"I Accidently Vaporize My Pre-Algebra Teacher." Annabeth announced, then snickered.

"Only Percy would say that!" Thalia laughed while shaking her hair.

"What is Algebra?" Harry asked Hermione.

"You seriously that dumb 'Chosen One'?" Jace scoffed.

"LAY OFF HIM!" Ron shouted at him while Hermione tried to calm him down.

Annabeth, sensing the tension, quickly started reading,

"Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood."

"None of us do, Prissy." Clarisse muttered darkly. While everyone except for the demigods were really puzzled,' Was it really that bad?'

Harry, Ron and Hermione although, were even more confused, 'I thought Snape was the Half-blood Prince?'

"If you are reading this now because you think you might be one, my advice is:"

"EVERYONE COVER YOUR EARS, PERCY IS GIVING ADVICE!" Thalia screamed while ducking down and covering her ears. Percy just glared at her while Annabeth tried to soothe him down.

"Close this book right now. Believe what ever lie your mom or dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal life."

"See, Thalia? Percy can give advice sometimes!" Annabeth said to Thalia while Percy smirked.

"Being a half-blood is dangerous."

"Check." Percy stated.

"Its scary,"

"Double check."

"Most of the time it gets you killed in painful, nasty ways."

"Triple check." He finished.

Poseidon gripped the edge of his throne tightly and was getting more and more anxious about his sons safety while the rest of the gods looked down in embarrassment.

"If you're a normal kid and think this is fiction, great. Read on, I envy you for being able to believe that none of this happened. But, if you recognize yourself in these pages – if something is stirring inside – stop reading immediately. You might be one of us. And once you know that, it's only a matter of time before they sense it too, and they will come for you."

"Who is 'they'?" Tris asked.

"Monsters." Annabeth answered.

Tris just looked even more confused, she didn't understand a thing that was going on.

"Don't say I didn't warn you."

"You didn't warn me." Hermes muttered under his breath.

"My name is Percy Jackson."

"NUR DUR!" Jace cried out while Clary lightly punched him.

"No its not, its Perry Johnston." Dionysus mumbled from behind his wine magazine.

Percy just rolled his eyes and gestured to Annabeth to continue.

"I'm twelve years old."

Katniss suddenly grew very alarmed, that was the age Prim was at when she first went into the Hunger Games.

"Until a few months ago, I was a boarding student at Yancy Academy, a private school for troubled kids in uptown New York. Am I a troubled kid?"

Annabeth, Clarisse and Thalia shouted, "YES!"

"So that's how highly you guys think of me." He grumbled while pouting. Annabeth just laughed at his face and leaned over to kiss his cheek until she realised that her mother and everyone else was in the room, staring at them, Annabeth returned back to the book and burst out laughing while everyone looked at her with questioning looks, 'Has she gone crazy?'

"Yeah, you could say that."

At this, everyone was laughing their heads off and Clarisse snickered, " He even agrees!"

"I could start at any point in my short miserable life to prove it, but things really started going bad last May, when our sixth grade class took a field trip to Manhattan – twenty-eight mental-case kids and two teachers on a yellow school bus, heading to the Metropolitan Museum of Art to look at ancient Greek and Roman stuff"

"I would love to do that!" Hermione and Annabeth stated and after that, they looked at each other weirdly. "Well, if you ask me, that sounds like torture." Poseidon quietly said.

"I know- it sounds like torture."

A couple of small chuckles could be heard in the throne room while Athena, Annabeth and Hermione glared at Percy who had raised his hands up defeat.

"Most Yancy field trips were. But Mr. Brunner, our Latin teacher, was leading the trip, so I had hopes."

"Wait, didn't you call Chiron 'Mr. Brunner' when you first met him?" Annabeth asked Percy. Percy just smiled and nodded," You know me so well, Wise Girl." Annabeth blushed and Aphrodite squealed, causing everyone to block their ears from the really annoying and high-pitched shrill she was giving.

Hephaestus quickly sensing everyone's discomfort, he walked over to her and told her that if she stopped screaming he would take her shopping afterwards which caused Aphrodite to stop and suddenly give him a small kiss, at which Ares was glaring deeply at.

