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Blowing up your school sucked. Blowing up the school where your stepfather works, well that really takes the cake now doesn't it. Percy hated changing schools, he hated the position it put his mom in and he hated having to meet all new people every 6 months or so because he couldn't seem to stay away from trouble. Well more like trouble couldn't seem to stay away from him. Goode, was well good. He had finally made some friends and some people from camp even attended there! But here he was starting all over again at Midtown. If Percy didn't feel like he fit in at his other schools, well he really felt out of place here. But he did manage to find solace with 3 teens that seemed to be the outcasts at the school. Percy had first met Peter in his English class. Peter had caught him squinting at the board and leaned forward whispering the assignment to him. Percy became quick friends with the rest of the gang after that. They seemed to be the only people at that school that valued being kind. And if Percy was completely honest he was competently infatuated with the hopefulness and passion in the way Peter Parker talked about everything he did.
Later that week in English they were assigned to do a project on the Odyssey and Percy couldn't help but smirking throughout class each time their teacher told them something wrong. Peter and Percy decided to work with each other on their presentation and Percy poured his heart and soul into the assignment because he knew for once he had all the right answers...and he couldn't bare to let Peter down. One night Percy stayed over for dinner when they were working on it. On his way to the subway when he began leaving to catch his train he came across a lion headed goat. Great, couldn't think of a better way to end my day, he thought pulling Riptide out of his pocket. He threw down his backpack and began charging at the irritating beast. He was able to stab it in the leg before flames erupted from it's mouth. Percy quickly called on water to wash out the beast when he saw a web fly down from above. Then another. Before a masked figure swung down from a building near him and began wrapping up the pesky chimera. Sure, he knew about Spiderman from YouTube, even though he didn't have a phone you couldn't really go anywhere in New York without hearing his name. Spiderman was Queens’ pride and joy, but still it was a bit shocking to see the figurehead wrapping up one of his enemies. Percy sort of figured Spiderman was a more friendly neighborhood type of guy but apparently he minored in Greek monsters too, or at least he does now. Percy quickly shook himself out of his shock before using the situation to his advantage and finishing the beast, causing gold dust of scatter everywhere. Percy turned back to the formerly masked figure to give him his thanks hoping he wouldn't be asked to many questions before he felt a lump form in his throat. Standing in front of him clutching the aforementioned spiderman mask was the incredulous face of Peter Parker himself. ”Percy, is...is that you?” he asked.
Oh Styx, Percy thought, This just made things a lot more complicated.