This is for my good friend Jade, who I promised this. I was trying to finish this before I started posting it, but I decided to just post chunks for now. I'm sorry for the wait. Also, I'll be posting more later. I still have to finish the ending for this, but that might take a while... I used what I remembered from the book, and some parts from the movie. I haven't read the books in a while, that's why. Otherwise, this whole thing would be based on the book... GET ON WITH READING!
I walked down the halls of my school, girls flanking my side or staring at me as I passed. I gave a few a dazzling smile, enough to make each and every one of them swoon. I silently roll my eyes at how easy they are. I stop to talk to a few friends before continuing, and I can feel their jealous gazes burning into the back of my head as I stroll past them.
I make my way down to my best class, Greek mythology. The teacher was my favorite too; Mr. Brunner was a nice old man that didn't look down on my popularity. Of course, he didn't encourage it, but he didn't yell at me for it. Plus, the old man seemed like he knew more than he was letting on.
"Good morning Mr. Brunner." I say to the teacher as I pass him by, giving him a smile. He nods and smiles back before turning back to his desk.
I walk to the back where my best friend Adam Dahlberg sat at his desk that was next to mine. Even though he was only about twelve, he had a slight beard, making him stand out in the crowd. It was one of the many things that made me like him. He was known for his loud personality, but his singing voice was amazing.
"Hey bro." He says to me as I approach, a smile on his face. I smile back to him, taking my usual seat. I gently put my books down and and pull out my seat, glancing at the board. "So, you remember the stuff we need for the field trip?" He asks, and I sit up straight in my seat.
"I think I did. But man, I forgot that we were going on it today. I didn't want to go anyways." I reply, sitting back. I put my feet on my desk, leaning back my chair. Our friend Leo Liontári dashed into class, almost late. The moment he collapsed in his chair, the bell rang.
Everyone laughed at our friend's lateness, even Mr. Brunner. "I thought I wasn't gonna make out of there alive!" Leo joked about the school hallways. It was true though; if you weren't able to make it to your class way before the bell rang, the hallways get crowded, and you might not make it to class on time.
"Well Mr. Liontári, I'm glad that you survived the deadly hallways, because today, class, is our field trip to the New York museum. Grab your backpacks and line up at the door." Everyone groaned, not excited for the field trip. But, we all did as he ordered, and soon we were walking down the halls of Yancy Academy, the school I was going to get kicked out of next.
As we sat on the bus, I thought of all the schools that I've been kicked out of. Five. One for each year. I watched as we rolled away from the academy, just like I would be one day. It wasn't my fault, trouble was attracted to me. Either that, or all of my teachers were evil. It didn't help that I was dyslexic and had ADHD too. It was sad, because I had the best time of my life here. The incident of the freshman party instantly came to mind, and I smiled despite my troubled thoughts.
"Yo, what are you smiling about over there? You happy to be on this trip?" Leo asks, leaning over to see me. Adam nods in agreement, and they both smile at me with curious eyes. I laugh at them, a sound that carries through the whole bus and makes every girl swoon. All of the boys look around at my work, and Adam whistles. Of yeah, he's good at whistling too.
"Dood, you haven't done this in a while. You need to contain that laugh. It's too strong!" Adam says, shouting at the top of his lungs. Unfortunately, it doesn't wake any girls. I sigh. Mr. Brunner turns around to see what the commotion is about, and his eyes widen slightly as he sees the damage.
"It's not like I mean to! It's just... Power Moves Only!" I say, using my trademark saying. Adam looks at me with a serious face while Leo is bursting into laughter. Mr. Brunner realizes that the source of everything is us, and shakes his head. He starts to wheel towards us in his wheelchair.
"What happened young man? And this happened before?" He dropped his formal tone on the last part, but it was obvious that we weren't talking like casual friends. My teacher wanted answers, and he wanted them as soon as possibly.
"Uh, I remember that it happened during the freshman party, once when I was in third grade, and... one time in preschool?" I shrug it off, not really thinking that all of that was important. Mr. Brunner nods his head up and down for a few silent moments before wheeling back to the front.
{…}
We step out of the bus, the steps groaning at our weight. I looked over to the right once I got off, another groaning sound coming from another school bus. I had forgot that the math class was going to be joining us, even though a museum that was focused on Greek items had nothing to do with math.
