Percy's P.O.V
"Chiron, you wanted to see me?" I asked walking onto the deck of the Big House, where Chiron and Mr.D were playing Pinochle.
"Hello, Percy," Chiron greeted
"Peter Johnson," Mr.D grunted
"It's Percy Jackson."
"Excuse me?"
"Never mind, sir. Chiron?" I turned to the centaur "What did you want to talk about? Is there something wrong?"
"Nothing to get worked up about, Percy." Chiron reassured me "I just need you to bring three demi gods."
"Yes, three more pains in my rear," Mr.D growled then stalked off.
We ignored him "Where are they?"
"Middleton High, you'll be a new student; you start tomorrow." Chiron said firmly
"Okay, Chiron."
"I trust you, Percy." He placed a hand on my shoulder "Do not disappoint me."
"I'll bring them back to camp, I swear." I said "I'll talk to you later, Chiron." I walked away from the Big House.
I had one year left of High School, yeah I was a junior in Goode High. Grover and Juniper were still together and Clarisse and Chirs were engaged. Annabeth had her own study in the Big House, my crush on Annabeth died down alot ( A/N Percabeth kiss never happened) . Nothing has really changed for me. I wasn't suppose to be at CHB, considering it was September , but Chiron had IM telling me come because he wanted to talk to me. I had become really good friends with this guy that goes to Goode High, his name was Miles Ride, but Miles had transferred to..wait! He transferred to Middleton High! So going to Middleton wouldn't be a total lose... Grover trotted toward me.
"Hey, Perce." Grover patted my shoulder "What's going on?"
"Tomorrow I have to get three demi gods at Middleton High." I said
"Cool, dude. Don't forget about about us or Annabeth." He joked , but he knew I didn't like her like that anymore.
"No worrys, G-man, I don't want to deal with clueless newbies though." I said
"Well, it's not that bad, you were new and imagine how Mr.D felt when you came."
"He's told me how he felt, over and over and over again.l" I groaned "Anyways what's going on?"
"Going to see Juniper! She...well...decided...that it was time." His face was red.
"Right, that's all I need to know." I said
"Gotta go man, I think she's hanging out with the other nymphs', I can't stand 'em, though." Grover said "They giggle and giggle, they aren't like how they used to be."
"I know, G-man, talk to you later." I said
"Bye, Perce." He trotted away.
Alex's P.O.V
I winced as I got up, I walked into closet and I pulled on dark blue jeans, a white sweater, a black hoodie and black converse. I walked out of my closet and grabbed my messenger bag and my itouch, I stuffed it in my bag. I grabbed my skateboard and I walked out, I walked into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. A huge bruise on the side of my eye, so noticable.
"Crap," I muttered lowly
I started going through the cabinet, I grabbed the cover up that was almost out and I hate make up...so it sucked that I had to wear it. I covered up the black eye and quickly put it away. I grabbed my stuff and walked down stairs and walked into the kitchen. I put my bag next to me and started cooking for him. I had becan frying in the pan, the oven was on...of course, when my Dad...I mean Antonio walked inside. He had a wicked smile when he saw me.
"Hi Antonio," I said
He grabbed my hand and put it on the oven, I screeched in pain, but he didn't let go. He let go after a mintue. He slapped me across the face and I fell backwards...hard.
"Don't use that tone of voice to me !" He yelled
What tone? That's my voice!
"I'm sorry," I managed to squeak out
"Imbecil puta (translation : stupid slut) ." He hissed kicked me in my stomach then walked away from me.
I crawled toward the counter and grabbed my bag and skateboard, I held back tears, even thoguh knowing they would not come. I got up and dumped the waste food out then walked out of the house. I got on the skateboard and rode to Middleton High. I hate my life. I hate my Dad. I hate my Mom. I miss her too. I wish I knew her, though... I shook my head, don't think about her, Lex, sure she's your Mom, but was she really even there? No, she wasn't, she had more important things to do in Olympus. Hell yeah, my mom's a goddes. Minerva, Goddess of Fire and healing (A/N I know there's goddess like that, but I'm making replacing her for Hestia.) . And my dad is a werewolf, and having a goddess as a mom and a werewolf as a horrible dad, it made me a half bred. I turn into a wolf too, and it's not like having hair all over your body with a ponity nose and ears. I have a actual wolf form, I was silver - pure silver. My dad was mexican too. He had black curly hair, silver eyes and dark tan skin, to me he looked evil.