"Mr. Brunner was this middle-aged guy in a motorized wheelchair. He had thinning hair and a scruffy beard and a frayed tweed jacket, while always smelt like coffee."

"Yep, that is Chiron, alright." Thalia mumbled.

"You wouldn't think he'd be cool, but he told stories and jokes and let us play games in class. He also had this awesome collection of Roman armor and weapons, so he was the only teacher whose class didn't put me to sleep."

"Honestly, you are such a seaweed brain. I can't believe you would fall asleep in class!" Annabeth scolded while Athena nodded vigorously at her words.

"At least you didn't have to put up with the Hunger Games!" Katniss yelled, tears in her eyes thinking about Prim. "To be honest, I wouldn't last a second in a game to see how hungry I was." Percy just shrugged back. At this, Katniss just glared at Percy deeply and looked downright murderous. Annabeth quickly continued to read,

"I hoped the trip would be okay. At least, I hoped that for once I wouldn't get in trouble."

"Well Prissy, the only time you would do something and not get in trouble is when all hell freezes over." Clarisse taunted Percy. Once Poseidon heard these words, his grip on his throne became much tighter and he started to worry deeply about his son.

"Boy, I was wrong."

"See, I told you so!" Clarisse shouted out to no one in particular.

"See, bad things happen to me on field trips. Like at my fifth-grade school, when we went to the Saratoga battlefield, I had this accident with a Revolutionary War cannon."

Ares perked up once he heard the word War.

"I wasn't aiming for the school bus, but of course I got expelled anyway."

This sent the whole room laughing in stiches while Hermes and Apollo were rolling around on the ground crying with laughter. "Uncle P, your son is awesome!" Apollo managed to get out in breaks of his laughter. Percy suddenly looked very smug and smirked.

"And before that, at my fourth-grade school, when we took a behind-the-scenes tour of the Marine World shark pool, I sort of hit the wrong lever on the catwalk and our class took an unplanned swim."

Annabeth just chuckled and shook her head at Percy.

"And the time before that… Well, you get the idea.:

"Aww, come on, I wanted to know more!" Hermes and Apollo whined.

"This trip, I was determined to be good."

"Well, you just jinxed it Percy." Thalia stated.

"All the way into the city, I put up with Nancy Bobofit, the freckly, redheaded kleptomaniac girl, hitting my best friend Grover"

Shouts of 'GROVER' and 'GOAT BOY' could be heard coming from the Demigods. "That reminds me, where is Grover again?" Percy asked.

"I think he is with Juniper." Thalia answered.

"In the back of his head with chunks of peanut butter-and-ketchup sandwich."

Thalia and Annabeth both looked very angry while Thalia muttered," No one messes with Goat Boy but me."

"Grover was an easy target. He was scrawny. He cried when he got frustrated. He must've been held hack several grades, because he the only sixth grader with acne and the start of a wispy beard on his chin. On top of all that, he was crippled."

'Haha, I don't think he would be very happy with description, Percy." Annabeth laughed.

"He had a note excusing him from PE for the rest of his life because he had some kinds of muscular disease in his legs. He walked funny, like every steep hurt him, but don't let that fool you. You should've seen him run when it was enchilada day in the cafeteria."

"Urgh, you got have blown your cover!" Thalia shouted at the book.

"Urr, Thals," Annabeth said cautiously.

"Yes?" Thalia quickly shot back.

"Um, you are shouting at a book."

At this, Thalia blushed and looked down while everyone laughed.

"Anyway, Nancy Bobofit was throwing wads of sandwich that stuck in his curly brown hair, and she knew I couldn't do anything backs to her because I was already on probation. The headmaster had threatened me with death by in-school suspension if anything bad, embarrassing, or even mildly entertaining happened on this trip"

"Aww, come on! Some action please!" Apollo moaned.

'I'm going to kill her," I mumbled.

"DO IT!" Clarisse and Ares yelled.

