Disclaimer: I am most definitely not Rick Riordan. If I was, I would have written House of Hades ages ago
Percy's POV
'Ring! Ring! Ring!' blared my alarm clock. Urghh. I hate mornings. I miss Annabeth. Just going to sleep. 'PERCY!' yelled my mom from downstairs. 'GET UP! PANCAKES ARE READY!' she yelled again. That got me awake. I love my mom's blue pancakes; they come 4th in my list of my favorite things in the world. They are (from 1st to 4th): Annabeth, Mom, Camp, and blue pancakes. I jumped into the shower for one of my well-known one-minute showers. I then rushed downstairs and ate my blue pancakes. Well, I say ate. Annabeth says I 'inhale' them. I disagree. I'm a growing boy.
'Percy! Go to school!'
Oh yeah. Today is my first day of school. I'm in grade 9. (Sorry, I don't know how American schools work.) I'm going back to Goode. Paul managed to pull some strings, and Chiron just manipulated the Mist so that I would seem 16-17 again. I can't wait to see my friends Alex, Brendan, and Jason. He isn't the 'Heroes of Olympus' Jason, he's a different guy, ok? Oh, and by the way, did I mention the Giant War was over? We kicked lots of butt. Big, fat, hairy, fire-breathing, smelly, farting, butts. Still keep Riptide on me at all times, even though the monster numbers have been dwindling since we won.
I grabbed my Iphone, my bag, and charged out of the door. My feet felt weird though. Must have been my imagination, I thought. 'Percy!' my mom cried.
'What?'
'You forgot your socks and shoes!'
Oh. Oops.
After I got dressed properly, I set off once again and started texting Annabeth.
What r u doing?
She didn't reply. Must have been the time difference. Oh well. Anyways, I stepped through the doors of Goode, and went straight to my locker. Suddenly, the crowds in the hallway parted, and I girl about my age, wearing the 'short skirt, tight shirt, so much makeup you can't see her face' ensemble. Nicole Sanders. Yuck. Trouble (and a slut) is heading my way.