Demigods in High School? ~This'll be a flop, won't it?~

Austin Greenfield (Percy)

So, nobody commented any character ideas in for while, and I got antsy. Don't judge. I'm also aware of how short this author's note is. (Also, there's an F-bomb in this story, so keep that in mind and please don't report me since I've now given you fair warning.)
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Austin's POV:

Hey, peasants. (Don't ask. Just, please, don't.) I'm Austin Greenfield, the star athlete for the swim team at my high school. I could be labeled as a "jock," but what makes me really stand out is that I'm a son of Poseidon.
I mean, not actually, but I needed something to boost my popularity. Right in my time of need, the gods revealed themselves, so I simply claimed to be something called a demigod.
Everyone at Goode High (It's Percy's school, and it's also his chapter right now, so why not, right? In this story, it's a high school as well as a reform middle school. Also CRINGE!) believed me and bowed down at my feet, except for one guy: Prissy Jackson. He for some reason saw through my lie meant to up my ranks, and didn't believe me!
But really, who cares about him, anyway. He has an imaginary girlfriend and wears really weird glasses so nobody can see the color of his eyes (he probably has Heterochromia, which says a lot about his personal life). But he acts blind when they're on, and that's most likely what makes him clumsy as fuck.
Today was the day for the Goode High Swim Team tryouts, and I was determined to become captain; that way, people would believe me to be the son of the sea god even more, and drown out Percy's protests for good. (He can't drown though..) It was 5th hour at the moment, which was Greek Mythology. I wasn't paying attention, though. I mean, no one bothered me about it, since they thought I had it all down by now. But when I looked over at that Percy Jackson, I saw that he wasn't paying attention either! Who did he think he was, acting like he already knew everything?

Time named Skip. (It's a time skip. I have no idea where I was going with that.)

I walked out of the locker room with my homies, to see none other than—
"Prissy Jackson?!" I spat.
He looked over to me. "Hey, Greenfield," he said, like we're best friends. And he actually had the nerve to smile, too!
I marched over to him and said "What are you doing here? You don't actually think you stand a chance at making the team, do you?" I laughed at the stupidity of it all.
"We'll see," he said before walking away. Walking away from me! And he even still had his glasses on, the dork!
I brushed it off though, and took solace in the fact that he was about to eat my dust. Or, in this case, water spray. I rolled my eyes to myself and continued on to the pool for warm ups.
After warm ups were done, we started racing each other. I was obviously the best, but Prissy Jackson was somehow in second place! Trust me when I say, there had to have been some kind of magic involved!
Me and the dork himself lined up at the edge of the pool. All the spots on the team were already filled, both of us being a part of it, but this race would determine who was going to be team captain.
"Ready to lose?" I sneered. I noticed he was wearing water goggles instead of his glasses now, so I still couldn't quite place his eye color. He looked at me and smirked. Smirked!
"Funny, I was just about to say the same thing," he replied cheerfully. I snarled and prepared to jump in and beat him.
Boom. The shot went off, and Percy immediately sprang in. I leapt in after him only a second later, but then the weirdest thing happened. As much as I tried to swim forward in the water, it was as if the water itself wouldn't allow it! And Prissy over there was faster than the speed of light!
The race of over in 3 seconds flat, him back to the starting point, and me never having left it. Everyone was gawking, but not at me. At Percy.
I looked over and saw what they were staring at. He'd taken off his goggles, and we could finally see his eye color. It was a brilliant shade of sea green. As we watched him, a kind of blue-ish aura surrounded around him. It disappeared, and he chose then to be self conscious.
"What was that?!" Mandy, his friend asked. (I know, right? Prissy Jackson having friends? How laughable.)
"Sorry," he said sheepishly. "But I kinda' cheated there. . ."
"Hah!" I screamed, taking everyone aback. "How?"
He looked at me confused. "Well, I'm the son of the sea god." He said as if it were as casual as talking about the weather.
He was met with shouting and even more stares.
"Let me explain," he offered. "My name's Percy Jackson, Son of the Sea God, Defeater of the minotaur, survived of Tartarus, yada yada yada, a bunch of other titles that I can't be bothered with right now. Though, sad as it is, I can't stay here now that I've told you all. Bye!"
And with that, the water in the pool scooped him up, and threw him out the window, leaving behind a bunch of shocked and star struck kids, an empty pool, and a broken window.

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Yeah, I know, not one of my finest moments, but I was struggling, okay?! I just-ugh- I procrastinated. I have no excuse. I literally just did my math homework we got in class today. It's a Thursday night. Wait until like, 3 something for updates, though, 'cause I can't be seen writing this kind of stuff in school. (That was a reference.)

So, yeah. Word count: 1019.

And with that, I hope you have an awesome rest of your day! Bye!
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