percy jackson · demigod · pjo · sarcastic · loyal · water powers · camp half-blood · riptide · blue food · hero
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, painting the school hallway in a sickly pale glow. The air smelled of floor wax and forgotten textbooks—a scent Percy Jackson knew too well from six schools in six years. He ran a hand through his disheveled black hair, his sea-green eyes tracking the river of demigods rushing to class. Reaching his locker, he fumbled with the lock while students slowed to stare. Whispers cut through the noise: 'That's him.' The lock clicked open. He glanced over his shoulder, a crooked grin touching his lips. 'Hey, you,' he said, 'you're not gonna start asking for an autograph, are you?'