As Percy walked into the locker room, she suddenly came to a realization.
They're going to be able to see my scars.
The scars on her back hadn't completely healed yet --there was only so much ambrosia and nectar could handle. The whole locker room would get a free look at her back.
Percy frantically combed through the locker room, trying to look for a secluded spot where she could change without too many disturbances. This earned a few questioning glances from the other girls, but they seemed too busy talking with their friends to care.
By then, Percy was full out hyperventilating. She tried calming herself down, hoping that she could make it through day without a panic attack.
Maybe they won't care. Maybe they'll just let her be.
Oh, who was she kidding? They're a bunch of teenagers, of course someone or the other is going to gossip about it.
A tap on her shoulder snapper her out of her thoughts, "Umm... Percy? Are you alright?"
She slowly turned around as she tried to calm herself, "Y-yeah-" she cleared her throat, steadying her shaking voice "- I'm fine, I just don't want to change in front of other people."
"Oh no, don't worry about it. Lots of girls in the school like their privacy. We have a few changing stalls in the back over there. At least one should be open."
Percy sighed in relief, "Thank you so much."
"No problem. Are you sure you're all right? You looked a bit panicky over there."
"Yeah, I'm fine, just new school jitters."
"Well, tell me if you need anything. I'd be happy to help"
Well, that's one problem solved. Now to absolutely thrash everyone in gym class. Just because she was suppose to keep herself on the down low, doesn't mean she can't show off a bit.
~OoOoooOh Magical Time Skip~
Dick was actually looking forward to gym for once. Usually he would try to tone down his athletic abilities, as not to give his identitiy away.
Gym promises to be an interesting class today. Let's see what this supposed 'terrorist' is made of.
He walked out of the locker room and sat on the mats laying on the gym floor. He started stretching out his muscles, knowing that the gym teacher was definitly going to make them run laps as a warm up.
Hmmm, wonder when Percy's going to be done changing?
As if on cue, the ravenette basically strutted out of the girl's locker room, oozing confidence. Her eyes caught his as she went to the other side of the gym to start a few stretches of her own. Maintaining eye contact, the two teenagers started each other down, neither one ready to raise the white flag.
"ALL RIGHT MAGGOTS, GET IN LINE!"
To Percy's suprise - and delight - Coach Hedge was standing in the middle of the gym; his entrance completely ignored due to the staredown. Percy hadn't seen Coahc Hedge in months. Once in a while she would see Mellie, but Coach Hedge always seemed to be busy.
She yelled across the gym, "Yo, Coach! Did ya miss me?"
"OI MS. IMA MERMAID, GET IN LINE. I'M ABOUT TO WHIP YOU INTO SHAPE."
"Ya sure about that Coach? The last time you tried 'whipping me into shape' you collapsed on the ground, basically dead to the world. I was barely sweating."
"GET IN LINE, AND YOU'LL FIND OUT"
She ignored the incredulous stares of her classmates as she lazily sauntered her way to the end of the line where Dick was waiting.
"OKAY YOU BUNCH OF FLIMSY WORMS. LAST TIME THE ONLY PERSON WHO COULD ACTUALLY FINISH TRAINING WAS MR. GRAYSON OVER THERE-" Coach gestured to the black haired boy, "- THIS TIME, WE WILL BE PLAYING DODGEBALL, SEEING AS SOME OF YOU CONPLAINED THAT THE TRAINING PROGRAM WAS TOO HARD TO YOUR PARENTS. DON'T THINK I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE."
Dick whispered to her as Coach Hedge continued his tirade, "Hey Percy, do you have an actual death wish? Because Coach Hedge looks about ready to kill you."
"Debateable, why are you asking? Are you worried about me~", she wiggles her eyebrows jokingly.
That's right Percy joke and laugh. Don't give them a reason to doubt you. Pretend that everything is absolutely fine.
"You wish-" he grins "- I'm just worried that If you get killed, I wont be able to wipe that smirk off your face."
"You can try pretty boy, not like there's any muscle on you anyways. We all know your an absolute neeeerd."
His face adopts a shocked expression, hand flying to his mouth in a mocked gasp, "Oh my, you think I'm pretty. I'm so flattered"
"-IF YOU TWO LOVEBIRDS ARE DONE FLIRTING, WE CAN GET BACK TO GYM CLASS.", Coach Hedge bellowed, directing a glare at the two 'lovebirds' in question.
Both immediately averted their eyes, cheeks going bright red.
"S-stop it coach", Percy stammered out, avoiding eyecontact with Coach Hedge, only to find herself staring at Zatanna. The girl was basically giving her a death stare, which in comparison to Annabeths looked quite tame.
"Can we just get on with the lesson", Dick said, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck.
"THAT'S WHAT IVE BEEN TRYING TO DO FOR THE PAST 5 MINUTES"
It was a hilarious sight. Both teenagers awkwardly stood there silently. Percy looking at the ground, playing with the boatload of rubber bands on her arm, and Dick fiddling with the hem of his t-shirt refusing to make eyecontact with anyone.
Coach Hedge sighed, "ANYWAYS, LIKE I WAS SAYING BEFORE. WE WILL BE GOING OVER THE BASICS OF FENCING TODAY."
Percy's face immediately brightened. After her third quest her mother enrolled her in fencing classes. While fencing is not the same as sword fighting, it was quite similar. It helped immensely with her sword fighting skills and stamina.
"OKAY CUPCAKES, HOW ABOUT A DEMONSTRATION. WHO HERE KNOWS HOW TO HANDLE A SWORD OR SABER?"
Percy's hand shot up. Dick's hand tentatively went up as well.
"THE LOVEBIRDS IT IS."
"I thought I asked you to stop calling us that", an obviously ticked off Percy said, glaring at the disguised satyr before walking to the sword stand which had magically appeared during the last 5 minutes.
By the time she got there Dick was standing there using a cloth to wipe a dueling sword. She pulled a saber from the rack, making sure to grab one which resembled Riptide.
The two then walked back to the center of the gym where Coach Hedge had set up a piste (It's what fencers fence on).
Facing each other, both teenagers raised their swords/rapiers/sabers (Just call them what you want)
Yeah... no excuse this time. I'm just post this and leave as soon as possible. 😅
Medusa's story is told in many different ways. What story do you believe? (She was raped by Poseidon, or Athena was jealous. Etc.)
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