This happened to me today, and I immediately thought of Percy. So enjoy! And review! The more awkward situations I get into, the more stuff I have to write. So, I don't know how regular I will post stuff onto this story. It depends on my classmates. If many people like this story, I will try to update sooner!

Disclaimer: only own the plot. Don't own the title to this chapter either, I just thought it fit the story nicely.

Percy's POV

Who knew mortal gym class could be so grueling? I would take fighting a monster any day compared to running laps around our school. For one, the terrain was rocky, causing us to swerve; two, we were running so close together, I could feel some kid's breath on my neck. It smelled like pizza. Gross.

To get my mind off running, I decided to think about Annabeth. Probably not my best move because as soon as I started thinking about her wonderful princess curls, her gorgeous grey eyes, and her tinkling laughter, I forgot about my surroundings.

Which explains why the all-powerful son of the sea god, destroyer of Kronos and Gaia, and a monster's worst nightmare ended up face planting. On concrete.

Pizza-breath yelled "Percy down!" and proceeded to kick me in the head as he ran around me.

After everyone had run past me, I picked myself up and continued running my laps. Several minutes later, after I had finished, the teacher came up to me and told me to visit the office to get cleaned up. She couldn't have told me that before I ran another lap?

Apparently there is some rule that states it is not safe for a student to walk unaccompanied a couple of steps to the office. The teacher paired me up with George, some mortal kid who looked like he was going to faint. That could have been due to the fact that he accidentally packed his sister's 'I love One Direction' shirt for his gym clothes. I didn't really know him that well, so it was a pretty awkward few steps to the office.

"Nice day, huh," George attempted at conversation. Sure, I thought. I only gave the concrete a hug, got pounded on the skull by a pizza lover, and ran three laps bleeding in immense pain. What's next, a gorgon pops out of my meatloaf? Okay, maybe that last one was a bit on the exaggerated side.

"Yeah," I replied.

The lady in the office gave me some bandages to put on my bleeding hands. Obviously the blood had gotten to my head, because I asked, "These are sticky, right?"

"Uh, yes, I'm pretty sure Mr. Jackson," she replied. George gave me a weird look.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why they call me Seaweed Brain.

When I arrived at home, a surprise awaited me. Annabeth was sitting on the counter, eating MY blue chocolate chip cookies.

"COOKIES!" I yelled and ran past Annabeth, stuffing as many cookies as I could into my mouth.

"Love you too, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth commented. Then she saw my hands. "What happened to you?"

"Uh... A drakon attacked me, and I climbed a wall trying to get away. Don't worry though, I defeated him." I decided to lie because it wasn't very manly to trip on a rock in gym class.

I should have known better than to lie to Wise Girl.

"What really happened? I can see you crack your knuckles from here. Spill it."

I sighed. "I fell while running in gym class."

Annabeth immediately started laughing. "Oh, Seaweed Brain. You're so clumsy."

"I'm not clumsy. The floor just hates me."