I pulled on the pants we had to wear at school just as the wake up knock came to the door. i smiled to Alaisia as we headed down to class. Mr. Brewner was sitting at his desk arranging the papers and each of us had a god or goddess on our table. Alasia and i both had Poseidon. “Look at that.” she laughed holding it up. others headed into class and we sat down feeling alone because we were only 13 and they were 17 or 18 year olds.

“Seara and Alaisia Zandalr?” Mr. Brewner called.

“here” we said at the same time. he smiled at our names and wheeled himself to the chalkboard.

“My name class is Mr. Brewner.” he called writing it on the board neatly. i began to doze off as the kid behind me poked me. i jumped almost out of my skin and held my pen like i was going to stab the poor kid. “hey he wants you to say your God.” he whispered. i called out Poseidon.

Alaisia did the same. i turned around and could tell Mr. Brewner was fighting a smile. we heard a knock as the Principle looked in.

“I expect you all to be behaving.” he said glaring at me and Alaisia. so i probably should explain the hatred between us. you see the old teacher about died from our vast knowledge of greek mythology. the lunch ladies somehow had two sinks explode on them while we were in line. Plus we may have somehow knocked her into the fountain a few times and thats not the youth one either if you know what i mean.

I smiled and nodded. “Yes Mrs. Carper.” she nodded and sat at the edge of class and glared at us. as the bell rang Mr brewner called us up. “keep these on you.” he said handing us two pens that said i geek Greek on them. we both smiled at the pun and placed them in our pockets. the principal was outside waiting for us. “come with me Demigods.” she hissed now her voice seemed to crack.

“what you do now?” i asked looking to alaisia she looked at me.

“i was gonna ask you the same thing. the principal led up into the woodshop room that was now empty until 4th period.

“my employer will be much pleased with you two.” she said. i looked at her only now in her spot was a large three headed beast.

“the Chimera.” we gasped. the principal, if you call her that smiled. mr Brewer's voice rang in my head telling me to click the pen. “click.” i whispered. Alasia took out her pen and with a click it turned into a golden sword with a blue hilt. i clicked mine but it stayed a pen.

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mr Brewner took his pen from his shirt pocket and began to grade papers but when he clicked it turned into a matching sword to Alaisia’s. “Oh Gods.” he gasped. “i gave her the wrong PEN!”