Goode For The Seven

Tours and Tolerating

Aieeeeee is everyone having a nice day?

This is my second chapter for the story, enjoy! 

(Once again, I do not own PJO HOO TOA and all of the Riordanverse stuff.)

Principal Thompson

 "Ah, the new students!" exclaimed Principal Thompson (he would never get used to welcoming new students), "Welcome to your first day of Goode High School!" 

 "Hello!" smiled Piper. (Gosh he had spent three minutes of his precious life memorizing the six names of the new kids like what the-) 

 Leo gave a two finger salute. 

 "So, I think I gave you an overall info about our school, last Saturday. Now it's time to see for yourselves." (thank god he didn't have to give the whole speech all over again) "I have a special someone to do that-Bradley?" he called. 

 Bradley, who had been waiting in front of his office, stepped inside. ('Nice boy,' Principal Thompson thought approvingly)

 "Your the new guys," Bradley grinned, "C'mon, I'll show you around." 

 "Have a great time," Principal Thompson said. 

 Good. Now he could finally get back to playing chess all by himself. 

 And winning. 

Jason 

 "So those are those are the lockers," Bradley pointed at the -er, lockers (as smart as Jason was, he'd never known the actual definition of lockers; in his defense, they were lockers!) 

 Bradley was a boy with sandy brown hair, freckles, and glasses. He was at least an inch smaller than Jason, his blue eyes not quite matching the rest of his appearance. He looked like a nerd, but the way he stood, confident and all, made him seem like an extrovert; maybe even a jock. 

 Annabeth folded her arms and frowned, "Where's the library?" 

 Bradley ignored her and went on, "That's the water fountain. That's Classroom 205. That's the Girl's bathroom-" 

 "We can see that, thank you very much-"

 "-and that's the Boy's bathroom." 

 Right. Those two had a rough start. The moment the seven of them had stepped out of the Principal's Office, Bradley had made a dumb blonde joke. Annabeth had been (and still was) highly offended by his comment. 

 Ever since then, they were trying to bite each other's head off. 

 "Dude, when are you going to actually show us stuff?" Piper asked, "Like, instead of just standing here and pointing at anything and everything?" 

 Bradley's face reddened, "I was going to. Now." He started to walk away and the six demigods followed him. 

 Hazel murmured something to Frank, who passed it on to Leo, who asked, "Where's the Art Room?" 

 "We're getting to that part," Bradley grumbled. 

 Apparently, the kid didn't like to be bossed around. 

 Jason could practically feel Annabeth's annoyance growing every second. 

 Bradley stopped in front of a door and opened it, "So this is the Art Room." 

 When Frank went in and turned on the lights, Jason was amazed. 

 There were drawings, probably painted by students their age, hanging on the walls. Paint was splattered here and there, as if the room itself was a piece of art.