AN: As you can read in the summary, this story is highly inspired from the game Bully by Rockstar. I'd recommend you check that out.
This is my first fanfic, and also my first try on story writing. Constructive Criticism is highly appreciated!
P.S: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians as well as any of it's characters. All of that is owned by Rick Riordan.

"What's the point? I'm bet I'm gonna be kicked out by the end of the first week anyway..."

I stared by the window of the car. I watched the other cars passing by so that I could distract myself from some thoughts.

"I mean, I've already been expelled like, six times already. What makes mom think that I'll last with this one?" I said to my step-dad, Paul, who was driving.

"Well, Yancy Academy's the toughest school in America. I'm pretty sure there's no student they can't handle, Percy."

I snorted. "Yeah, right. Not even someone who blew up a School Bus, huh?" Paul kept silent. Probably becuase he was focusing on driving.

So anyway, I was kicked out from six schools at six years. Not because I was some scumbag (well, I'm pretty sure I'm not one. The teachers pretty much think I'm the devil's child or something) but because I pretty much have the worst luck. I mean, I always find myself at the wrong place at the wrong time.
One time, in fourth grade, we went to the Sea World Shark Pool, where I accidentally hit the lever of the of the catwalk where the rest of the class was standing, and well, took them for an unplanned swim.

I also mentioned the time I blew up a School Bus. Seriously, I swear I wasn't aiming at it when I accidentally fired that War Cannon on our fifth grade field trip.
See how I always mention the word 'accidentally'? Well, I don't even know how I find myself in these situations.

I kept on staring by the window. I could see the town where the school was. I guess I'll have to used to this place while I stay in this school. The town was much different from the skyscrapers I see back at Manhattan. I would try to get used to this, alright.

That is, if I even last a year here.

"Listen, Percy. Like I said, this school has the reputation of being the toughest school in the US. They're used to handling the worst delinquents of the country." Paul spoke, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Not that you are one," He added quickly. "I believe that you're a good kid, but you're just very unfortunate."

"Thanks." I replied dryly. I can see the school on the horizon.

"And anyway," He added, "This is pretty much the only school in this country that will accept you, given the situation. Your other choice would probably be that school in Scotland, but that's at another continent." He chuckled at that part.

I kept silent for a bit. Well, if this was the toughest school, maybe I'm not even the worst case here. Man, I really have the worst luck. I have to endure ten months at this freaking school.

"Man, I wish mom was here right now, so I could at least see her one last time before I get miserable again." I said sadly to Paul.

"You were the one who said that she shouldn't go with us so she could have time to prepare for the release of her first novel, after all. He replied.

"Yeah, I guess." I replied, "But that doesn't mean I can't wish that she was here, right?" I added. Paul chuckled a bit at this statement. Then he got a more serious.

"Percy, this is most likely your last chance. You need to be careful and try to stay in line. Your wouldn't want to break your mom's heart, right? I know that you're not a bad person, but what I'm saying is you should try to stay in class and try not to find trouble."

As much as it hurt me, Paul was right. I should try to stay out of trouble this time. But, it always seems like trouble is the one who's finding me.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." was my reply.

We were already just a few blocks away from school. My stomach suddenly filled with dread.

"I wish that you would be teaching there." I said, "I know you tried to convince the principal at Goode High to let me in there, but he was probably afraid of me or something." I joked half-heartedly.

Paul looked down at that comment. That was his first time failing at convicing the principal of something. I probably shouldn't say that.

We finally reached the gates of the school. It was much bigger than I expected it to be, now that I finally got to see it up close.

"Here at last," Paul declared. I got out of the car and took my stuff. It wasn't much really, since the school would provide all the supplies needed.

"Well, goodbye for now I guess." I said. "Tell mom that I'll try to call her every week while I'm here." I added.

"Alright Percy, goodbye and good luck." Paul said to me smiling. "And remember, behave." He said in a stern tone.

"I already got that." I replied dryly to him."

Paul closed the window of his Prius and drove away. I stared at the car for a while until it went out of my sight.

Then I stared at the massive gates of the school. Since this is the toughest school, maybe I will last a year or two here.

Well, I won't find that out unless I went in. It's now or never, I guess.

So that's the first chapter. It's mostly dialogue and exposition for now. Expect more action by the third chapter.
Again, Reviews and Constructive Criticism is much appreciated!