Odd Sleeping Habits (Pjo crossovers)

Karma's Very Good at Lying

Author- *writes chapter on google docs on school chromebook then transfers it to wattpad* 

Characters- *holding their breath*

Author- *pastes it and sighs when it works out* Phew...

Characters- Yay! Yes... Wahoo!

Percy- Back in business!

Author- Well, it'll still be slow, BUT there WILL be updates! Probably just for this book though, at least for now. Gotta convince my parents of a few things... *pointed glare at pretend parents*

Leo- But enough of their boring talking, onto the story!

Still Percy's P.O.V.

Walking back to the classroom was... awkward to say the least with me trying not to notice Karma and Nagisa's obviously flushed cheeks while also trying painstakingly hard not to get too close to the glasses guy and his unnatural robotic march. It was... very creepy. Finally, though we arrived at the door and that little sign above that read A-1.

"A-1, huh. That's our classroom? I thought it was 1-A?" I mutter under my breath. Unfortunately I didn't mutter it muttering enough because glasses boy hears.

"What do you mean? It says 1-A." He asks, confusion on his face.

"Ooooh, I'm dyslexia. It's not as bad now, but... still bad as you can tell from my little mistake." I explain and he nods, seemingly less confused with that cleared up. Opening the door, demigod reflexes told me to duck and demigod reflexes are ALWAYS right. I don't question it. I drop to the floor right there and then, not going to risk it. Sure enough, seconds later a blur of purple barrels into glasses boy and sends him flying just narrowly missing me from where I sit in a crouch on the floor. Then I stand up and enter the room. To say it's complete chaos would be an understatement. Chaos really is a theme wherever I seem to go, I note to myself as I swerve in, around, and under limbs, objects, and powers until I get to the teacher's desk.

"Sir? Me and my friends are going to attend this class from now until we can get home, okay?" I ask. My only response I get is a barely seen nod of his head. Taking this as a yes, I make my way to the back of the classroom and pull three spare desks out of a corner and line them up behind this boy with two hair colors, another boy with black hair slicked down and elbow things, and a sweet looking puffy brown haired girl. I take my seat behind the two hair colored boy and invited Nagisa and Karma, where they stand uncertainly at the door, over to sit in the two seats beside me. They do, much slower than me, but still managing to make it all the way over to me and take their seats at the back of the class where the chaos is at it's least. From my perspective it seems to be mainly against that green haired boy and the rude pineapple head.

"Who are you?" The boy in front of me asks as he finally takes notice of me, turning at looking at me allowing me a better look at him as well. A scar frames his left eye which is blue while the other eye is brown. Cooool...

"Percy Jackson." I answer. Short and simple. Except he looks at me weird.

"I'm Karma and the blue boy next to me is Nagisa!" Karma buts it, not that I don't mind. He was giving me a distrustful kind of look.

"Hello, I'm Shoto Todoroki." He answers. Thanks to Nagisa and Karma, I can tell it's a Japanese name and his first name is Shoto which I desperately want to call him by, but I'll ask him. Just slip it into the conversation an-

"Can I call you Shoto?" I ask bluntly and straightforward. So much for slipping it in, Percy.

"Uh, sure." He answers not seeming that phased. I sigh in relief of that. THen I decide to ask the question I think we've all been wanting to ask.

"So, what's up with all the fighting?" I question and he sighs.

"Bakugo." He states as an answer then turns back to watch the green haired boy almost getting set on fire. Seeing this, he finally stands up and lifts his right hand. In a second the floors and walls are lightly frosted while angry pineapple who I assume is Bakugo finds himself in a block of ice.

"Icyhot, how dare you! Let me at Deku, you bastard!" He rages at Shoto who doesn't even look at him as he walks over and stares down at Deku with raised eyebrow in a questioning glance.

"I'm fine Todoroki, no worries!" Broccoli boy says and I smile in slight relief at hearing this. Sparring is good, but I felt that that wasn't a regular spar or at least the classroom was not the correct place to do it.

"By the way, we have new students." Shoto announces nodding his head towards us before making his way back to his deck after heating the room hot enough to melt the ice down to water and then evaporating it. Only then does he stop and the room temperature goes back to normal. Everyone turns to look at us and I grin and wave.

"Aren't you those people who came through that portal?" A girl with long black hair pulled back in a ponytail asks.

"We're actually transfer students who got caught up with a villain on our way here and your teachers must have wanted it to be a surprise which is why you haven't heard of us! Sorry about startling you, we must have been tossed around a bit and our minds were a bit jumbled." Karma lies with confidence and ease convincing seemingly almost all the students. Some of them still had distrustful expressions, Shoto being one of them. But before he can start questioning us the door bangs open. LOUDLY.

"HELLO, CLASS 1A! I SEE YOU HAVE MET THE NEW TRANSFER STUDENTS!"