Chapter 1: Past – Kindergarten

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POV: Third Person

Author's note: From my other account, SpaRkStRuk. I will be posting a new chapter every Friday. So keep checking in! To my old viewers, I've revamped all of the chapters so please read them to see what has changed. Enjoy :)

Percy glanced down with his face all red as the teacher introduced him to the class. He felt mad at his mom and step dad for moving again. Now he had to start over and make new friends, just right when he started to make friends in his other school.

"This is Percy Jackson, class. He is our new student, so be nice to him, okay? Show him around when you have a chance."

She lightly pulled him to her side then whispered to his ear.

"Introduce yourself."

The little boy slowly looked up at the swarm of eyes watching him. His bright green eyes fell on a blond. Her eyes were stormy gray, soft but fierce.

"My name's Percy," he said, quietly. "I like to go to the beach and bake blue cookies with my mom. I have a step dad named Paul and I love fishing with him."

One kid stood up and asked, "What happened to your REAL father?"

In the background he could hear a couple of other kids asking what blue cookies were.

His voice faltered as he tried to explain.

"I don't think Percy likes to talk about that," the teacher said hurriedly. "Thanks for sharing Percy. You can have that empty seat next to Annabeth."

There were groups of tables all over the room, neatly spread. There were about 4 tables and 4 kids occupied on each seat. He slowly made his way over to her table sat on the seat on her right. She was the blonde Percy was looking at a few seconds ago. He could feel her eyes looking at him curiously, and then up at the teacher.

Percy cried in pain as the bully's foot kicked his ribs. He kicked him continuously until he could feel himself slowly spinning into unconsciousness. He glared at the bully. He gritted his teeth while the boy mercilessly left bruises on his ribs. His name was David. He accused Percy of pushing him down the slide which caused his face to be smeared with dirt.

He angrily grabbed on to David's leg and tripped him. Percy struggled as he stood up and kicked his ribs two times before the teacher yelled at them.

She pushed Percy away from David, grabbing him on the collar and leaned him against the wall.

"Percy Jackson! What do you think you're doing, kicking your classmate? When we're angry we don't result to fighting. We're to—"

"He kicked me first! I was going to stop until he apologized but—"

She dug her knuckles harder against his collar.

"You do not interrupt a teacher."

"I never did anything wrong!" David pleaded. Another teacher was helping him up and checking if he was hurt.

"No, he's the one lying," a voice said calmly. "I saw the whole thing."

It was that girl again.

"Explain what happened, Annabeth," the teacher gripping his collar said. She loosened her grip.

"David thought Percy pushed him down the slide, so after Percy took his turn on the slide, David pushed him down and started kicking him. Then Percy grabbed stood up and started kicking David back. But it wasn't as hard as when David kicked him."

He sighed in relief, silently thanking Annabeth.

The teacher lifted his shirt to check any wounds. There were a few bruises on his ribs here and there, causing her to gasp. She asked the other teacher if David was hurt. Not a scratch.

She sent Percy to the nurse while David spent the rest of his recess on a time-out.

Percy gingerly entered the nurse's room, his body weak and his mood dropping into a new low. It smelled like rubbing alcohol in the room, which he found oddly soothing. The nurse patted on a chair for Percy to sit in. She nurse lifted his shirt to check his bruises and cuts.

"Who did this to you?" she asked. Her eyebrows scrunched up in worry. "Nobody deserves to be hurt this bad."

"David," he replied groggily. Percy grunted as she smeared some medicine on te cuts.. He explained the whole scene while Mrs. Miller, the nurse, continued to treat him. She gave him a reassuring smile and an icepack for his bruises. Percy thanked her as he exited the office.

"Oh and Percy," she began. He turned around.

"Here's for being a brave little boy and another for telling me the truth of what happened." Mrs. Miller handed him two lollipops, Savannah blueberry and a strawberry flavored lollipop.

"Thank you," he said happily. She gave Percy a wink before he went out to continue his recess.

He shoved the strawberry flavored lollipop in his pocket to save for later. He unwrapped the Savannah blueberry lollipop and took his time licking it while swinging by himself. His eyes wandered around the playground while he swung silently by himself. He saw Annabeth with another good-looking blonde with a small cut on his cheek. He's heard about him. He was the crush of many girls in the whole grade. There were two other kids with them. A boy with curly brown hair and a girl with jet black hair like his but striking lightning blue eyes. They were all playing tag.

Percy felt a bitter twist in his stomach. He felt alone, again. He kicked the woodchips lightly. He thought about going up to them and asking to join their game, but his lack of self-esteem won.

He jumped as he felt a tap on his shoulder. It was Annabeth.

"Hi," she greeted. He turned his head to counter her greeting,

"Hey."

"Do you want to play with us?" she asked, gesturing to her friends. Percy felt a rush of adrenaline, realizing his chance to finally meet some nice kids. He looked over to see the other three still continuing their game of tag. It looked pretty fun, but he barely had the strength after what he just went through.

Percy shook his head reluctantly, feeling bad to turn down his opportunity to make new friends.

"No thanks."

"Are you sure?" she checked. He gave her a nod and resumed swinging himself while licking his lollipop.

Percy gasped as he felt himself getting higher and higher on the swing. He looked to see behind him. Annabeth was pushing him.

After a while he considered it. He sighed as the rush of air run through his messy hair and tickle his plush cheeks. It's been awhile since someone's pushed him on the swing.

"Percy, what happened to your dad?" she asked curiously.

He frowned and dug his feet into the woodchips and dirt to stop.

"He died," he muttered silently. He had no idea why he was telling her this.

"How?" she said, urging him to tell her more. She took the swing right next to his.

"He died as a soldier overseas," Percy replied proudly.

Annabeth was silent for a moment.

"My mom died of cancer," she said, scowling. Percy's eyes lit up for a moment then drooped.

"I-I'm sorry about your mom."

She shook her head violently.

"No, I'm sorry I asked about your daddy."

"It's okay," he murmured. Percy pulled out his other lollipop and offered it to her.

"Here, to make you feel better."

Annabeth hesitated for a second then she smiled. He could see a glint on her stormy gray eyes.

"Thank you, Percy."

He couldn't help but smile back.