"Grover tried to calm me down. "It's okay. I like peanut butter. He dodged another piece of Nancy's lunch. That's it." I started to get up,"

"Yeah, this is more like it! More action" Ares said, smiling wickedly.

"But Grover pulled me back to my seat."

'Oh come on! Stupid satyr spoiling the whole thing." Ares said. The demigods were glaring daggers at him; they were very protective of their best friend.

""You're already on probation," he reminded me. "You know who'll get blamed if anything happens. Looking back on it, I wish I'd decked Nancy Bobofit right then and there. In-school suspension would've been nothing compared to the mess I was about to get myself into."

Annabeth and Poseidon both began to worry about Percy while Percy paled, thinking about his run in with the Fury.

"Mr. Brunner led the museum tour. He rode up front in his wheelchair, guiding us trough the big echoey galleries."

"Really Seaweed Brain? ECHOEY?" Annabeth reprimanded playfully at Percy.

"Past marble statues and glass cases full of really old black-and-orange pottery. It blew my mind that this stuff had survived for two thousand, three thousand years. He gathered us around a thirteen-foot-tall stone column with a big sphinx on the top."

Annabeth stopped reading and sighed; thinking about the stupid questions the Sphinx had asked her before.

"And started telling us how it was a grave marker, a stele, for a girl about our age. He told us about the carvings on the sides. I was trying to listen to what he had to say, because it was kind of interesting but everybody around me was talking, and every time I told them to shut up, the other teacher chaperone, Mrs. Dodds was this little math teacher from Georgia who always wore black leather jacket, even though she was fifty years old. She looked mean enough to ride a Harley right into your locker."

'Why would I send a Fury after him? Poseidon's going to be mad…' Hades mused quietly until the truth of what Poseidon might do to him dawned and made him shiver.

"She had come to Yancy halfway through the year, when our last math teacher had a nervous breakdown. From her first day, Mrs. Dodds loved Nancy Bobofit and figured I was devil spawn."

"No Percy, you are sea spawn, Nico is devil spawn." Thalia jokingly taught Percy. Clary suddenly grew alarmed," Wait, is she a demon?"

"Um, no… And what in the world are you talking about?" Thalia answered with a confused face.

"She would point her crooked finger at me and say, "Now, honey," real sweet, and I knew I was going to get after-school detention for a month."

"She sounds like Umbridge." Harry whispered to Ron who nodded back.

One time, after she'd make me erase answers out of old math workbooks until midnight, I told Grover I didn't think Mrs. Dodds was human. He looked at me, real serious, and said, "You're absolutely right." Mr. Brunner kept talking about Greek funeral art. Finally, Nancy Bobofit snickered something about the naked guy on the stele, and I turned around and said, "Will you shut up?" It cam out louder than I meant it to. The whole group laughed. Mr. Brunner stopped his story. 'Mr. Jackson," he said, 'did you have a comment?" My face was totally red. I said, "No, sir." Mr. Brunner pointed to one of the pictures on the stele. "Perhaps you'll tell us what this picture represents?" I looked at the carving, and felt a flush of relief, because I actually recognized it."

"Wow Prissy! You finally knew something without Annabeth telling you the answer!" Clarisse mocked.

"That's Kronos eating his kids, right?"

All the gods shivered and groaned at the memory.

"Yes," Mr. Brunner said, obviously not satisfied. "And he did this because…" "Well…" I racked my brain to remember. "Kronos was the king god,"

"The gods looked very angry and annoyed with this, and a couple of them snorted and muttered a 'he wishes he was that awesome."'

'And-" "God?" Mr. Brunner asked. "Titan," I corrected myself. "And… he didn't trust his kids, who were the gods. So, um, Kronos ate them right? But his wife hid baby Zeus, and gave Kronos a rock to eat instead."

"Wait, Zeus? That means that you look like a rock." Apollo laughed.

'NO I DO NOT!" Zeus thundered back while the poor citizens of New York had a unexpected thunderstorm in the middle of summer.

"And later, when Zeus grew up, he tricked his dad, Kronos, into barfing up his brothers and sisters-"

"Eww!" said one of the girls behind me.

