Jason asked from his position by the doors. Isabel and the others were clearly awake but wanted no part in this, settling instead for staring at Jason.

"Yeah," Piper nodded, remembering how it was all he had done throughout the day, and in detention, and at lunch… pretty much all the time.

"Well…" Jason said. "Turns out—"

"Wind storm, baby!" Leo yelled happily, finally yanking off the screen on the window and throwing it to the ground. The wind blew in with renewed force, knocking over the lamp and Isabel's make-up mirror. "Realized it yesterday! Ninety-mile an hour winds, the forecasts were saying."

"Oh, god," Piper said, the realization of Leo's plan dawning on her. He nodded brightly as he saw she had gotten it.

"Each of the has a different insult written on them!" he exclaimed. And then he grabbed the paper bag and dumped its contents on the ground. The he picked up the first paper airplane and threw it sideways out the window, with the wind.

Jason joined in and Piper jumped to her feet to help as they hurled the seemingly endless supply of paper airplanes out the window. It shouldn't have been that fun, but something about it— the wind in her face, Leo's maniacal grin and Jason's warmth next to her, the laughter that was coming out of their mouths… it just made her feel like she belonged, something she hadn't felt in a long, long time.

Jason's hand brushed against hers, and she jumped a little bit at the feeling. For a single, breathless second, she thought he was going to take her hand, but then he grabbed another paper airplane and threw it out the window, leaving Piper disappointed and Jason still clueless.

Finally, Leo hurled the last airplane out the window. Maybe he had superb aim, or maybe it was just lucky, but the airplane sailed clean through the small crack in Coach Hedge's office window and sat there.

"Bulls-eye!" He yelled happily. Then he turned around to Piper and Jason. "Come on!"

"Where?" Jason asked. He looked as confused as Piper did, which made her feel less left out on the prank. Isabel, Ana and Lea were still huddled against the opposite wall, glaring at them.

"You messed up my hair!" Ana yelled at Leo as he turned to leave, waving around the messy, tangled clump that she had clutched in her fist.

"So sorry," Leo smirked, before breezing past her with Jason in tow. Piper hurried after them, but in her rush she missed Isabel sticking out a foot and tripping her. Face burning, Piper hurried after Jason and Piper, ignoring the snickers from behind her.

Leo sprinted through the building, with Jason easily keeping up and Piper struggling. Finally, Leo led them around a bend and stopped so suddenly Jason skidded to a halt. Piper crashed into him from behind, sending him toppling over with Piper on top of him.

"Oh, um…" Jason said, his face flushing bright red as he looked up at her. Piper realized their faces were just inches apart. She was acutely aware of everything— his breath tickling her cheek, their bodies pressed together, how she really, really wanted to kiss him right now.

"Sorry," Jason stuttered, rolling off of her. Piper felt disappointment fill her body and shook it off quickly. Leo was half smirking, half glaring at them, which was a really weird thing to see on someone's face.

"Make a bunch of noise, why don't you?" He muttered in a whisper.

"Where are we?" Piper asked, catching on and whispering as Jason helped her to her feet. They went over to Leo and ducked behind the corner. Down the hall was a single door.

"That's Coach Hedge's office," Leo grinned. "I tried to break in, but he had a deadbolt on it, so I couldn't pick the lock."

"And we're here because…?"

"Well, he's going to look out his window and see the paper airplanes everywhere, particularly strewn over his desk, and he's most likely going to freak out," Leo grinned. "And I don't know about you, but I want to be here for that."

Suddenly, a load smash sounded from the room, followed by a couple of clangs and the sound of a chair being thrown. Leo dissolved into fits of laughter as they heard Coach Hedges voice:

"WHAT IS THIS?" He bellowed, taking another swing with his baseball bat. "Never, in— well— I've bee here a year, and I've never seen anything like this!"

He appeared to be talking to himself, though Piper wondered if there was anyone else in the office. If so, she felt sorry for him.

"Paper airplanes across the lawn!" Hedge continued to rant, taking yet another swing with his bat. Piper heard a crash and guessed the Coach had just smashed his window. This was followed by more swearing. "One on my desk! I'm going to get every one of them cupcakes, and make them run laps until they—"

Too late, the three of them realized that the door was swinging opened. Leo, who was still shaking with now silenced laughter, managed to duck behind the corner, but Piper was too slow. Jason and Leo bolted, but before Piper could the coach caught sight of her. His eyes bugged out of his head, and he looked furious.

"MCLEAN!" he screamed. Thankfully, he had left his bat in his office, or maybe it had fallen out of his hands, but the good thing was it wasn't in his hands.

Piper new there was no sense in running, so she stood where she was as the coach steamed closer. He would have looked a lot more intimidate if he wasn't a good three inches shorter than her.

"You're coming with me," he growled, grabbing her arm. "And you're cleaning up every single one of those airplanes. Got it?"

"Yes, sir," Piper muttered miserably, although she still had to hide her smirk. It had been one of the best days she had had in the past year.

They rounded another corner, and Jason was standing there defiantly, hands on his hips and an adorable half-smile dancing on his lips.

"Grace!"

"Yes, sir?" Jason asked. His voice was innocent but there was a hint of mischief there that made Piper wonder what he was up to.

"What are you doing here?" Hedge asked gruffly. His anger was subsiding slightly, although he still looked furious.

"Not much," Jason shrugged. "Just admiring my handiwork." He jerked his shoulder, pointing out the window to the mess of paper airplanes. The wind was still howling, picking them up and tossing them every which way.

The Coaches eyes bugged out again. "This was you?"

"What?" Jason challenged. "Can't take a joke?"

"You can help miss McLean clean up every last airplane," The coach snarled. Piper had no idea why Jason was going this, but she appreciated it just the same.

"Ooooh, you're really punishing me there," Jason smirked. "Making me spend quality time with a pretty girl. Man, I had no idea prison could be so harsh."

If not for the look on Coach Hedge's face, Piper probably would have laughed. Instead, she settled for flushing a deep red at the compliment.

"Right then," The coach snarled. "Outside, both of you. Try not to get sucked up in the winds, as that might cause me paperwork." He shoved Piper in the back, sending her stumbling forwards towards the nearest door. Jason was already there, struggling to push the door open against the wind.

Piper caught his eye and mouthed thank you. He just grinned, and in that moment, Piper realized she had fallen for him.

And there we have it. Actually decently pleased with this peice of work, although I'm still struggling for ideas. Next chapter will pick up write after this one, although it'll probably be short. Last two chapters, we got seventeen reviews! that doubled this stories reviews and really made me happy. Think we can do it again? Half of my followers (10) for an insta-update! Come on, ten reviews. We can do it.

Review please! they help me out of my Post MoA depression