Hey, guys. I'm starting a new story and this time, it's an AU. So, obviously this story is not connected to my others stories. I hope you like it.

DISCLAIMER: Make sure you guys notice this 'cause I'm going to do this just once in the whole story. I'm pretty much tired of putting this up every single time. I think once, or whatever number I've put this is enough. I do not own anything. Except the idea, of course.

Sophomore 1: New York. New Start. New Life.

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Ugh! Stupid alarm clock. I kept my eyes shut and fumbled with the switch of the alarm clock right at my nightstand. It ended up falling on the floor, making more noise. I eventually found a way to shut the stupid alarm clock and let's just say it won't be ringing indefinitely. Note to self: Buy a new alarm clock. A digital one.

I sat up groggily and rubbed my eyes, trying to remember why I've set the alarm at 6:00 in the morning. Oh yeah, the start of another school year.

Anyway, let's start from the beginning. My name is Perseus Jackson, but let's just go with Percy. Who wants to be called Perseus when you're just in high school? It sounds something like Dude, you're a guinea pig! Sounds weird, right? I'm sure you'll agree with that.

Let's continue with my introduction. I'm sixteen and I'm starting my sophomore year this semester in Goode High School.

For normal teenagers, the first day of school is a big event in their lives. You know, you have everything prepared out a week ahead of time, making sure to make a good first impression. I don't get why people are hyped about it. I think it has something to do with earning your reputation. But like I've said since I started freshman year last year, just go with the flow.

Usually, the first year is a year of torture. Coming from a school of fish (School of fish, get it? Never mind.), you wander off into a sea of sharks. Or to be more appropriate, a sea of monsters. Either you get to be known as one of the cool kids, or just be branded as a nerd. Or if you're lucky, you'll just be ignored like you don't exist.

Unfortunately, I'm not that lucky to be ignored. And now you may be thinking, Oh, Percy's a nerd. No, I'm not. Thankfully (Note the sarcasm, please.), I'm branded as one of the cool kids.

Our family owns this big company called Olympus Enterprises. By family, I mean my father, Poseidon, and his two brothers, Zeus and Hades. Don't ask me why but our family, and sadly that also includes me, has this big obsession with Greek Mythology. Like I said, don't ask why, but I guess it runs in the blood.

I'll be honest, being the son of a rich businessman sure has its perks. But being famous isn't one of them. Maintaining an image isn't really my thing. Sometimes I wish that I was just an average kid. But alas, like how my whole life has been going so far, I don't really have control over my life and I pretty much have no choice. That's how I ended up having a motto: Just go with the flow.

"Oh, crap! Percy!" a voice shouted outside my room. That would be none other than my cousin, Nico. He's the son of my uncle Hades, and is also in my year.

Nico Di Angelo, an ignorant-dimwitted-foolish-dense-idiotic-dopey numbskull. And I'm telling you, that's no exaggeration. For a sixteen year old, he's very immature and extremely childish. He even has this weird fetish with the color black. You see where I'm getting at? If you thought of him as being an emo or a goth, cue weird buzzer sound. Enk! Wrong! He's not even any of the two. What I'm telling you is he's just plain weird.

Okay, so maybe I've exaggerated a little bit. I mean, if he was indeed like that, then he should be living in the shadows right now and can't be anywhere near my apartment. My apartment, my rules. That means no ignorant-dimwitted-foolish-dense-idiotic-dopey numbskulls. Which he is. Heh. I'm pretty sure I'm confusing you right now, so let's just move on.

"What!" I asked, annoyed at him for letting me step out of my ever sacred room.

"It's the sink. Again," he said, glaring at the monstrosity that is the sacrosanct sink. You see how silly he is? Glaring at an inanimate object?

I rolled my eyes and checked what's wrong. Again, don't ask how, but I'm somehow good with plumbing. Cool, right? The son of a bi- Okay, what are you thinking? I'm going to say biznessman, genius. And if you were wondering, I'm rolling my eyes.

As I was saying, the son of a businessman, a plumber. You see what I'm talking about maintaining a reputation? It just doesn't really fit me. That's why I just keep reminding myself.

Just go with the flow. Go with the flow. The flow. Flow.

After a few minutes of meddling with the pipes with a few twist and turns. I finally found the problem.

"How did this get in there?" I pulled the ick-ily disgusting soft round black blob.

"Oh, cool. I've been looking for that all day yesterday," he said, grabbing the atrocity that clogged the pipes.

"What the hell, Nic!"

"What? I had to clean my disc and I was too tired to grab the washcloth."

"So instead, you used your sock? You were just too lazy," I said, getting up and sitting on a chair on the kitchen table. You see how weird he is? How would a sock even fit in the drain of the sink?

