hi i is not rick riordan. I am aware that Percy has a pen but i like to toucher him so just go with it

Leo pov

From what I could tell, we were all in big trouble.

A mortal kid who could see through the mist reported us for having weapons at school. So here we sat, Frank, Nico, Percy, Jason, and I, in Mrs. Callahan's math room, waiting to be expelled.

Mr. Molstus, the principal, walked in an said "You are not going to be expelled today."

We all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nor will you serve detention."

Better then I could have dreamed.

"You will, however, take an extra curricular activity," and the dream keeps going "of my choosing."

And it stops.

"Sir" Nico said "Doesn't that violate the 8th amendment for cruel and unusual punishment?"

"No, as a matter if fact Mr. Di Angelo, it does not."

Percy asked what we would be taking. Would Mr. Molstus assign me death by competitive diving?

"Mr. Jackson, choir." Percy's jaw just about hit the ground "Mr. Grace, Drama." Jason fell out of his chair. "Mr. Di Angelo, competitive swimming." If possible, Nico paled even more "I plead the 8th." he mumbled.

"Mr. Zhang, orchestra. You'll be on the cello." I hope the mist hid the fact that Frank just turned into a comilian and disguised himself as part of the chair. "And, finally, Mr. Valdez," Oh no, I prayed for tech ed "Foot ball."

"I hope you mean soccer." I said.

"No Mr. Valdez. I mean American football."

oh dear.