A/N: Hey! This is my first PJATO fanfic (that is not a crossover). So, yeah. Excuse my grammer, English is not my native language.

Yes, this is another "The-demigods-goes-to-school" fanfic. But the main plot is different :)

And, I don't know the standard American educational system, so, cut me some slack. I'm using my knowledge from other fanfictions. I'm a Filipino, 'nuff said.

Oh, and this is a Percabeth story, not a Perachel. Just so you know. This happened after the Great War against Gaea.

Now, Onward, demigods (or mortals)! To the story!

Percy POV

I walk through the halls of Goode High, my blue backpack slung over one of my shoulders. Sigh, another school year trying to survive every teenager's, whether demigod or not,'s worst nightmare (or so says my mortal friends): High school

As I go to my locker, girls keep on winking at me or wave at me or even twist their hair with their fingers.

Wow, I never thought ADHD was contagious. Maybe they have muscle problems?

Maybe I am radiating ADHD, like the way Nico radiates death.

"Jackson" a familiar voice calls me. Speak of the devil and he shall appear

"Nico?" I turn around and see Nico di Angelo, wearing his usual all-black outfit.

The only thing he didn't have was his Stygian iron sword and his aviator jacket, which was replaced with a black, studded leather jacket. He had a pure black bag slung over his shoulder. I swear I saw faces writhing in agony in it, clawing at the bag as if trying to escape (which they probably were)

"Yep. I am here. No need to gape at me like a janitor fish, Perce" he says.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, after the mini-state of shock.

"Going to school" he says matter-of-factly. His face was blank.

"Yeah, I think I can see that, but why are you in the school?"

He shrugs "Hades thought that it was better if a son of his would be better educated with the living than the dead. Considering that the last time I went to school, I was ten years old and I the only thing I learned is not to call the teacher a big bag of garbage dumped in a boiling jar of acid, covered in poo and then shaped into a wrinkled humanoid"

If he had a deadly serious expression, I would have been in hysterics. But I saw a smirk on his lips, which kinda died down the laughter. "Why Goode?" I ask.

"Dunno. Maybe because it's the one where you are staying. Dad says that 'If a school can survive the sea spawn, then it can survive my child' " Nico says in a weak impersonation of Hades' voice.

"Okay, so I'm guessing you'll be a freshmen?" I ask, but he shooks his head.

"Nope, luckily, my grades in American history was very high, in fact I was there when it happened. Because of my high knowledge, they accelerated me from freshmen to senior"

"Uh-hu" I say, "So, where is your locker?"

He looks at me. "I don't know"

"You still haven't gone to the principal's office?"

"Actually, I was kinda thinking...if you could, you know..." he shrugs.

"You want me to get your schedule?" I ask. He nods.

"I'm not your servant, Nico. Why can't you do it yourself?" I complain.

He lifts his hands up, his palms facing me, and starts to move it in random circles, "Serve me, Perseus" he chants, staring into my eyes.

"Are you kidding?" I laugh. At least he learns a bit of humor rather than being the emo guy he acts to be.

"No, I'm Nico. Now, come one!" he says, pulling me along the hallway.

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Few minutes later, we were lost. All thanks to a certain son of Hades whose name begins with an N, ends with an O, and has IC in the middle.

Yes, it's Greg.

I'm kidding, It's Mr. We-can-find-that-office-without-the-map-I-mean-com e-on-We-survived-a-war-I'm-sure-we-can-survive-hig h-school-hallways, Nico di Angelo.

Thankfully, school starts later for the first day (which is one thing I love about Goode) so we had enough time to shadow travel around the school, but we still can't find that damned office. I know where the principal's office is, actually. But, with Nico shadow-traveling me at random places at the school, I lost track. I heard a guy saying that the principal's office has been relocated.

Great, just great.

I think the principal's office is the new labyrinth. You just can't find the entrance.

After minutes of walking, Nico finally sat down on the stairs, tired.

"That's it. I give up" He says. I was about to give my sarcastic reply until a girly voice calls my name behind me.

"Percy!" the girl says and wraps me in a hug.

Normally, I would have shoved these kind of girls away and say "I have a girlfriend" and walk away, but this wasn't one of those girls. It feels...familiar, like a friendly hug. I hugged back and felt her frizzy red hair up my nose. I pull back and look at the red-head.

