Semidio High, Room 4

The blonde boy reaches into his pocket, feeling for the familiar slip of paper. He wants to check the amount again, although it's already imprinted in his mind. But it's not there. He visibly pales, and reaches into the other pocket. Perhaps he put it there? The paper isn't in the pocket-instead, there's a bulging envelope. He opens the envelope, curious, and is obviously surprised. The envelope contains wads of hundred-dollar bills, plus the slip of paper. The boy draws out the paper, and sees the smiley face drawn in pencil on it. He looks around, wondering which classmate or who in the school had done this.

The brown-haired girl sees the results of her handiwork from the desk next to the boy's, and smiles, pleased with the outcome. But as the boy looks around, she glances back at the teacher and pretends to continue writing in her notebook.

Across the room, the boy with the sea-green eyes has returned to his normal self, awkward and unsocial. He takes a sip of water from his "Semidio High Swim Team" water bottle, and feels energy returned to his veins. He leans back and stretches, oblivious to the teacher's accusing glare. "Mr. Jackson, care to tell our class the answer to number 42?" He glances up at the teacher, wide-eyed.

Meanwhile, the grey-eyed girl waves her hand in the air. She has finished the problem, as well as the twenty after it. The teacher relents and picks her to answer, which she does in a medium-loud voice. "Correct as always, Ms. Chase," the teacher sighs, and the girl beams. She glances over at "Mr. Jackson" and finds him hunched over his textbook, pencil furiously scribbling on his notebook. Probably catching up with the class, she thinks, and goes back to her own work. Little does she know that the "secretary" Mrs. Aphrodite, is watching the two of them with a secret smile, already planning how to get them together. Along with about a billion other couples. (A/N: Here come the Olympians! :D)

Semidio High, Gym-After School

The swimming coach, Coach Poseidon, watches the team gliding through the water. "Faster, Solosi! Look at Jackson, there's a reason why he's the swim team leader!" Poseidon barks, folding his arms across his Hawaiian-themed shirt. Once again, "Jackson" is streaking through the water like a human bullet, and a few moments has reached the other end of the pool. He grins teasingly at his friends, and climbs out. The swim team members have grown so close that they know each other's emails and phone numbers, etc. The full team gathers on the pool edge: Zach Solosi, Brendan Davies, Dylan Fukamaso, Winston Zhang, and Perseus (Percy) Jackson.

Unbeknownst to the swimmers, the grey-eyed girl and some of her other friends have gathered there to watch the swim team practice. Her friend Elena Tsaio (A/N: one of my real friends :P) is glancing at Winston, unknowingly blushing. The grey-eyed girl herself is watching "Jackson," before she diverts her attention to the whole team.

In her office, Mrs. Aphrodite squeals loudly enough to wake up Principal Zeus, who was taking a quick nap. "OMG! She likes him! She likes him!" She squeals, and Principal Zeus sticks his head out of his office, attempting to get the other secretary, Ms. Athena, to calm her partner down.