DISCLAIMER: WE CLEARLY DO NOT OWN PJO!! THE GUY WHO DOES IS RICK RIORDAN!!
Chapter 1"Good morning class," my teacher Mrs. Rock said.
"Good morning," practically some of us said.
Hi. My name is Percy Jackson and this is my completely NORMAL life in high school. I'm sure many of you reading this story right now are around my age or less. Yeah…. well, Mrs. Rock, my 3rd period junior high school history teacher was teaching us about how the good economy how it might affect our schools and other necessities we need in our country if it just plainly went bad. Well enough about that let's get on to me shall we? I'm a kid who was born into a music/modeling empire.
My dad Paul Jackson is the CEO of PJRecords. My mom Sally Blofis Jackson is the CEO of the world's top modeling agency TopModelManagement. (A/N: MY COUSIN SAID IT!!) My mom's maiden name was Blofis, which is kind of a bad last name if you're at some Japanese sushi bar. (A/N: We had to make Blofis her maiden name so he would have the last name Jackson) I'm the heir to their agencies. Huh, a guy who's only 17 be an heir to two of the biggest companies of the world yeah, that's HUGE! Well, I have my sister to fall back to she's only 12 and her name is Shannon. She's taking modeling with my mom and singing lessons from some opera French singer. I only make piano and guitar music cause I only toy around with it when I'm alone at my parent's house in New York. I don't want to go back to the life I had back in California a year ago. I was popular, a "pretty" boy, and a jockey but, at my new school in New York it doesn't go that way. I was some nerdy looking guy with non-prescription glasses, a black jacket, and some Japanese style hair that stood up 4 inches from my head and it looks like I can pop a balloon that comes anywhere near my head. I got straight A's and I sat in the front. Everyone knows who my parents are but they would always come after me. Well, back out of my head and into reality.
"Now class could you please bring out your notes you took on Friday," she said calmly.
I took my 3 pages of notes from last Friday only from a 20-minute lecture about the economy. Then, I felt some thing hit my head. I turned around and looked at who hit me, I heard some of the popular kids snickering as I was looking so, it might've been them again. Their group consisted of about all the jockeys, good-looking people, and other snotty brats who just laugh at nothing that's even funny. I know because I sat alone at my table where absolutely no one sat at. I could always heard them laughing at sometimes looking at them. They always bullied me on a regular basis but I didn't care.
"Okay," Mrs. R said, "now let's learn about the currency rate in other countries might be going down like Zimbabwe for their countries president making the U.S. 1 dollar, 4 billion in their currency, alright?"
"Yes, Mrs. Rock," we all said sheepishly.
She was talking blah blah blah blah about the euros and yen is becoming larger as they progress. RIIIIINNNNGGG!!!!!! Yes! The bell rung and I was the first one to dash out of the room and to my locker. People where passing by and I was the lucky one because my locker was right next to the BEAUTIFUL Annabeth Chase. Yeah, she was the 3rd most popular girl here and I liked her. She's being beat by Selina Beauregard and Jennifer Simmons. Anywaaay, as people were passing by the school bullies pushed me toward my locker and my head banged against the locker door.
I shook it out and put in my locker combination, 21, 39, and 5 and whoosh it was open. I had it simple I only had a picture in my locker of me wearing a tux and being all "pretty" in my family photo and word of wise if any girl had seen me in a tux they would freak because I think they would probably say like "OMG HE'S SOOOO HOOOOT!!!!" or like "HE'S YUMMY!" (A/N: Don't question me on this I had no choice I was overruled and like I'm more of a tomboy not a girly girl that would say this -.-) I grabbed my books for 4th period science with Mrs. Gallardo. She was my babysitter since like I was like 3 or 4 years old. She still watches over me as a favor from my mom because she doesn't want me to get in trouble in school. I locked it, put the combination back to 0 and dashed towards one of the empty halls that had the band room with a piano.
NO ONE, hardly ever passed by that hall except for the smoker people that would be in the fire exit smoking on the 3 level of out school building. I slipped into the room and went to the grand piano. I slid onto the bench took off my jacket and my glasses, stuffed it in my backpack and started playing the cover I made named Umbrella Piano Cover. (A/N: I can play this and I didn't want to put this in here except for my COUSIN who wanted to put this in here because it's his favorite song YES I MEANT HIM!!)
How was that? Too much I hope to update soon not like my last story which I deleted but, I still have the save file for it. I'm thinking about the next part hopfully I will update tomorrow cuz right now it's 10:08 p.m. and I gotta sleep cuz I have a report on superstitions due on Friday! CIAO PEEPS!