"-and so there was this big fight between the gods and the Titans," I continued, "and the gods won."

All the gods and demigods snorted and looked pointedly at Percy.

"Some snickers from the group. Behind me, Nancy Bobofit mumbled to a friend, "Like we're going to use this in real life. Like it's going to say on out job applications, 'Please explain why Kronos ate his kids.'

"And why, Mr. Jackson," Brunner said,"

"Never say your teachers last name by itself, there ALWAYS had to be a Mrs., Ms. or Mr. in front of it!" Athena scolded at Percy who was bright red in the face and started shrinking in his seat.

"To paraphrase Miss Bobofit's excellent question, does this matter in real life?"

"Busted," Grover muttered.

"Shut up," Nancy hissed, her face even brighter red than her hair. At least Nancy got packed, too. Mr. Brunner was the only one who ever caught her saying anything wrong. He had radar ears. I thought about his question, and shrugged. "I don't know, sir."

"I see." Mr. Brunner looked disappointed. "Well, half credit, Mr. Jackson. Zeus did indeed fee Kronos a mixture of mustard and wine, which made him disgorge his other five children, who, of course being immortal gods, had been living and growing up completely undigested in the Titan's stomach. The gods defeated their father, sliced him to pieces with his own scythe, and scattered his remains in Tartarus, the darkest part of the Underworld. On that happy note,"

"How is that a happy note?" Hestia asked, but no one answered.

"It's time for lunch. Mrs. Dodds, would you lead us back outside?" The class drifted off, the girls holding their stomachs, the guys pushing each other around and acting like doofuses."

"Because they are…" Artemis muttered why rolling her eyes.

"Grover and I were about to follow when Mr. Brunner said, "Mr. Jackson." I knew that was coming. I told Grover to keep on going. Then I turned toward Mr. Brunner. "Sir?" Mr. Brunner had this look that wouldn't let you go – intense brown eyes that could've been a thousand years old and had seen everything. "You must learn the answer to my question." Mr. Brunner told me. "About the Titan's?"

'About real life. And how your studies apply to it."

"Oh."

"What you learn from me," he said, "is vitally important. I expect you to reat it as such. I will accept only the best from you, Percy Jackson." I wanted to get angry, this guy pushed me so hard."

"Kelp Head, he had to!" Thalia punched Percy on to arm.

"I mean, sure, it was kind of cool on tournament days, when he dressed up in a suit of Roman armor and shouted: "What ho!" and challenged us, sword-point against chalk, to run to the board and name every Greek and Roman person who had ever lived, and their mother, and what god they worshipped. But Mr. Brunner expected me to be as good as everybody else, despite the fact that I have dyslexia and attention deficit disorder and I had never made above a C- in my life."

At this, Annabeth and Athena gasped at Percy. The Golden Trio, however, where all trying to figure out what C stood for and Harry suggested that it might mean confusing or childish.

"No-he didn't expect me to be as good; he expected me to be better. And I just couldn't learn all those names and facts, much less spell them correctly. I mumbled something about trying harder, while Mr. Brunner took one long sad look at the stele, like he'd been at this girl's funeral. He told me to go outside and eat my lunch. The class gathered on the front steps of the museum, where we could watch the foot traffic along Fifth Avenue. Overhead, a huge storm was brewing, with cloud blacker than I'd ever seen over the city. I figured maybe it was global warming or something, because the weather all across New York State had been weird since Christmas."

"What is New York and Christmas?" Tris asked. Everyone except Four looked at her weird and Hermione looked like she was going to faint.

"We'd had massive snow storms, flooding, wildfires from lightning strikes. I wouldn't have been surprised if this was a hurricane blowing in."

"What are you two fighting about this time, Zeus and Poseidon?" Artemis sighed.

"Nobody else seemed to notice. Some of the guys were pelting pigeons with Lunchable crackers. Nancy Bobofit was trying to pickpocket something from a lady's purse, and, of course, Mrs. Dodds wasn't seeing a thing. Grover and I sat on the edge of the fountain, away from the others. We though that maybe if we did that, everybody wouldn't knew we were from that school – the school for loser freaks who couldn't make it elsewhere."