The substitute teacher, Miss Dodds, stepped off the bus after all the students. I had math the hour before this, and she was an absolute witch towards me. Even if I coughed while she was giving a lecture, she would give me a stony stare that froze me in my seat. I moved my eyes away from the second group before she could give me another stare.
"Dood, look at this place. It's amazing!" Leo said, twirling in a circle. We laughed at his display, and he joined us. But he was right about one thing; the building was amazing. It was built like a typical Greek building; giant marble pillars all around the building, a fancy design at the roof of the building, and steps leading up to the entrance.
The inside looked like a normal museum. Immediately, you could see the gift shop by the door. It was filled with what looked like plushies of the Greek gods. They seemed to stare at me, their coal black eyes looking into my chocolate orbs.
"Hey dood, are you going to stare at the toys or join the field trip?" Adam asked, breaking my trance. I snapped my head over to his to see that the group was already moving along. Adam and Leo were waiting for me, impatience laced in the beat of their shoes.
"Uh, y-yeah. Just- never mind." I stuttered out, releasing a sigh at the end. We hurried to join the group, but I could feel the toys staring at my back, and it sent chills up my spine.
{…}
"- Who is this, Mitch?" Leo punches my shoulder as music streams into my ear. I look at him curiously, wondering what he could possibly want. He points to Mr. Brunner, who is staring right at me. I quickly pull my earbuds out, hastily pushing them into my pocket.
"I-I'm sorry sir, I didn't hear the question." I admit, and I can feel a cold glare being sent to my back. I turn around to find Miss Dodds looking at me, her cold eyes filled with resentment. I turned back to my Greek teacher, rolling my eyes.
"Who is this entity, Mitch?" Said teacher asks, pointing at a marble statue. The figure was a man with a beard, his bare chest showing his abs. He had a tunic covering the lower half of his body, sandals placed on his feet. The thing that was a dead give away was the lightning bolt seeking to do justice.
"That's Zeus, the king of the gods." I give out the simple answer, looking at my nails absently. The girls cheer, but it isn't something that special. Anyone could tell that it was the king of the gods as long as they know the Olympians. Mr. Brunner nods, clearly pleased that it was so easy for me to figure out.
"And this one?" He pointed to another one, who was easily identifiable as Ceres. My teacher nods at my correct answer and continued his lesson, his words interesting me.
"Class, sometimes, the tales would talk about how a god would come down from Olympus and find someone they loved. They birthed children with those people, and those children were called demigods, such as Hercules." I shushed someone talking behind me, only to have Miss Dodds glare at me again. My two best friends shared a look in between each other, obviously trying to hide a secret. I would ask them about it later, and if they didn't want to tell me, then fine. It was their choice what they decide to tell me.
The field trip went along those lines until lunchtime, when everything changed. I was eating lunch like you would normally at lunchtime, chatting away with my friends when suddenly, a douche shows up. I growl as he struts up to me like he's something. He has that large cocky grin he always wears in the hallways, despite my attempts to make the boy scowl. His friends were watching from a ways away, snickering and pointing.
Immediately, Adam and Leo get up to hold down Mat, but I stop them and stand up instead. I glare at the boy as he shakes his head, the smirk still there. Mathew Nucciarone was an old friend of mine that turned sour when a prank ended wrong. Ever since then, he tried to pay me back by attempting to humiliate me. It always ended badly, and I still wondered who wanted to be friends with the brunett.
"So, you finally gonna fight your own fights?" Mat snickered, an evil spark in his chocolate eyes. I could feel a seed of worry blooming in the pit of my stomach, and I knew it was because of something Mat was planning. I nodded in response to his question.
"Dive to the right in ten seconds." A feminine voice stated in my head. I started counting in my head, trusting the voice. I had heard it before; whenever I was in trouble, it would help me out of the situation. I'm not sure where it came from though.
"Well, that's a good thing, I guess. But you look a little warm. How about taking a swim!" He lunged forward as I reached ten and I dove to the right. Mat's eyes widened as he moved forward, not wanting to fall in himself. Adam moved out of the way of my jump, seemingly knowing that I would dive in his direction.
With a splash, Mat fell into the cold fountain water. The noise vibrated through the whole entrance way, and everyone's heads snapped towards us, their mouths filled with lunch.
Her heels clicking were the only warning that I had before Miss Dodds pulled me away from my friends and towards the museum. No one made to stop the deadly substitute, only watched as I was dragged towards my doom.
