Percy Jackson: High School Life Chapter 1
This is in Percy's Point of View.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
The exasperating sound of the alarm clock filled my ears. "Ugh..." I tuck my head in my pillow to block out the noise. After a few minutes, I let my gaze fall at the clock and it said 8:00.
"Crap, I'm late!"
I immediately got up from my bed and ran straight to the bathroom. I took a cold shower to awaken my senses then quickly changed. From my sleep wear, which was just a plain white shirt and a pair of boxers, I found myself wearing a tattered gray shirt with a white wolf head printed on the front, which was badass on my opinion, dark blue jeans with holes on the knee areas, black socks and black sneakers.
I ran downstairs and sat down on a chair in the dining room. "Honey, what took you so long?" My mom asked me. "I was a bit tired from last night's homework." I lied as I added some Cheerios in my bowl. I was at Grover's last night playing video games.
"Ha! Take that! Take this! I'm owning ya, Perce!"
Grover was 'owning' me in Mortal Kombat. I shook my head, a devilish smirk appearing on my lips. "I don't think so, Grover." I said as a used a combo that's called 'Tundra Slice'. As soon as I used it, Grover swore.
"Damn it Perce, why are you so good at this game?!" he raged as he started mashing the buttons, desperately trying to win the match with his health really, really low. "'Cause I'm awesome?" I guessed as I made one final move, finishing JC, or rather, Johnny Cage.
Grover slumped on the sofa. "Hey Percy," he started. "Wouldn't your mom ask you if you do your homework?"
I shook my head, waving my PS Vita around. "Nah. She won't. She trusts me."
"But won't that make you feel guilty?"
"I've been through worse situations that made me feel very guilty. I'm used to it now."
"Oh... Okay, I guess." he said quietly. There was an awkward silence after that. "Hey, Percy, want a soda?"
I didn't feel like eating breakfast so I stood up and walked towards the driveway. "Aren't you going to eat your breakfast?" Mom asked.
"I'm not hungry." I stated, shaking my head slightly. "Well you need to eat something before going to school." Mom said. "I'll eat an apple later." I told her.
Now, you may be wondering who I am. My name is Percy Jackson, son of Sally Jackson. The woman that said I should eat something? That was her.
I grabbed my black jacket from the jacket hanger-thing, putting it on. Once I got outside, cold air greeted me, making my jacket flutter a bit, but my chicken-hair styled hair just remained as it is, wild and slightly spiky.
I kept walking steadily towards my car, a black Camaro ZL1, took out my keys. Since I'm sixteen, I'm old enough to drive. I started my car and turned on the radio with "Talk Dirty to Me" by Jason Derulo blasting through the speakers. I grinned as I pushed the 'down' button of the driver's window before placing my left arm on the now lowered window. My other hand was still on the stirring wheel, mind you, so don't freak out.
I passed by some cars, and every once in a while, other students of my school. I would sometimes wink at some girls, and they would giggle in response. A few would blow air kisses at me.
The ride to school wasn't long since I live pretty near to school. As I got out of my car, I was greeted by the sight of my girlfriend, Annabeth Chase, walking towards me. "Hey, baby." She whispered seductively, wrapping her arms around my neck before kissing me on the lips. Once we pulled apart, I said, "'Sup Annabeth?"
Only then I was able to see her fully (not just her face). Her blonde locks were on her shoulders. Her stormy gray eyes were glinting with mischievousness. She wasn't wearing lipstick (which made me glad 'cause my lips wouldn't be red). She was wearing a sleeveless white and red blouse, showing a lot of cleavage. She was wearing a skirt that barely reached her knees as well. She was also wearing pink flats, much to my dismay. I hate pink but, eh.
Annabeth is the most popular girl in the school and I'm the most popular dude, which probably explains why the girls on the street acted all 'flirty-flirty'. Guys just want to be me, and girls want to date me, even if they already know that I'm taken.
Next thing I knew, Grover was sprinting towards me and Annabeth. "Percy! What's up, bro?" he said. Grover and I have been friends ever since we were born. Our parents were close so they arranged us in a play date and we were destined to be bros 'till the end. "Hey, G-man, and the answer to your question is the ceiling." I replied, making both my girlfriend and best friend roll their eyes.
"Still looking badass than ever, I see." said Grover, smirking. "The girls will probably faint as you walk down the hall, Perce." I chuckled, patting my friend's back with a grin. "Probably, G-man, probably."
I then walked towards the secretary's office with Annabeth and Grover and received my schedule. "Dude, we're together in Science and Math! I guess we'll be lab partners!" Grover exclaimed.
"Grover, ever since you almost burned my hair last year, I don't think having you as my lab partner would be a great idea, no offense bro." I stated. We then climbed up a few flights of stairs before finally entering our room. I noticed a paper on the wall. Hmm… My adviser is Sir Dionysus. I grinned.