'Did it work?" Ron asked. Percy just shook his head.

"Detention?" Grover asked.

"Nah," I said. "Not from Brunner."

"AGAIN? IT IS DISREPECTFUL!" Athena yelled at Percy who was cowering away.

"I wish he'd lay off me sometimes. I mean- I'm not a genius."

"Understatement of the millennium." Clarisse laughed.

"Grover didn't say anything for a while. Then, when I thought he was going to give me some deep philosophical comment to make me feel better, he said, "Can I have your apple?"

Everyone started laughing and smiling.

"I didn't have much of an appetite, so I let him take it. I watched the stream of cabs going down Fifth Avenue, and thought about my mom's apartment, only a little ways up town from where we sat. I hadn't seen her since Christmas."

"Oh so you think that's bad? How about spending your life without your parents? And they were murdered in front of you?" Harry scoffed while Jace agreed with him, which made them look at each other with a new respect.

"I wanted so bad to jump in a taxi and head home. She'd hug me and be glad to see me, but she'd be disappointed, too. She'd send me right back to Yancy, remind me that I had to try harder, even if this was my sixth school in six years."

Annabeth raised her eyebrows in shock at Percy.

"And I was probably going to be kicked out again. I wouldn't be able to stand that sad look she'd give me. Mr. Brunner parked his wheelchair at the base of the handicapped ramp. He ate celery while he read a paperback novel. A red umbrella stuck up from the back of his chair, making it look like a motorized café table."

"That would be cool to make…" Hephaestus murmured to himself.

"I was about to unwrap my sandwich when Nancy Bobofit appeared in front of me with her ugly friends- I guess she'd gotten tired of stealing from the tourists-and dumped her half-eaten lunch in Grover's lap."

Thalia and Annabeth were growling in anger.

"Oops." She grinned at me with her crooked teeth. Her freckles were orange, as if somebody had spray-painted her face with liquid Cheetos. I tried to stay cool. The school counselor had told me a million times, "Count to ten, get control of your temper." But I was so mad my mind went blank. A wave roared in my ears."

"Are you always going to be saying things related to water?" Jace asked.

"I don't remember touching her, but the next thing I knew, Nancy was sitting on her butt in the fountain, screaming, "Percy pushed me!"

Everyone was laughing and Poseidon and Percy were smirking.

"Mrs. Dodds materialized next to us."

Everyone stopped laughing and the tension started to build up.

Some of the kids were whispering: "Did you see-"

"-the water-"

"-like it grabbed her-"

"That's kind of like what us wizards and witches have to face when we are younger as well!" Hermione said thoughtfully.

"I didn't know what were talking about. All I knew was that I was in trouble."

"Get used to it, Prissy."

"As soon as Mrs. Dodds was sure poor little Nancy was okay, promising to get her a new shirt at the museum gift shop, etc., etc., Mrs. Dodds turned on me. There was a triumphant fire in her eyes, as if I'd done something she'd been waiting for all semester. "Now, honey-"

Hades sighed and said," She still does that…" All the Olympians looked at him and started to become confused.

"I know," I grumbled. "A month erasing workbooks"

Hermes playfully shook his head lightly at Percy, mumbling," I had high hopes for him."

"That wasn't the right thing to say. "Come with me," Mrs. Dodds said.

"Wait!" Grover yelped. "I was me. I pushed her"

"He's a good friend…" Artemis smiled.

"I stared at him, stunned. I couldn't believe he was trying to cover for me. Mrs. Dodds scared Grover to death. She glared at him so hard his whiskery chin trebled. "I don't think so, Mr. Underwood," she said.

"But-"

"You-will-stay-here"

Grover looked at me desperately.

"It's okay man," I told him "Thanks for trying."

"Honey," Mrs. Dodds barked at me. I gave her my deluxe I'll-kill-you-stare. Then I turned to face Mrs. Dodds, but she wasn't there. She was standing at the museum entrance, way at the top of the steps, gesturing impatiently at me to come on.

