I present, Chapter 4! Please review if you have time, and thanks to those who have. :)

Percy's alarm went of at it's usual time, 7:45 a.m., the next day. He groaned, and slammed a hand on it to turn it off. Last night, he had been up late on Skype with Rachel. The boy was exhausted and he drifted off into sleep again.

Percy shot out of bed. The clock read 8:45 am. "Shit, shit, shit, shit. School starts in 15 minutes." Throwing on some clothes, he grabbed his backpack, sprinted downstairs, and ran out the door. Poseidon called after his retreating son. "Hey Percy, what about breakfast?"

Percy sprinted to school since the bus had already departed. He quickly checked his phone. 8:55 a.m. I can make it on time if I continue at this rate. It was then that Percy realized something. Why did he care if he got late for class? He was late all the time. Percy slowed down so that he was jogging, and eventually he slowed down to the point where he was walking.

When he arrived at school, he smoothed down his clothes and attempted to tame his hair before entering his English class.

Mr. Olson was in the middle of one of his long, boring lectures when Percy came in. "Mr. Jackson, you're 5 minutes late!" Ignoring his teacher, Percy made his way over to his usual seat and sat down. Mr. Olson's face turned red, but he didn't say anything about his student's rudeness.

Annabeth's eyes followed Percy as he sat down. She thought that he would've changed after he opened up to her the day before, but obviously he was the same delinquent he always was.

Percy slid into his seat in front of Annabeth, reminding her that they had a tutoring session today after school. She turned her attention away from the boy in front of her and payed attention to Mr. Olson as he ranted about idioms. Oh, who was she kidding? No one payed attention to Mr. Olson when he ranted, not even his star student.

While the teacher's back was turned, Jason (who sat on Annabeth's right) tossed a note onto her desk. She unfolded it, curiously. Jason wasn't much of a note passer, so it must be important.

Annabeth wrote a reply and tossed it back to Jason. They kept writing back and forth.

Annabeth, did you hear about the prank?

-Jason

Umm... no. I have no clue. :P

-Annabeth Chase

Someone vandalized the school building by spray painting random symbols on the side.

-J

What? Who would do that?!

- AC

Two seniors, Luke Castellan and Ethan Nakamura. Remember, they've been planning something for days. We can't tell anyone, though. They threatened to beat up anyone if someone ratted them out.

-J

It was at this point when the two were interrupted as the principal entered. Goode High School's Principal, Principal Dionysus, had a chubby face, red nose, and curly black hair. He wore a tiger-striped shirt, and his eyes were slightly bloodshot.

Mr. Olson stopped in the middle of his speech to address the principal. "Goodmorning Principal Dionysus. What brings you to my cla-"

"Peter Johnson!" bellowed Dionysus. "Do you have a student named Peter Johnson?" Mr. Olson shook his head. "Maybe you're thinking about Perseus Jackson?"

"Ah, yes. Perseus Jackson." Principal Dionysus corrected himself. Mr. Olson pointed at Percy. "That's him." The principal strode over to the boy.

"Perseus Jackson... I know you graffitied the building, and you're going to face the consequences."

"What?!" Percy shot out of his seat, knocking his chair over in the process. Dionysus narrowed his eyes. "Don't play dumb with me, boy. Witnesses told us they saw you making your way to the side of the school last night with spray cans."

"I. Didn't. Do. It." Percy growled. Dionysus scowled at Percy, displeased at his refusal to confess. "Can you prove your innocence?" he challenged. Percy stared at the principal, an expression of anger ingrained in his features. His whole body was tense, as though preparing for a fight.

Or maybe he was preparing to run.

"You're coming with me, Peter," Dionysus said, smugly. Unwillingly, Percy followed the man to his office. Percy let his hair droop over his eyes, so that no one could see his expression. Before leaving, Principal Dionysus turned around. "Show's over. Commence class again."

"So, you don't know what happened after?" Jason had just finished recounting the events from English to their friends at lunch. Thalia had asked the question, awaiting an answer from her brother. Nico , who was also in Jason's English class, spoke instead. "No. They left and it looks like Jackson is going to be expelled."

Annabeth sat quietly in her spot, not joining in on the conversation. She was lost in her thoughts until Thalia's voice brought her back to reality. "Hey Annabeth. Anna. Chase. Chasey. Annabeth Chase. Beth. Annie."

Annabeth looked up. "Don't call me Annie."

"Got it, Annie."

Annabeth groaned. Thalia smirked, then grew serious. "What's with you? You haven't said anything all period." Annabeth frowned. "I just... I just wished I had said something, you know? I mean, we all know who actually did it. It's not fair that Percy is getting punished for something Luke and Ethan did." Grover and Juniper nodded.

"Well..." Piper started as she twirled her pasta around her fork. "... I don't understand why you would need to defend Percy Jackson. He has been a dickhead the whole 3 weeks that we've known him. Why should we do him any favors? And also, Luke and Ethan would beat your ass blue and black if you told anyone that they did it."

"Piper's right," agreed Jason. "We shouldn't be doing him any favors."

Annabeth was unconvinced. She was the only one who saw the side of Percy where he wanted to accomplish something.

However, she remained silent and nibbled at her lunch.

Should I do the smart thing and keep my mouth shut, or do the right thing and tell the principal?