There's a dog-scary one the dorms are raising behind the buildings. It gnaws at every guy that comes near except for its owner. I have to fetch its play toy kept in its dog house in order for the guys to like me. A specific toy,one cleaner than the others.

"Bring it back on time and we'll leave you alone. "

"What if I don't bring it back?"

"Then you're dead." He shoved me out of my seat." Go get that toy."

Here I am. Standing ten feet away from a dog house. It was decorated with half eaten signs. The bite marks varied in size on the signs,but I was told there was only one dog. Oh...poor dog. I knew they didn't clean much of the property. If the dog bites all boys,and the near it,would they really clean the place? Highly unlikely for the-..wait...

"Where's the dog?" I looked up and down the rows of bushes,and all I found was chewed up-well,actually there was a lot of weird things chewed up between the bushes,but no dog.

"He ain't gonna make it in time,Octavion." Someone sneered."He's probably already eaten alive by Miss O'leary. Stupid dog must've eaten up those books by now."

I looked up and sure enough my classrooms window was open on the third floor. So it's books I'm looking for. Schist,time's not on my side.

I sprinted for the dog house,rolling up my pants and shirt to not get dirty. I got on all fours and started climbing.

Suddenly,large claws almost sank into my shirt. I was too late to see the glowing red eyes pop open.I got out quickly,fumbling to guard my face for protection,still on the soil. I felt its paws pushing on my uniform.

"Look,new kid met the pet! See?What'd I tell ya' numbah Eight-he ain't gonna last. No blessin' for him,eh?." The same voice said.

"My name isn't Eight,commoner. And don't touch me. We aren't friends."

For a second,I peeked my head up at the barking dog. The dog I assume is Miss O'leary. She took the chance to tackle me down,holdng me down with surprising friendly licks to the face and slobber residue. I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She was a huge mastiff. Her fur was black,which makes sense why I didn't see her in the shadows. Her eyes glowed red,and she had a bronze collar on her with her name tacked on it. She was like that cartoon Clifford,but smaller. Possibly more muscular. She kinda looked like a hellhound to some reason.

With her wet nose,she nudged me on my shoulder towards her dog house. I got up,dusting myself off. She brought back a heavy looking toy. It seemed like a small,yet heavy, metal scrap shaped as a disc. I picked it up noticing a signature on the toy.

"Beckendorf?" My question received a loud bark like she said yes. She wagged her tail and drooped her head to the side;tail wiggling in anticipation.

I threw it far,and she ran after it. With my chance I crawled in and snatched up a leather book,crawling out as quickly as I could. A guy named Beckendorf must be the dogs owner. Judging by the craftsmanship,that toy's authentic made by a heavy hand. A hand I don't want to meet anytime soon.

"Where'd that newbie go? Hey, Agrius,go look for him. Luke wants him alive."

"Why should I go look for him?"

"Look for him or your Oreo brother-"

"Yeah yeah,I'm gettin' that kid." Agrius slammed the door behind him.

"Miss O'Leary!" From the corner of the building someone was calling out for the dog. She came back with the toy and dropped it by my feet. She barked loudly in glee.

"Miss O'Leary!" The yelling figure was closer now. Definitely a dude.

I rubbed the back of her ear,shushing her. She moved her head a little closer to my hand so I could massage the wrinkles on her forehead. She slowly closed her eyes.

I whispered nervously,"Be a good dog. Don't follow me." She bobbled her head up and down with a lopsided smile as if she understood exactly what I was saying. She was just enjoying the massage.

With a sprint, I ran for the entrance door,ignoring O'Leary scratching on the glass door,counting the rooms as I go.

When I entered the homeroom,everyone stopped. And then they stared. They stared at me as a corpse with a wild grin holding a heavy leather book above my head.

Luke looked up and smiled widely at me. He gave a look that said a thousand words of faith in me.

I walked up to Octavions desk in the back of the class,and tossed the book at Octavions' feet. I want him to seem as though he's bowing before me. His buddies shoved eachother,pointing at the book.

"Shut up!" His face already morphed into irritating shock. He stumbled on words,but sadly didn't pick the book up. I left him to his own demise,sitting right back in my seat as the bell rang.

A gruffy old man wheeled himself in class. He cleared his throat,"Good morning."

Like angels from above,they replied with a good morning. He wheeled to the poster of Alexander the great and chuckled. He pointed at the banana peel on the whiteboard and sighed," You missed a spot,Travis."

Travis,I assumed,mumbled an apology from the back. I stole a look at him after he spoke,but here's the thing: Where the voice came from was either the curly haired boy on the left or his twin on the right. Also curly hair.

On the left the boys smile crept up. The boy on the right noticed me. He smiled with his eyes closed,letting his head tilt to the back of the room. I swung my head to the front.

"Andrew Chase?"

I raised my hand."Here,sir." He beckoned me to come forward. I slid out of my desk and stepped about a couple feet from my desk. The teacher greeted me with an old,sad look.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked.

"It seems you have been seated in the wrong seat." He looked through the attendance sheet." I have to seat you in the back row. Agrius? Agrius? Oh,seems he's not here."

"He's absent." Someone snorted. One of the goons-a kid with an eye patch-called it out. He sat in front of Octavion,in the back of the brothers.

"Thank you; Andrew,nice to meet you. Sit in the back corner."

I picked up my backpack,trudging as I say goodbye to my new friend. I slumped in my chair,blowing the hair out of my face impatiently.

I felt a poke to my ribs. I looked to my right,and the guy I sit next to was nervous. He stared at me. I mouthed the word what?

Shaking,biting through his teeth I figured he was saying, Skinny boss dude wants your attention. Please give it to him or I die.

With reason,I looked towards the blonde. The teacher started teaching. Octavion held the book up,pointing at it with his face in irritation and the what is this? Look. I shrugged.

He flung the book at the top shelf of the book shelf next to me,making the antique weapons and books crash to the floor. I picked things up quickly,but it was too late.

"Andrew?" The low voice from my teacher asked. He sounded curious to know what happend.

I looked up from the crouching position I was in. He studied me for a second, then looked towards the right of me."Grover,is it too much to ask you to help Andrew?"

Grovers eyes went wide as he stuttered on his words,already out of his desk to join me. He seemed to have difficulties walking by the awkward movement and groaning."N-No -"

"Grover,sit down!" A voice came from the door. Students started hollering,calling out at the late comer. With a relief look,Grover sat down. He mumbled an apology.

A hand delicately picked up the two antique swords. He faced the bookshelf,talking to me." Next time you screw up,don't get my friend involved with your screw up."

"I didn't do this." I growled. I pushed the books back into place,picking up the leather book that was thrown.

"Butch."

"Here."

"Connor?"

"Alive."

"Travis?"

"Drop dead gorgeous."

"Chris,the bandana."

"Oh,sorry Mr."

The list went on and on. I placed the book next to my foot. The guy infront of me decided to sit down in his seat. I followed suit after. My ears perked up at my name.

"Andrew."

"Here." I called out.

"Perseus?"

"Thank you sir for using my name,but will you please call me Percy?" I looked at the boy with the voice. I must be wrong.

" Oh Percy. " The teacher laughed. It felt like they were friends,rather than teacher and student."Percy Jackson,is that what you'd like to be called? Say hello to our new student in the back. It seems he is your new roommate."

He turned and waved at me. He waved at me.I couldn't keep my mouth shut.

"Percy Jackson?!"