𝙸 𝙲𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜

𝚂𝟸𝙴𝟷: 𝙼𝚊'𝚊𝚖, 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸𝚜 𝚊 𝙷𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚔

Inspired by Community S2E2: "Accounting for Lawyers"

Frank POV

Frank does not need to be taking Greek and Roman mythology for his major in early education, but he agreed to it anyway because he likes having friends. When's he supposed to hang out with everyone if they're taking a class he's not in? They're a study group. Not having a class together would defeat the very reason they met in the first place.

Well, he did hear that Percy only started the group to get close to Annabeth, but Frank's grade in Latin did go up since joining, and he likes the friends he's made, so he doesn't really mind.

Octavian, their former TA, did not receive a good course evaluation from Frank, or from anyone else in their Latin class for that matter.

As it turns out, someone turned Octavian in for not having a legitimate degree. What do you know? A TA that isn't qualified to assist in teaching.

So no more Octavian, right? Frank thought so too. He was looking forward to the first semester of his sophomore year free of the creepy TA.

But, as usual, Frank's hopes are way too high.

He sits down on his first day of Greek and Roman Mythology in a chair that isn't in the back with all of the people that shop on Amazon during the lecture—he'd never be able to pay attention there—but not too close to the front either. Sure, the front row is a great way to make sure you're paying attention, but the one time you pull an all-nighter during midterms week...

Yeah. So Frank claims a spot in the third row for his study group. Jason and Annabeth will take the second row most likely, and Percy as well since he's head over heels for Annabeth. Hazel will sit next to Frank, Leo will sit on the other side of her, and Piper will do a full migration around the classroom before settling on the seat next to Leo.

Easy peasy?

No, not easy peasy.

"Well, hey there, Frankie. Looks like we've got a class together."

Frank almost screams like a little kid on his first roller coaster when Octavian sits next to him.

A more confident person might say, Hey, that seat is taken! Sorry!

But Frank is not a more confident person. He's a little shy, in fact.

So he just says, "Oh. Do you go here now?"

And that's how he learns that Octavian got busted for having an illegitimate degree, and about how he's finally going to pursue his lifelong dream of becoming a rapper.

Yeah, a rapper. Frank can't think of any rappers with college degrees off the top of his head, and to be completely honest, he can't think of any ways Greek and Roman Mythology could count towards a music degree.

Frank's actual friends file in front and behind him. He's sort of sandwiched between Creepy Octavian and the portrait of Mars on the wall, but he feels like it might be kind of mean to move. Octavian's only a few years older than them, and he probably is just trying to be friendly-

Frank, quit making excuses for people who make you uncomfortable! Annabeth's voice barks in his head. She's right. He needs to-

Frank rushes to silence his cell phone. Really? The barking ringtone? And on the first day of classes too.

He checks his phone and smiles when he sees his screensaver: the selfie he and his hockey teammates took together after their first and only win.

There's a text message from Piper: Pat your head and rub your tummy if you need rescuing!