Dear...home.

How is it back home? I'm doing great,and I made friends! I told you I'd be fine in an all girls school. They have big fountains and stuff. Is California calling you to work again? I bet without me to disrupt you you already have lines of customers waiting on your signal. I have to go. Training awaits,and I'm doing fine for my first day!

-Love Annabeth

I closed my laptop.

Suddenly I was pulled off my bed by the wrist. It was Luke.

"If you don't want to die,make sure you get to swim class." He explained as I was dragged out of my room. He had a tight grip,and I pulled my hand back.

"Swim class? There was nothing on my transcripts that said I had to take-"

"It's a requirement." He cut off,"And you're on the schedule for right now."

I hadn't noticed before he had goggles dangling around his neck. He didn't have his backpack or books either. He took a sharp turn around the corner and I almost hit the wall trying to do what he did. We walked outside,cutting through the grass fields.

"Hey,"I called out,"why didn't you just tell me this when you were in my room a couple minutes ago?"

"If I remembered I would have told you." He said.

We entered the locker room.

"Coach Hedge-not the best person to mess with." Luke said in a serious tone. He took off his shirt. It was hard to not stare at...certain areas and people. The boys were walking in and out with shirts off and only a towel on their bodies. Tiny white towels.

I looked around and the once clean locker room looked like a dump. The whole place also reeked of some profound gas from the bathrooms,and the air was foggy with steam pouring over our heads. The boys that were wet didn't have shirts on.

"Are we not allowed to wear shirts in the pool?"

"Coach Hedge is an Olympic coach. No way is he gonna let us wear cotton in his pool. Well,hurry up and change. Do you not have a swimsuit?" He asked. He was having trouble opening his locker.

"No swimsuit." I said."I'll sit out for this one."

I headed for the door,keeping my head high.

"Here,I have one you can use. It's an old one that I never got to use my freshman year." One of the twins from homeroom offered. He was tall with noticeable curly brown hair and a twitchy smile. He was lean and only wore a swimtrunk with flame patterns.

I rubbed my neck,trying to come up with a lie."I'm sorry man. The truth is I'm allergic to chlorine." Mentally I cringed.

Luke laughed,"That's a new one. Sorry. Tell coa-" Luke stumbled back from his locker,forcefully hitting his back on the locker behind him. One girl tumbled out with two others in the back. She seemed to unintentionally hold onto Lukes shoulders. She looked back,and slowly at Luke.

There was a sudden change in her eyes from getting caught to treasure. She wore the identical red uniform the two shorter ones from behind wore,but she had glasses and a camera in hand. And then I remembered.

"You're the girls from this morning."I pointed out."The ones sticking on the roof."

Luke looked at her with horror.

In a flash she took her camera and clicked it rapidly,shoving herself off for a mad dash as she continuously took photos of everything and everyone. The other two brought out their cameras. One took a picture of me,and the other had her flash on,clicking a couple shots of Luke. He rubbed his eyes in a daze,pushing his back against the lockers.

Luke shouted,"They got a picture of me!"

"They did?" A burly big guy with a scowl face asked. Luke nodded his head,and the big guy ran after,Luke going too. Without pants.

I looked over at the curly haired boy," Why are they chasing them?"

He slammed his locker door shut,"This is a school of celebrities. It's never boring here. You see,me and my brother,Connor-we're rich. Luke? He's got billions of devoted girl fans. That one guy...Percy Jackson. This school was practically begging for him to come here."

"What does that mean?" I asked,sitting on a part of the bench not being used. The boy sat on top of a pile of clothes I avoided,double checking everything.

He rolled his eyes,"It means there's girls. Really crazy fricking girls willing to do anything to catch glimpses of us in our natural habitat. Y'know the grazing of food,naps,looking and socializing,whatever we do."

"What's the worst that can happen?"

He looked at me in the eye with a serious expression,"A girl could be under our noses."

"And if there was?"

"Let's just say life won't be the same. For her especially."

We ended the conversation there and made way to practice.

The pool area was behind the gym.

"You can't swim because of what?" Coach asked. It was the same one from this morning. He still seems a little crazy. I was sitting as I watched the others finish their last round of swimming.

"I'm not too well to swim. I'll get you the doctors note." I said.

He took out his clipboard and wrote something down. He had the pen cap in his mouth."You better or you run."

Instead of going into the locker room,I waited outside for Luke. He had a soccer uniform on as well as a white towel drying his hair."Is it practice now?"

"For me it is. Schedules change to meet teachers needs." He slowed his steps,"Which is better than meeting students needs. Gods forbid we'd have a zoo by now."

"How many clubs are there?" I asked.

We walked along the side walk."A lot. You don't have to be in it."

"Does Percy go to a club?" I asked,crossing my fingers.

He rubbed his head some more and bit his lower lip. He looked at me with an incredulous look and back to looking to the front."Percy has private lessons."

"Oh."I sighed,"Why?"

"He's the celebrity at this school for our generation. He's royalty." Luke spat the last sentence in disgust. It have me the impression they don't get along.

"Explain."

"Last generation there was a guy who was famous. Adonis?" He asked. It was more to double check than really asking.

I nodded my head.

"He was the star five years ago. I'll admit,pretty boy's got some instinct skills."Luke smirked,"But we have competitors,and more business going through our veins. We're better than any other schools competing against us."

I nodded my head.

We made it to the dorms and went our seperate ways. I reeked,noticing the smell myself. I decided to take a shower. The james were hard to take it off at first,but I managed. I took twenty minutes. Whole room to myself. I finished,putting the wrap on.

"It's you." I turned around. Percy Jackson.

"H...hi. I'm your new roomm-"

"Out. Now." He demmanded. He pointed at the door incredulously,not really caring to see my face. He seemed rather flustered and impatient at the same time.

"I live here too."I responded,going upstairs and throwing my stuff in my drawers. I picked up the heavy leather book."And if I recall,we share the room."

"I don't share." He stayed flatly."It's a mistake. I'll fix it tommorow,but for now, get out."

I looked out the window. It was already dark by seven.

"No."

And then I was in the hallway.