No shit, he's evil, so are you or you will be. You are his daughter.
I got to the Middleton High's parking lot, I got off my skateboard and picked it up. I was my best friend and also my cousin, Mia Gonzalsa, waiting for me at the doors. She was in a purple jersey top, black skinny jeans, a black boyfriend jacket and black boots. She was a inche taller than me (she was 5'5). She had really curly dark brown hair that went a a couple of inches past her mid back, she had dark chocolate brown eyes and olive skin. She has her mom, Io's, looks, not her dad's looks. She was the daughter of Zeus, but she looks alot like her mom...I haven't seen Zeus for that matter, though. Not that I care that I haven't seen my own uncle. She saw me and partically dashed over to me.
"Hey, Alex," She greeted
"Hey, Mia,"
"How was detention yesterday?" Mia chirped
"I'm stuck doing office duty with ." I shrugged as we walked into Middleton High.
"Seriously? What do you expect when you call an ass?"
"I'm not shocked or pissed, I just hate that woman!" I groaned "She creeps the hell out of me."
Mia giggled and shook her head "Leave it to you to get a teacher pissed off."
"I think it's cruel for a teacher to lecture you about sketching in class." Sarcasm dripped in my voice, but I didn't care and Mia didn't either.
"Again? Why do you always sketch in class? It's like you're attached to that thing."
"It's not a thing - it's called a sketch pad, Gonzalsa."
"Whatever, Garcia." She laughed, I had no I idea how it was funny, but she found saying some one's last name funny, like I said I have no clue what so ever...
I opened my locker and partically shoved my skateboard into it, Mia let out a small cry. It wasn't too loud, though. She took a hold on my right hand, examining the burn that was inflected this morning, actually it wasn't that long ago... I rolled my eyes and stood there tapping my foot impatiently. She know's about this! Why is she acting so shocked? Oh yeah, because her Mom doesn't beat her as a hobby.
"Are you going to banage it?"
"What?" I never banaged my scars, or burns; they didn't hurt anymore, they haven't hurt for a long time. I was shocked. I was immortal, scars wouldn't kill me...would they? Shut up, Lex. Enough with the questions!
"It's a burn, aren't you going to put achole on it or something?" Mia asked
I shook my head "When have I?"
"I don't know, but seriously..." She trailed off
"What, Mi? Did you finish the easy in biology?" I asked
"What? There was a biology easy?" Mia exclaimed
"No, Mia, he was talking about a figment of our imagention." I rolled my eyes, gathering my books.
Mia groaned and opened her locker "I'm screwed,"
I smirked "I've noticed," I shook my head and smiled a little.
It was huge accomplishment for me to smile since five years ago. Yeah, I didn't smile, and I have nothing to smile about. Mia and I parted ways, to get to our first period; I turned my itouch, putting the ear phones in my ears. I listened to Pain by Three Day Grace. Pain, without love, pain can't get enough, Life is filled with pain... I felt somewhat comforted listening to this song; it was true and no one was going to save me because they can't. They can't. I'm gone. I was gone forever. I shook my head and took off the earphones and shut the itouch off, I pulled my hood up. I walked into English class
" Good morning Ms. Garcia." Mrs. Vancouver greeted trying to be positive, her aura was grayish violet. Poor woman.
I tried to smile, but it was no use and I down in a desk at the back of the class. I took my sketch book out of my bag and began sketching this guy I dreamnt of the last couple of nights; he looked about my age too. Class started as I kept on sketching, and my widen and I froze.
"What are you doing!"
"Let me see you're arm!" a shadowy figure yelled
"No, get the hell away from me, Jackson!" I screamed
The figure grabbed my arm in a vise-like-grip and rolled my sleeve up, I thrashed against the strong figure
"Who did this to you!"
I snapped back into reality,my visions were never wrong. Someone was going to find out? No! I felt sick, everything was spinning, I want to get out of here. I felt sick. I got up and nearly tripped from how quick my feet moved. I regained my balance by gripping my desk and people stared at me.
"Alex?" asked, she was one of the teachers that actually cared about the 'goth' loner "Is something wrong?"
"I...uh, bathroom." I lied
"Oh, go ahead," She nodded
I grabbed my bag and books and quickly walked the hell out of there. I walked into the bathroom and locked myself in a stall, I squeezed my eyes shut. I dug my nails in my palm. No. No. NO! It won't be the future, I'll make sure of it. The bell rang, I got up and ran out of there, I ran into Mia. She nearly fell over, but steadied herself quickly.