How'd she get there so fast?

"Monster?" Athena asked. Percy nodded while Poseidon paled considerably.

"I have moments like that a lot, when my brain falls asleep or something, and the next thing I knew I've missed something, as if a puzzle piece feel out of the universe-"

"You are one weird kid." Clary told Percy who huffed and glared at her. Jace then started glaring at him and they ended up having a staring competion. "Percy, just snap out it!" Annabeth whacked him on the head. Percy finally stopped and waited for Annabeth to continue reading.

"Oh and by the way? You are weird."

"HEY!"

"-and left me staring at the blank place behind it. The school counselor told me this was part of the ADHD, my brain misinterpreting things.

I wasn't so sure. I went after Mrs. Dodds. Halfway up the steps, I glanced back at Grover. He was looking pale-"

"Just like the way Uncle P is right now!" Apollo joked.

"-cutting his eyes between me and Mr. Brunner, like he wanted Mr Brunner to notice what as going on, but Mr. Brunner was absorbed in his novel.

The demigods (except for Percy) and Poseidon all narrowed their eyes and groaned.

"I looked back up. Mrs. Dodds had disappeared again. She was now inside the building, at the end of the entrance hall. Okay, I thought. She's going to make me buy a new shirt for Nancy at the gift shop.

But apparently that wasn't the plan. I followed her deeper into the museum."

"NO PERCY!" Poseidon cried out. Percy looked very uncomfortable as he watched his dad sweating with worry about him.

"When I finally caught up to her, we were back in the Greek and Roman section. Except for us, the gallery was empty. Mrs. Dodds stood with her arms crossed in front of a big marble frieze of the Greek Gods. She was making this weird noise in her throat, like growling."

That's because she was actually growling, Seaweed Brain!" Annabeth shrieked and held onto Percy's arm, worrying about Percy. Athena narrowed her eyes at her daughter latching on tightly to the sea spawn's arm, what is she doing?

"Even without the noise, I would've been nervous. It's weird being alone with a teacher, especially Mrs. Dodds. Something about the way she looked at the frieze, as if she wanted to pulverize it…. "You've been giving us problems, honey,"

I did the safe thing. I said, "Yes, ma'am."

Thalia raised an eyebrow at Percy who just shrugged.

"She tugged on the cuffs of her leather jacket. "Did you really think you would get away with it?" The look in her eyes was beyond mad. It was evil.

She's a teacher, I thought nervously. It's not like she's going to hurt me.

I said, "I'll-I'll try harder, ma'am."

Thunder shook the building."

"Why are you so angry?" Athena asked Zeus who shrugged. Athena started to become really annoyed, she hated when she didn't know things.

"We are not fools, Percy Jackson," Mrs. Dodds said. "It was only a matter of time before we found you out. Confess, and you will suffer less pain."

I didn't know what she was talking about.

All I could think of was that the teachers must've found the illegal stash of candy I'd been selling out of my dorm room."

All the males in the started to smile and thought about lollies while the females rolled their eyes.

"Or maybe they'd realized I got my essay on Tom Sawyer from the Internet without ever reading the book and now they were going to take away my grade. Or worse, they were going to make me read the book."

Athena and Annabeth both looked at Percy. "Seaweed Brain, it is a good book!" Annabeth stated. Hermione looked up and went to sit next to Annabeth, to Ron's disappointment. The two girls then started rambling about books and suggesting good books to read for one another.

"Well?" she demanded.

"Ma'am, I don't…"

"Your time is up," she hissed.

Then the weirdest thing happened. Her eyes began to glow like barbecue coals. Her fingers stretched, turning into talons. Her jacket melted into large, leathery wings. She wasn't human. She was a shriveled hag with bat wings and claws and a mouth full of yellow fangs, and she was about to slice me to ribbons."

Poseidon was fuming as he stalked over to Hades' throne where Hades sat, shivering at how scary Poseidon looked. "HOW COULD YOU? YOU SENT A FURY AFTER MY 12 YEAR OLD SON!" Poseidon screamed in his face, ready to have a fight with Hades. Percy quickly ran up and forced his father back into his throne and tried to calm him down by saying Percy was fine in the end. When Poseidon finally released some of his anger, Annabeth started reading again,

"Then things got even stranger.

