The Beginning of the End (J. Grace)

IV: Elara beats people up and Jason loves it

Jason's PoV:

A million girls and boys are falling over themselves for Jason, but Elara's not one of them. Why, Cupid? Why, Venus? Why?

But her surname kept on coming back to him: Castellan...

When she kept on saying "Luke" when she was passed out, she was talking about her brother. Not like he wasn't already her brother, but in the sense that he and Thalia are siblings: connected on both sides.

It doesn't change his view on her at all: she's her own person and he will not pin her to what her brother did. But, still, he can't help but think about it. It must have made the betrayal to the camp even harder on her.

Let's move away from that, now, shall we?

Yeah, let's.

First period was French for all of them -they were in the same class- and Jason was sat on the end of the row beside a mousy-looking boy, Leo was between two of the "popular" girls, Elara was next to a tough-looking guy and Piper and on the other side of Piper was a loud class-clown girl.

The moment they'd walked into the classroom, people scowled at Annabeth as though she had done something wrong... had she? Either way, Elara wasn't having any of it and glared daggers into all of them in turn; holding eye-contact until they looked away.

That class was boring, Jason sucks at languages: he can speak English and Latin because he grew up with those languages, but every time Annabeth tries to teach him Ancient Greek, he ends up accidently insulting her in incredibly colourful ways.

"Bonjour, Jordian." The teacher, Mr Rockwell called, silencing the room as he took attendance.

"Here." The guy beside Jason said dully.

"It's bonjour." The teacher corrected.

"Bonjour." He grumbled in response. Was this guy alright? He didn't really seem it.

The teacher continued taking attendance, once he was finished, he called Annabeth up to hand out the work sheets and books. She agreed without complaint and made her way around the classroom, handing them out. Although, she did "accidently" spill someone's bottle of water all over them when she threw the book to that person. They must've done something because Annabeth always has a reason.

"Ugh!" They cried in annoyance, pushing their chair back and raising their hands as they watched the water dribble from the table and onto the floor. "What was that for?" They complained, but Annabeth just looked back innocently. "Sir!" They cried, turning to the teacher for help. "Sir!"

"You shouldn't have had that bottle on your table anyway." He responded, not looking up from his laptop. "You know it's against school rules -now your book is wet."

"My book?!" They repeated incredulously. "Is that what your worried about? I'm soaking!"

"Please, get on with the task."

Annabeth smiled slightly in victory and Elara winked at her.

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Nothing else notable happened that day, really.

Although, come to think of it, lunch was pretty interesting...

He, Leo, Piper and Annabeth were all sat at a table together in the canteen, waiting for Elara to come back from her lesson (they were all in different classes before lunch).

The canteen was remarkably large with a high roof, bright white walls (stained with pasta sauce), a grey floor and about fifty long tables which could fit around twenty people on each one. There were four queues for food, too.