Right when I was about to turn around to ask Annabeth something, I got hugged from behind. "Oh my God, Percy, you're finally here!" I heard a female voice squeal. I rolled my eyes, knowing who it was. "Get off me, Aphrodite." I told her.
I heard her harrumph, but she did as told, allowing me to face her. Allow me to introduce her to you. Her name is Aphrodite la Beauté. She's French, mind you. Like Annabeth, she, too, has blonde hair except it was straight, reaching nearly her lower back. She has bright emerald eyes, which is the most captivating feature of her by the way, but don't tell Annabeth that. She was wearing a bright yellow blouse that showed a lot of cleavage, which I admit, nearly blinded me. She was wearing a shorter skirt than Annabeth and was wearing some kind of mix of flats and high-heels.
Aphrodite was currently pouting but said, "You haven't changed a bit, Percy."
I grinned, making my eyes turn to a lighter shade of sea green. "Thanks, 'cause I plan to keep it that way." Then I noticed something. "Hey, where's Hera? Isn't she supposed to be here by now?" I asked her.
The French shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't know."
Right as she said that, a brunette burst into the classroom. She took a deep breath before saying, "Hey." with a small smile to her friends.
I nodded to the girl, as did Grover, but Annabeth and Aphrodite nearly hugged her to death. "Ladies, ladies, I think you're suffocating her. Guys don't like beautiful ladies dying, you know." I said half-jokingly.
Hera pried herself from the arms of her best friends. "So, am I late?" I pretended to look at my non-existent watch before saying, "As long as the teacher's not here, you're not late." I told her.
Hera was just as beautiful as the two other girls. She had brown hair that reached up to her upper back, brown eyes that would easily tell her emotions (I've seen her angry before, and believe me, I don't want to see her angry ever again). She was wearing a white shirt with flowery sleeves that somehow resembled a wedding gown top, a white skirt that reached up to her knees with flowery sleeves as well, and white slip-on shoes. All in all, she looked like some kind of bride.
The suddenly, someone shouted, "Sir Dionysus is coming!"
Chaos immediately erupted in the room. Students were dashing everywhere, trying to find a suitable seat before the teacher entered the room. I then gestured with my head an area of empty seats in the back, silently telling my friends to sit there.
After that, I calmly walked past other teenagers before sitting on a chair, which was in the middle part of the back. Soon enough, everyone was seated. Annabeth was seated to my right, Grover was seated to my left, Aphrodite was seated to Annabeth's right and Hera to Grover's left.
Everyone then immediately became silent when a man entered the room. He looked like he was standing at about 5'8; I wasn't sure since he was slightly slouching. He had uncombed black hair which was sticking out in every direction. He had purple eyes that would give you a feeling that he would know your every move. He was wearing a buttoned-up brown polo and black slacks. He had white socks that weren't properly pulled up and black shoes.
"Good morning, class." He said, albeit slurry. Wait. Was he… drunk? Uh oh. The principal wouldn't like that. There was a strict no drinking rule in the school.
There were a few mutters of good mornings from the students.
"I am Dionysus, your adviser for this school year. Now you all know the school regulations and such so I'm going to skip the orientation. All I'm going to do is introduce to you our new student. Let us all welcome Artemis, and yada, yada."
A girl entered the room as if on cue. She was hot. She was wearing a silver jacket that would shine against the room light, a white shirt, a silver skirt that reached her knees and silver boots. I had a feeling that she was addicted to the color silver. She had long, flowing auburn hair but what immediately capture my attention were her eyes. They, too, were silver but they reminded me of the moon. Soon, I found myself staring at her, captivated by her beauty.
"…Hello." The girl started hesitantly. "My name is Artemis. I'm fifteen years old. I… I have a brother here—"
Someone suddenly shot up from his chair. "I'm her brother and I—"
The girl, Artemis glared at the guy. "Quiet, Apollo. Don't humiliate me." she hissed at him. Her brother, Apollo, just grinned in response. This 'Apollo' guy had blonde hair. He had bright blue eyes which irritated me a bit. I like darker colors better. He was wearing a blue checkered shirt, violet-colored jeans with a brown belt circling his waist and a pair of blue sneakers.
"Aw, come on sis, you know you love me."
"In a brotherly way," Artemis snapped, "Now shut up."
"Make me." said Apollo with a cheeky smile.
"Oh I will. You want an arrow up your a—?!"
"Language, sis!"
After that exclamation, Apollo sat back down, leaving Artemis to finish her introduction. She didn't really say much though; she just repeated what she said earlier, except stressing on the word 'brother' while glaring at the said person.
Artemis then proceeded to walk towards a vacant seat in the front. While she was doing so, I smirked.
I got a new mission on my hands.