Percy POV
People would normally think I'm just a jock. That I'm an arrogant jock that doesn't care about anybody, but you see that's just not true if I didn't care then I would be heartless and not work two jobs to help my mom pay bills. Sadly though that's a stereotype but I'm going to try and prove it wrong with this story. I'm going to tell you straight up I learned this because the other people told me what they were feeling after all this happened. Some only got to write in a journal for me to tell the story with, but that will be gotten to later.
It all started with Calypso, my girlfriend, and I going on a date. It was just a casual movie between the most popular guy and girl at school you see she's just a little to what's the word, clingy yes lets go with clingy, anyway she's to clingy for my liking and since I'm the most popular guy at school she expects me to be rich like her, or to have a nice taste in restaurants *cough same taste as her cough* meaning expensive, or to just dress nicer than the average human would to go to the movies. That's where we collide head first we don't necessarily agree on all that I think being in the economic class that I'm in is fine and doesn't need to be changed, and that fast-food is still great food, or the fact that I don't want to wear anything fancier than a t-shirt to go to a dark movie theater.
Anyways now that my "tantrum" per say is over, I think that should include the details of said date, she got to pick the movie and it was some chick-flick and it was all blah blah blah love you blah blah blah basically people with to much PDA issues were finding their true love. So after that disaster I took her to a little cafe that my friends and I usually hang out at and she started complaining about how it was to messy for her taste so I may or may not have grown a little red in the face with anger and just got up and walked to the car, leaving her to scramble behind me, needless to say I was a little bit okay a lot bit happy with myself.
So now I'm driving Calypso back to her house which is a mansion. "Percy are you even listening to me?!"
"I'm sorry, what?" I asked.
"Ugh!" she exclaimed "I was telling you the plans for our next date."
"Whoa whoa whoa! Who said there's going to be a next one?"
"Ummm… I did!" she exclaimed rather madly.
"I don't think so." I say rather coldly, but I try to make up for it, "I mean you're great and all," those words tasted bitter, "but I just don't think we're meant to date. Friends?" I finally finish extending my hand out to her.
"Sure," she says rather nicely, but after she grabbed my hand she pulled me in, "but if anybody asks I dumped you."
"Deal," I say rather to quickly for her liking but she gets out of the car anyway and I'm left with my own thoughts. I make sure she gets into her house safely because of how nice a guy I am and then I drive back to my apartment when I'm met with sweet smelling fumes of homemade cookies. "Hey mom! I'm home!" I yell.
"Alright, I'm in the kitchen go clean up and then come down after a shower." she yells back.
Normally I would resist like any other rebellious teenager but this is my mom. You could say I'm a momma's boy, which I am, but it's also because I know how much of a pain I really am. After I got out of the shower I dried myself off and then went down stairs for my mom's homemade cookies. Now when I came back downstairs I was you could say mildly surprised but that was only what I was showing to say the least I just about jumped off a building in surprise. The main reason was because there was a guy in the kitchen eating my home- I mean my mom's homemade blue cookies don't ask. The second reason was because the guy eating the cookies was my English teacher Mr. Blofis.
Seeing my shocked expression my mom quickly explained, "He isn't here for you for any reason possible." I visibly relaxed
Then I tensed, "Why is here then?"
"Percy will you please sit down?" she gestured towards the table. I quickly sat down waiting for an explanation. "Paul is my dating partner."
"You mean boyfriend?" I ask with a playful smirk.
"Exactly!" she says to me, then turns to Paul, "Told you he would understood."
I stood up and started to walk back into the kitchen, "Percy don't you dare get any of those cookies."
"Aw man," I said gruffly as I retracted my hand from the cookie jar, I sighed.
"Percy would you like to watch some movies with us?" my mom asked.
I inwardly shuddered at the awkwardness, "No thanks. I'm probably going to do my homework then head off to bed."
She looked skeptical knowing me so well, but Mr. Blofis, I don't think I'll ever be able to call him Paul, looked impressed. I just planned on watching some Youtube and playing around on my computer. Then around 11:00ish head off to bed, but he doesn't really need to know that. So I trudged up to my room to my secret stash of my mom's cookies.
As I sat down on my old, creaky bed, I started to unlock my laptop with my password as stupidstereotypes I have probably the most unique desktop picture ever, it is a picture of my mom throwing a blue cookie at me, that was a long story and it ended with some very brave cookies going to the afterlife. Anyway I went to safari and clicked on the little itsy bitsy compass icon bringing up my internet, my computer knows me so well that it pulls up my most frequently is just making it better and better, so I fooled around on there for a few hours, until I headed off to bed dreading going to school tomorrow.