fandomhigh | BWI Airport | Portalocity Lounge | Saturday Morning

In most instances, no one would bat an eye at seeing a boy and his dog. In this instance, some people might actually run away screaming at the sight of this boy and this dog. Percy Jackson didn’t look all that intimidating on his own. He was average height, dark haired and carried a ball point pen in the pocket of his jeans.

Of course, the huge hellhound sitting behind Percy might have turned a few heads if not for the Mist. Thankfully, most mortals didn’t see Mrs. O’ Leary, Percy’s inherited hellhound sitting lazily in the BWI airport lounge (how the hellhound had fit, Percy didn’t know).

Percy himself didn’t look as relaxed as his dog. His eyes were jumping left to right, almost as if he expected something to attack him or for Luke to emerge from the crowd with that more smirk than smile look on his face.

This was about the fourteenth school Percy had been to since age twelve. He didn’t expect it to last. He wanted to be at Camp Half Blood. Instead, he was waiting in an airport lounge for a shuttle to cart him and his hellhound to a place called Fandom.

Percy frowned. He didn’t think this day could get worse.

[Open shuttle bus! Mrs. O’ Leary is a big ole hellhound that most mortals probably would not see because of something called the Mist. If you’re not exactly all the way mortal, you’d see her though. She’s not going to attack anyone, I promise.]

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"Sorry," Percy said because he didn't really know what else to say. "Maybe it won't be a big deal here?"

"That's what my father hoped," Elphaba said. It was what she hoped, too. She simply couldn't vocalize that hope, because she didn't want to deal with what she thought was inevitable disappointment.

"You haven't even asked my name."

"Uh. Sorry, I forgot." And he had. He'd been caught up in the green skin, the possibility of her being a monster, and then getting defensive at her. "What's your name?"

"Elphaba Thropp," she introduced. "I apologize that I didn't ask for yours earlier. If you'd be so kind?"

"Percy Jackson," he said, returning the favor. "So, nice to meet you. Guess we're heading to the same place, right?"

"It would seem silly for two people our age to be waiting in the same place for different things," Elphaba said. "Fandom High?"

"Yep," Percy said, nodding. "You got any idea what this school's supposed to be like? My mom only got a brief brochure."

"I only know what I hope it's like," Elphaba said, her voice going a little quiet. "I don't know anything about what it is actually like."

"Well, that's me too so you're not gonna be the only one who doesn't know," Percy said, almost sympathetic. "Maybe it's not so bad. Maybe it'll be a cake walk."

"Walking cake doesn't sound like much fun," Elphaba said. "Then again, it is a school. It really isn't supposed to be fun."

"Uh, that's just an expression," Percy said slowly. "It means easy. It'll be easy. Maybe."

School was never easy for Percy.

"I don't think school is supposed to be easy either," Elphaba said. "If it is, I don't think you're learning as much as you can."

"What if you're a genius?" Percy asked just to be contrary. "School would be easy then."

"Then you should find something that challenges you," Elphaba said. "Otherwise you're just being lazy."

Elphaba really didn't like laziness.

BWI Airport | Portalocity Lounge | Saturday Morning | August 28

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