"Rachel!" I exclaim, smiling.

After her transformation into the Oracle, we agreed to be friends, nothing more, nothing less. Annabeth is okay with the hugs and the brotherly/sisterly kisses on the cheeks. Heck, one time I almost called her my sister, but that's another story.

She was wearing a loose, maroon DIY shirt that reads "My home is a cave. Therefore I am a caveman". (Yes, her sense of humor has improved. Ironic how her shirt is telling the truth.) She has her trademark marker-written and fork-poked blue jeans and her white sneakers were the ones we (Me, Thalia and Annabeth) doodled one time with neon highlighters.

She even had the green backpack the Stolls gave to her as a victory gift when she out-pranked them. They commented that, 'It's the same color of the smoke that comes out of your mouth whenever you tell a prophecy'. Yeah, they're awesomely humorous like that.

She had a neon pink head band to hold back her longer-and-frizzier red hair. She has her violet shawl around her neck, like the one she usually wears at camp. She looked like a unicorn showered her with random colors and she doesn't care about the weird stares some of the girls are giving her.

Yep, just Rachel.

"Gods, I missed you!" she says.

She starts using the expressions Oh my gods, What the Hades, Holy Hephaestus, and etc because of camp. The campers practically influenced her. Did you know she tried to out-prank the Stolls, and the Stolls lost! Yes, unbelievable, I know, but I think I already told you that.

"I missed you too" I laugh.

"Ehem" Nico clears his throat, "If you guys would like to avoid me, then I'll be on my way" he stands up.

"Oh, Nico. Of course I didn't forget about you" Rachel smiles (evilly, if I might add. But I think it was just the way she trails of the "you" part). She quickly envelops him in a tight hug, making Nico blush.

Look, before you guys go "OMGS, Nico like Rachel, blah, blah" and etc, let me get this straight: Nico blushes at any contact with a girl. I don't know why, but he does.

"Umm, yeah. Hi" he stammers. Rachel releases then looks at us.

"So, let me guess, you guys are looking for the office?" she smiles.

"How do you know?" I ask

"I can see the future" she shakes her fingers in front of my face, as if expecting glitters to fall out from her fingertips.

"Come on" she laughs and leads us to numerous hallways, stairs and doors. I swear, I thought Goode was smaller than this.

While walking, I decide to end the not-so-awkward-silence.

"So, why are you in Goode, Rach?" I ask

"Apollo said that he didn't want his new Oracle to be illiterate, - and, no Percy, I will not explain what 'illiterate' is-, so he decided to let me go to school." she explains.

"I thought you went to that all-girls school?" Nico asks

"Nah, Apollo said to my father that Goode was better because I won't be awkward and ignorant towards boys. My dad pretty much absorbed it all and enrolled me here"

"Where is Apollo now?"

She snaps her head at me, her eyes glowing slightly in a green tint. I reached out and got ready to catch her. Nico also too. But she just stood there while we reached out under her, our arms lined like a stretcher.

"What are you guys doing?" she asks us.

"We thought you were going to say another prophesy" Nico says.

The two of us must really look stupid. Students in the hallway were giving us looks. Well, they were giving Nico the looks. Girls were looking at Rachel with jealousy like Oh my gods, why does he get to catch her and not me kind of look.

"Why?" Rachels raises her eyebrows

"You suddenly stopped at snapped your head at Percy in a swift motion" Nico answers. We still haven't moved from our stance.

She blinks, and starts laughing.

"Guys, I'm trained just like you. Monsters are starting to attack me too because of the Spirit of Delphi inside me. I just snapped my head at his direction because a bird flew right through the window next to him" she laughs.

"Oh..." we say

"Since you guys are frozen in that position, I might as well take advantage to that" she props herself up so she was sitting on our arms. She was surprisingly light and we didn't have trouble carrying her.

"Now, forward my steeds!" she says in a British accent and points forward. We carry her, following her directions (while hiding our faces from the student body and the faculty) and we place her down when we reach the principal's office.

"So, who's going in first?" Nico asks

"Ladies first" Rachel gestures to the door. She was smiling at Nico.