"Oh my Gods, Alex, watch where you're going." She brushed herself off, like I really had brought dust onto her clothing.
I raised a eyebrow "What do I have flees?"
"You are a dog..."
"A werewolf, NOT a dog." I corrected
"C'mon, White Fang, the bell is about to ring." Mia asked
"Blanco colmillo (Translation: White Fang) I'm better than him! They haven't seen Alex Garcia yet!" I flipped my hair sarcastically
Mia and I laughed, we walked to Latin class and I had tucked my sketch pad under my arm.
"How is that you get all the attention from most guys even though you hide under your hoods, I mean I don't show skin or anything like that but I heard a few guys arguing about who gets to ask you out." Mia asked pulling my hood off, I scowled at her, and she didn't notice it.
"Well you can tell them that I'm not interested."
"Why can't you wear sweaters like other abused people?" She asked applying lip gloss without looking in a mirror. One of her many talents.
"Why can't you wear hoodies like other people?"
"I didn't mean to offend you, what are you drawing?" She noticed my sketch pad.
"Nothing- Mia, don't-" I said but she got it before I could block her "Forget it."
"Who is he, he's hot, never mind you obviously called dibs." Mia said examining my detailed drawing.
"Did you not just hear me – I'm not interested in dating anyone for awhile." I stated taking my sketch pad out of her grasp.
"Alright, whatever you say, Princess Ali." ugh I hate the name Princess Ali
"Off to Latin." I muttered and said bye to mia then walked off to Latin class.
I walked inside the classroom, I was early, Chiron and I were the only ones here. He had copper colored hair and dark blue eyes, he was a werewolf like me expect he was full werewolf, no half demi god like me; actually I was the only one of my kind. He was like a father figure to me and he was the only father like thing I had. He observed my training when I was really little – like six year old little, then when I turned seven he stopped because he said I could fight as good as his oldest students, and claims that I am a master at sword fighting. My training is at The Volt.
"Hey, Chiron," I said lazily
"Hello, Alex," Chiron stopped scribbling down on his papers and looked up at me.
"So...any news on The Volt?" I asked
I hadn't been to The Volt in a couple of weeks, so I really didn't know what was going on and I was usual there. If I wasn't I would there a day after or a couple of weeks later.
"Nothing really new," Chiron sai.
"I had a vision..." I trailed off
"About what?" He always loved the fact one of my eight powers were seeing the future or present.
I shrugged "Some guy and I were fighting."
"Do you know what he looks like?"
"No, it came out like a shadow."
"Really? That's odd." Chiron said "Sit down, class is about to start."
I sat down at my desk at the back of the row, I pulled out my sketch pad, I examined what I had drawn. I didn't know what I was drawing expect for the guy; people walked into the classroom thinking it was obvious that I got detention with Chiron who is know as Mr. Paperman to these morons. I pulled my hood back up, as people took their seats, Chiron began teaching, I blocked him and all the noises that surrounded me, it was too much to take. I squeezed my eyes shut, and looked out the window.
"Alex Garcia, what does this mean in english?" Chiron asked people turned to me.
"It means love is unconditional and is willing to go through obstacles." I translated the Spanish words off the board.
"Very good," Chiron stated and turned to the board.
I nodded and walked out of the classroom, I walked into the main office annoyed out of my freaking mind. The principle, Ms. Simpson, looked at me with a weird stare and tense eyes. Creepy. I put my earphones, Miss Nothing by The Pretty Reckless, and I started filing papers. I felt someone tap my shoulder; I pulled out my earphones and turned around to Mrs. Clarefeller the Vice principle stood there, she had a permit scowl on her face. She had her arms crossed over chest, she wasn't exactly the nicest person in the school, but she was hell of a lot nicer than Ms. Simpson, I ignored her glare. What could she possibly want? Gods she was just a creepy as Ms. Simpson expect she doesn't look like she going to peck your eyes out. I wouldn't say she and I got along, but she wasn't the one who gave this crappy punishment.
"I need to speak to you for minute." She said sternly
What now? What could I have possibly down now?
"Yes?" I asked
"You are to show a new boy around the school tomorrow at eight A.M."
Oh Hell no!
"WHAT!"