Mr. Brunner, who'd been out in front of the museum a minute before, wheeled his chair into the doorway of the gallery, holing a pen in his hand.

"What ho, Percy!" he shouted, and tossed the pen through the air.

Mrs. Dodds lunged at me.

With a yelp, I dodged and felt talons slash the air next to my ear. I snatched the ballpoint pen out of the air, but when it hit my hand, it wasn't a pen anymore. It was a sword-Mr. Brunner's bronze sword, which he always used on tournament day.

Jace and Clary both raised an eyebrow, thinking about their own weapons and how they could open by saying the name.

Mrs. Dodds spun toward me with a murderous look in her eyes.

My knees were jelly. My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped the sword.

She snarled, "Die, honey!"

And she flew straight at me.

Absolute terror ran through my body. I did the only thing that cam naturally: I swung the sword.

"How is swinging the sword, natural?" Tris asked.

Percy just shrugged and answered," Because I am a awesome demi-god." Annabeth snorted and whacked him on the head, muttering, "Ego alert."

The metal blade hit her shoulder and passed clean through her body as if she were made of water.

Mrs. Dodds was a sand castle in a power fan. She exploded into yellow powder, vaporized on the spot, leaving nothing but the smell of sulfur and a dying screech and a chill of evil in the air, as if those two glowing red eyes were still watching me.

I was alone.

There was a ballpoint pen in my hand.

Mr. Brunner wasn't there. Nobody was there but me.

My hands were trembling. My lunch must've been contaminated with magic mushrooms or something.

Everyone chuckled at this and Hermes and Apollo started to try and think of some pranks involving magic mushrooms.

Had I imagined the whole thing?

I went back outside.

It started to rain.

Grover was sitting by the fountain, a museum map tented over his head. Nancy Bobofit was still standing there, soaked from her swim in the fountain, grumbling to her ugly friends. When she saw me, she said, "I hope Mrs. Kerr whipped you butt."

"Who?" Poseidon asked.

I said, "Who?"

All the gods looked at Poseidon and started laughing while everyone else just chuckled at Poseidon who was grinning.

"Our teacher. Duh!"

I blinked. We had no teacher named Mrs. Kerr. I asked Nancy what she was talking about.

She just rolled her eyes and turned away.

I asked Grover where Mrs. Dodds was.

He said, "Who?"

But he paused first, and he wouldn't look at me, so I thought he was messing with me.

"That boy needs to learn how to lie." Hermes sighed, shaking his head.

"Not funny, man," I told him. "This is serious."

Thunder boomed overhead.

"Yeah, even Zeus thinks so!" Apollo laughed.

I saw Mr. Brunner sitting under his red umbrella, reading his book, as if he'd never moved.

I went over to him.

He looked up, a little distracted. "Ah, that would be my pen. Please bring your own writing utensil in the future, Mr. Jackson."

Everyone smiled at this while Hermes was pretending to bow down to a invisible Chiron.

I handed Mr. Brunner his pen. I hadn't even realized I was still holding it.

"Sir," I said, "where's Mrs. Dodds?"

He stared at me blankly. "Who?"

"The other chaperone. Mrs. Dodds. The pre-algebra teacher."

He frowned and sat forward, looking mildly concerned. "Percy, there is no Mrs. Dodds on this trip. As far as I know, there has never been a Mrs. Dodds at Yancy Academy. Are you feeling all right?"

"Well that was long! Can we please have lunch now?" Apollo whined.

Hera sighed and motioned everyone to go eat. They all stood up and stretched, tired from sitting down and walked over to the very large kitchen, ready to eat some food.

Hello everyone!

Thankyou for every single one of you who waited for this chapter!

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P.S When i started writing this chapter, i was halfway through Titan's Curse and now, as i type this, i am just about to start on the Heroes of Olympus series and was wondering if you guys wanted me to add people like Nico, Grover and others?