The Time-turner Chronicles

|1| Chapter 2: I'm going Cosmic Rollercoaster

Buckle up, folks! We're diving back into the wild world where Percy, the Kanes, and Magnus Chase might just pop in for a surprise party. Or maybe not. I'm keeping you on your toes because predicting my moves is like trying to catch a greased pig at a carnival. Also, don't expect Percabeth, because, let's be real, that ship sailed and landed in the Bermuda Triangle.
(Disclaimer: Brace yourselves for some wild grammar rides because English isn't my native tongue. Sorry, not sorry.Also Im switching the writing style a bit as I don't think I can continue the same tone from the previous chapter)

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(Percy's Mind Circus)

Fast forward to math class, and the universe decided to throw me curveballs. I failed at math (big surprise), but then I heard laughter in my head – a playful, invisible stand-up comedian. Enter Chaos.

 "What in the River Styx just happened?" I blurted out, my voice breaking the awkward silence that had settled over the classroom. Cue the collective eye rolls and annoyed glances from my classmates. Classic Percy, always managing to make a scene.

Classmates, check. Aged-back Percy, check. Class reunion vibe, double-check. It felt like those awkward TV reunions, except they saw me yesterday, and I'm the only one thinking this is a reunion. Awkwardly awesome.

But let's backtrack a bit, shall we? Here I was, back at Yancy Academy, the place where my demigod journey all began. And to make things even more bizarre, I seemed to have been de-aged along with the time jump. So, there I stood, surrounded by a bunch of kids I hadn't seen in ages. It was like one of those cheesy TV reunions where everyone reminisces about the good old days. Except, in my case, my classmates had probably forgotten about me the moment I disappeared into the world of gods and monsters. Oh well, at least I got a one-sided trip down memory lane.

"Mr. Jackson!" Mrs. Dodds—scratch that, Alecto, one of Hades' furious furie-fanclub.—called out, snapping me back to reality. 

"Yes, Ma'am!" I chimed in, trying to shake off the surreal feeling of being back in her math class. And of course, the class erupting in laughter. 

Still the class clown, huh?

Mrs. Dodds shot me a look that could curdle milk, which was saying something considering she was already pretty sour to begin with. I couldn't help but wonder how I never picked up on her whole "I secretly want to drag you to the Underworld" vibe before. Then again, most of my teachers weren't exactly thrilled to have me around, so it wasn't exactly a new experience.

As Mrs. Dodds droned on about some math problem that might as well have been written in ancient Greek for all I understood, I heard this faint laughter in the back of my mind – a playful, invisible stand-up comedian. It was playful, almost teasing. Naturally, I did what any sane person would do—I whipped around to see who was laughing, only to find... absolutely no one.

And then, cue the internal freak-out. "You gotta be kidding me," I muttered under my breath.

'Chaos?' I tentatively probed the recesses of my mind, half-expecting to be met with silence.

'The one and only,' came the smug reply, though I swear I could practically see her imaginary smirk.

And just like that, I found myself engaged in a mental tête-à-tête with the primordial embodiment of cosmic disorder. Because, you know, my life wasn't already complicated enough.

"Can you answer my question?" Mrs Dodds asked and pointed at the board. 

On it was a mathematical formula written, if I remember it correctly it had to do something with Pythagoras but I wasn't sure.