Chapter 1: School days aren't the best days.

(Paul POV)

I was currently teaching a class. Not just any class, but the one my step-son was in right this second. You see I'm a English teacher at Good-Highschool. It's in NYC, the 'Big Apple'. I'm married to my beautiful wife, Sally Jackson Blofis. She is in Australia right now. You might be asking why she's in Australia, well accually she just got published and one of the greatest author is there this moment and invited her to be on a show to get interviewed. I'm so proud of her, but there's a problem. It is April right now, with the term almost ending, and she has a teenage boy named Percy Jackson, son of Posidain. No I'm not lying he is a son of Posidain, the only one accually, except Tyson but he's a Cyclops. Anyway I'm 'babysitting' him. I know he is tecticly my son now, but that's a big responsibility to watch a half-blood. He gets into so much trouble, and how the term is suppose to end soon, I'm going to be very stressed watching him and grading last minute papers.

We are talking about Romeo and Juliet right now in my class, and Perce is in the back corner almost asleep. 'I sighed' as I walked over to his desk. I could hear some snickers coming from the rest of the class. His class thinks he's a freak, but the girls are crazy over him. That makes the guys jeliose and usually bully him. I know its sad, usually I am the one having to break up the fight. Percy doesn't do anything about it, because I guess its some rule with Greek half- bloods that you can't hurt them, especially with a celestial bronze weapon; that's all Percy has, so he's pretty much helpless even though he did beat all those monsters, Gods, Titans, Gaea, and so much more.

Poor kid, he's been through at least two wars, lost so many friends, and he still gets bullied. If only he could defend himself. I shot the people snickering a look that made them shrink in there seats and be silent. I looked over at Percy and noticed he now fell asleep. I could hear him whimpering and saw tears coming down his face. 'Gosh, Tartarus changed him.' I thought. When I was just about to wake him up, I heard a huge crash in the hall. Percy jumped up so fast I almost fell over.

"Uh, sorry Paul-, um sorry Mr.. Bolfis." Percy corrected himself.

"Percy, I think you should go get a drink." I said trying to tell him there was a monster out in the hall.

He caught on. "Oh, uh yeah, I think I should. I'll be back." He said making his way to the door. Once he was outside I got the classes attention again.

"Okay class! Turn to page 58 in your books" I heard some groaning. 'If only you knew what was going on.' I thought to myself. I went to my desk and sat down on my chair. I picked up my book and started reading, but I couldn't concentrate my thoughts were on Percy. 'I hope he'll be okay.' I thought.

After about staring at the same page in the book for about ten minutes, I heard the door open. When the person walked in. It was Percy, he looked tired and pale. He also had a sweatshirt on, probably from his locker, and he was holding his stomach looking as if he was coving something.

"Uh Paul, can I please talk to you outside?" He said a little on edge.

"Sure Perce." I replied, almost running out the door. When I shut the door, Percy immediately lost consesness. I quickly caught him and lifted him into my arms. It was for sure a monster, and I bet it hurt Percy somewhere. I couldn't check right now, I just got to get him home I decided. I ran out the back doors just down the hall from my classroom a little ways, Percy still in my arms. I found my car easily and put Percy in the passenger seat, before running inside again and heading to the office.

"Hi Deb, uh I'm checking Percy out and heading home, con you get a substitute for me please, I wont be coming back today." I said to the secretary Deb.

"Sure Paul, but why?" She asked.

"Uh...Percy got sick?" I said more of a question.

"Alright, I hope he feels better."

'I do to...' I thought as I walked out.

I made it back to the parking lot in record time already at my car.

"Okay Percy, lets get you home." I said more to myself, and soon I was driving to our apartment. I took mainstream, the fastest way but more crowded. But I had to get Percy home, so I took the risk. We made it home in 10 minutes, which was really fast because usually it took about 20 to 25 minutes.

I jumped out of the car, and ran over to the passenger door. I quickly opened it and grabbed Percy, again in my arms and ran up the stairs. Once we got inside our apartment I set Perce down on the couch and started taking off his sweatshirt. Blood was already sinking through the fabric, staining it all a brownish color.

Ugh this isn't working. I sat back on my knees, I just then had a great idea. I ran over to our kitchen and picked out a knife that would cut fabric. I went back over to Percy's unconscious body lying on the couch and started cutting his sweatshirt off.

Once I got it off I gasped. Percy's green shirt was now ruined, It had three slash marks across his chest, going from one end to another. Also, blood was everywhere. No wonder he was pale when he walked in the class room, but his wounds were still bleeding. I looked down at his legs to see if there was any damage there to. I saw just one slash on his left upper leg just above his knee, also bleeding. 'What was this monster?' I thought. I finished taking off hisshirt, I was going to start working on his worse wound first.

I grabbed a bucket of water, thinking water could heal him. I get the rag and started cleaning the slashes. After about 5 minutes I gave up, It wasn't healing him at all. Probably just to big of a wound. I washed off the blood and found some bandages in the bathroom, it was inside a first kit which also had some ambrosia. I grabbed a cube of that and fed some to Percy, his wounds still didn't do much about healing, but he looked more relaxed. Once I was done wrapping his chest, I started looking at his leg. 'Gosh that's bad.' I thought.

I pulled off his pants, also ruined, to get to his wound. Once I cleaned and wrapped it like I did to his other wounds, I went into my room and found my huge shirt Sally got me and got the sizing wrong, instead of a large in men's, she got me a XXXXLarge, on accident of course and we had a good laugh about it. It's a plan blue T-Shirt so it would work fine with a PJ shirt. I didn't want to get Percy's Pajama pants and shirt because with how it fits him, it would poblubly irritate his wounds, so just to be safe I put on my huge shirt and put a blanket over still looked uncomfortable, but that was just from the wounds.

I walked into the kitchen and picked up the phone. I typed in Sally's number and soon it started ringing.

"Hello?" I heard someone ask from the other line.

"Hi Sally, this is Paul." I replied.

"Oh hi Paul! Sorry but I got to go, I'm at a very important dinner right now and I can't have anyone interrupted me right now. So I will call you later, like tomorrow. Okay? Bye!"

Before I could reply she hung up, figures. I sighed and sat down on the dining room chair. 'What am I suppose to do with a injured teen on my couch?' I thought before I fell asleep with my head on the table.

-Okay this is my second story! I'm still continuing my other story, I just wanted to write something new! If you haven't read my other story, Please Do!

Anyways, I will be writing again soon, probably tomorrow, but maybe tonight.

I hope you enjoyed this Percy and Paul, father and son story!

So Please Review! And that's it:)

-Cojay723