"What are you being all grumpy about?" he asked, messing with his shaggy black hair.

"Ugh!" I groaned while slamming my beloved head on the table. "I hate school."

"What? I know you don't love it but you didn't seem to mind last year." He grabbed an apple from the fridge and sat opposite me, staring at me with his dark eyes. I looked at him, hoping that it sent the message 'you know what I'm talking about'.

"Oh, right. You get to be the Rep. this year. The best running back in the history of Goode, afraid to be second year rep? C'mon, Perce. You're better than that," he said, munching the apple. Half of me was silently wishing that Queen Grimhilde poisoned his apple so he could just shut up in eternal slumber. Of course, half of me wasn't. That would just mean that my friend count would decrease. And right now, it's just three.

Wow. Percy's a cool kid and he only has three friends. What's up with that? Well, let me tell you something. Like I've said, I only go with the flow. I actually have tons of friends and I even pretend to get along with a few of them. But in actuality, I only have three real friends.

Along with Nico, the only other students I do get along with at school is my other cousin, Thalia, and my best friend, Grover.

Thalia Grace, fifteen (turning sixteen in December) but also in my year, is the daughter of my other uncle, Zeus. Now, you may be wondering, They're ages are close together. Well, let me summarize for you. Three rich, young, and dashing businessmen + one wicked and out-of-control party = three pregnant mothers. I hope you get the point. If you don't, then don't ask.

Grover Underwood, also sixteen and also in my year, is my best friend since we were twelve. He used to live with his family in Springfield, that is until he decided to move in with his Uncle Leneus here in New York. We met in Yancy Academy, and let's just say the rest is history.

"Percy!" Nico shook me. I slowly lifted my head and glared at him. I didn't notice I managed to fall asleep. "We're going to be late. Let's get going if you want to keep this apartment."

Technically, this isn't my apartment. You see, my mother, Sally Jackson, is a single mom when she raised me up. My dad actually has someone else as his wife. So, in reality, I was an accident. But my dad loves me anyways and I know it. He just has a hard time showing it. Unlike his wife, Amy, doesn't have a hard time showing her feelings towards me. And she loves me so much (Sarcasm people.).

This apartment is where my mom raised me up and we've lived here for years. That is until she married my stepfather, Paul Blofis, and she moved with him. I love my mom and my dad a lot, and Paul is also pretty much way up there, too. He's a teacher in Goode High, and is my teacher in English last year, and will be my Drama teacher this year.

As I was saying, this isn't my apartment. It's my mom's. But when she moved in with Paul, and after a few "Don't forget your homeworks!", "Don't ever be late!", and "No parties!", she finally gave in and let me stay here.

When Nico found out, he convinced he's dad that he'll be good and he'll behave, which is mostly the opposite of what he's doing. It was with my mother's help that Hades agreed to let Nico stay with me. My mother and Hades don't really get along, but he likes my mom better than Amy. So, there you go.

"Yeah, yeah." I stood up and headed to the bathroom. I washed my face and stared at the image on the mirror.

"Just go with the flow. Just go with the flow," I muttered.

"Here goes nothing." Inhaling deeply, I wiped my face with a towel and stepped out.

"Let's go."

"Annie!" a loud voice called. The young boy peeked through the door of the room. "Dad said you're going to be late."

"Sure, Matt. Tell dad I'm coming," the girl replied. She was dressed in a simple orange t-shirt and blue jeans. Her long blonde hair was tied in a simple ponytail with a few curls falling off on her face. She harshly shoved her things in her backpack and groaned.

"Honey, I can't reject the offer. It's the project of the century!" a man around the age of forty said. He messed with his sandy-colored hair as he spoke, his brown eyes gleaming with wide interest.

"Yeah, sure dad," the girl with curly blonde hair replied, her eyes not meeting his father's gaze.

"Annabeth, you can start over in Manhattan. I'm sure you'll find something that will interest you. You'll make tons of new friends," her father, Frederick, stated.

Annabeth sighed and hesitantly nodded, forcing a cheery smile. Her father grinned and started preparing for their move, not having any idea how his daughter's life has been, never making real friends in San Francisco. Sure, she does have people to hang out with, but they were just more like acquaintances than real friends. Even so, she will still miss them.

She inwardly sighed as she rubbed the tan skin of her arm. Staring outside her window, she thought, New York. New start. New life.

AN: Review, review, review! I hope you guys noticed the connections and phrases I used based from the original series. I really do hope you guys liked it.

And start thinking of ideas people! I'll eventually need them since I haven't really thought of how the story will go.