"Thank you for volunteering, Ms. Dare" he says and pushes her in.

When we entered, we were introduced with an amazing sight.

Thalia was sitting there, arguing with the principal's secretary (who was supposed to be the one giving us our locker numbers and our schedules) while the Stolls were sitting on the floor. Katie was playing with the little daffodil next to the secretary, making it wilt, then reviving it again. Malcolm was sitting on the other chair, trying to talk to the secretary calmly while Thalia was shouting at her. The secretary just stared and argued back at Thalia, giving a little attention to Malcolm. Piper, who was playing with the little braids on her hair, was sitting on the floor opposite to the Stolls. When she saw us, she smiled and waved.

Thalia continues arguing "Look here, I didn't travel all the way here just to-"

"We will not make all of your schedules the same, Ms. Grace. That many dem-"

"We know what happens, Missy! We are trained to kill-"

"What about the other students?"

"To Tartarus to the other students! I'll make them think that a stray airplane crashed and we are trying to break it apart with sticks!"

I clear my throat and divert all the attention to me. Thalia was dressed in her punk clothes: black combat boots, leather jacket, ripped jeans, Green day shirt and her studded/spiked bracelet. Her charm bracelet was still there, also her circlet that symbolizes her as a lieutenant. Her hair was in it's usual spiky 'do

"Percy?" she asks, "What are you doing here?"

"To get our-" I point to the three of us, "-schedules" I direct it to the secretary.

"Ah yes, Percy Jackson, Nico di Angelo and our new Oracle, Rachel Dare" she says, looking at the computer.

"How do you-"

"She's a demigod, Rachel. She fought in the war" Thalia answers Rachel.

The secretary looks up, "Yes, I'm May, daughter of Apollo" she smiles, showing her dazzling white teeth, "Chiron has some demigods assigned to work at schools to keep track of newer demigods"

" Newer demigods?" I ask.

She nods, "After your request to the gods to claim their children, demigods begin improving their abilities. Satyr aren't more accessable because of the wild, so some older demigods volunteer to watch over them. After the Great war, we decide to continue doing our previous jobs."

"Okay, so um...what are you guys fighting about?"

"Ms. Secretary over here won't change the schedules" Thalia answers.

"The number of demigods in one class will attract monsters, Thalia" May says.

"So?"

Piper steps forward. "May, I think it's better if the demigods from Camp Half-Blood will be in the same classroom, besides elective. Imagine if Percy, Thalia and Nico are in the same room and a bunch of monsters attack them and the others are too far away to hear the commotion. What will happen?" she says. My eyes start to glaze over until I realize she was charmspeaking.

The others were agreeing with her, nodding and saying "Yeah" "She's right".

May blinked then sighed, "Well, you are right."

She types something in her computer and the printer starts beeping. It prints out 9 copies of schedules and hands them to us.

"Okay guys, since you probably can't read this, I'll read it out loud" she says and puts on her glasses. We sigh in relief.

"First period: Homeroom

Second: Math (guys, I don't know the subjects in highschool :D. I'm still in gr.7)

Third: Literature

Fourth: Technology

Fifth: PE

LUNCH

Sixth: Social Studies

Seventh: Mythology

Eighth: Elective"

"Wait, what do you mean 'Mythology'?" Travis asks.

"This subject teaches mythology as a whole. For the first 7 months, you'll be learning Greek" she smiles, "and the remaining months will be Roman"

She hands them out to each of us. "You're lockers are in consecutive. Percy's will be 306, Thalia's will be 305,Nico's will be 301, Travis' will be 300, Connor's 299, Malcolm's 302, Katie's 304 and Piper's 303 and Rachel's 308" she waves us off.

When we exited, I look at all of them and open my arms, "What are you guys doing here?" I ask, smiling. The twins envelop me in a hug, including Katie and Piper.

"Well, Chiron thought that most of the campers are too oblivious to the education of normal mortals, so he decided to-" Piper was cut off by the bell.

"We will continue this later" I say, "Come on, we have class to go to"

I pull them along, heading towards our room. I have the feeling that I'll survive this year.

Suddenly, Travis trips and pulls Connor, Katie and Piper down.

Okay, maybe they won't. But I will

A/N: Yeah, I'll update soon. The second chapter is already made :)