Don't hate on me, this is a Percy Jackson story and hes in the next chapter lol. this is also my first story so... yeah take it easy
Chapter 1: Toni
As I was dragged out of my bed for the millionth time by my loving mother, I was beginning to wonder what my life would be like without school. "Toni Tidal Jackson!" She yelled, "you can't stay in there forever!"
"Yes, I can" I mumbled. when she finally managed to pry me off my bed, she cupped my face into her hands so my startling sea green eyes met her warm brown ones and said " I love you with all my heart, and I want you to know that I don't want to send you away, but I have no choice". I stared at her and said " I understand, this is all because I'm some 'special kid', just reminding you though, I've been kicked out of 9 schools in my life, better start chalking up the 10th one now". She lightly shoved my shoulder and said, "Oh, shut up. I've got my famous blue pancakes ready for you in the kitchen!" I smiled," won't miss it!"
Ok, so let me fill you in on my life as of now, my name is Toni Tidal Jackson, I just turned 15, I am now a sophomore in high school, and I am both ADHD and Dyslexic, which doesn't make my life any easier. I live in an apartment on the upper east side of New York with my stepdad Paul Blofis and my mom Sally Jackson, sorry I mean Blofis, their married now. My mom is the best person in the world which of course, means that she had to have the worst luck. Her parents died when she was young, so she moved in with her uncle, both working and doing school to pay for her college funds. Right before she could go to college though, her uncle got cancer so she had to use those funds on him. But now, she's achieved her dream as a writer. One of the things that I find weird though is whenever I start at a new school or anywhere for that matter, she tells me to keep my real last name a secret and use Paul's (Blofis). But whenever I ask why she smiles and says " that namesake is very powerful, and it easily attracts trouble. But you will understand what I mean someday". I am honestly still waiting for that 'someday' to come.
So, back to the present day. I quickly slipped on my jeans sweatshirt and Adidas, and tied my poofy-curly hair into a ponytail and made my way into the kitchen. I was welcomed by the sweet smell of my pancakes and devoured them all as quickly as I could while grabbing my bags, kissing my parents' goodbye, and dashing towards the subway station. Only I didn't know that I wasn't going to be coming home that day.