Hey guys! So this is my first story on here but, unlike most of my first story predecessors, I would enjoy your criticism and/or anything you want to tell me. This story will follow different one shots that will almost ALWAYS have Percy and Paul or will include one talking of the other.

This will start with the normal meeting Percy ordeal and so forth from that. Annabeth will definitely be in them as well; well some of them.

Disclaimer; I don't own Percy Jackson and I cry myself to sleep because I don't own a spinning toilet seat either.

Paul's POV-

Sally Jackson, I could say so much about her. She's beautiful, talented, kind, and I swear to god I would do anything for her. Even if that means dealing with her son, who happens to be considered a diligent and has been kicked out of, I think, six schools now. To tell you the truth I was actually really scared to meet him. What if he was homicidal? What if he didn't like me? Would he kick my ass? Or would he kill me?

I was more scared than when I had to go for my job interview for Goode. He wasn't the ideal kid. I wondered if he hurt Sally. But the way she talks about him like she's so proud of him and that she wouldn't change him for the world. It baffles me that she treats him this way like he's so amazing and if you saw her house you would never believe her son is a diligent though. All these pictures of these really happy looking boy and his friends.

It's like a timeline, from his preschool days, to his elementary school days, to his first year of some summer camp he goes to.

I'm shaking as I open the door that Sally left unlocked for me, telling me I could just walked in. As I walked in heard the sound of her soothing voice.

"Percy, tell me what happened that made you so upset. I mean if you can, you have to know I'm always here to talk. I'll always be there for you."

I made, and I swear it, the tiniest squeak in the world on the floor boards, and fast as lightning Percy was standing feet from me. I don't think I'm making a good impression if he decides that I was trying to eavesdrop.

"Mooom, I think there's a man in our house. Well, I know there's a man in the house. I'm not sure if he's Paul or whoever but he seems to be quite solid."

Percy was… different than expected. I thought he would be this messed up kid with a leather jacket and some combat boots, maybe a tattoo or two, piercings. Things of that nature. But he just looked like a… kid, he had a orange shirt on that I supposed was for a camp, because well.. It said camp; but that was all I could make out. He had some holy jeans let me tell ya. With his converse and his shorter than average stature I felt like a jackass. I assumed he would look like a ass, but he didn't. Did I forget to mention how his green eyes scared the daylights outta me? They looked liked the sea, vast and endless. They seemed as if they had seen everything, all the bad and all the good. But yet he seemed happy and light hearted.

"Percy," Sally, oh, sweet Sally said with the nicest voice she could muster, "This is Paul."

As soon as she said that his eyes went a dark shade of green, I pretty much died, right there, in front of them both.

"Ah, hello. Nice to meet you I s'pose," his eyes, my lord, I could swear they were looking into the deepest parts of my soul, I felt violated but I sure as hell wouldn't say that to him. I've got nothing to hide. I couldn't believe I was thinking that, there's no way he could read my mind or see my inner most secrets. I felt like a fool.

"Nice to meet you too Percy," I say a bit to fast, thinking how the boy must not think I'm afraid I calm myself down.

With that though Sally steps in, "I'm going to finish dinner, why don't you two boys go watch TV?"

We sit in silence together. The only noise when Percy laughs a little at a joke on That 70's Show. With a sudden movement in my peripheral vision Percy goes from facing front to looking directly at me.

"Paul," he says uncertainly, which shocked me I must admit, he seemed so confident before; though he only said two sentences to me. "I have to ask you just one thing. Will you take care of my mom? Not hurt her, not anything but take car of her? That's all I need to know."

"Yes Percy, with no doubt in my mind will I ever do anything to hurt your mother intentionally. But I have one question for you as well. Why do you care about your mom? I mean when she said I was dating her you got all serious and from what I've heard that's not you," taking this step either meant I was going to go downhill or uphill with him. Boy I hoped it was the latter.

"She's all I have left," he turned away from me, infatuated with the TV again. Though now he put on Finding Nemo which I found to be questionable at the time. He seemed so sincere but then Nemo touch the "butt" and he laughed like a little kid. "Paul, you're teacher right?"

"Uh, yeah. Why? Got something against teachers?" I tried to joke but, I'm not the best at them.

"Yeah, actually. But not you. Listen, I need some help. I'm not sure if mom told you but I have ADHD and dyslexia And I just want her to be proud and… would you help?"

"You didn't specifically ask what you wanted help with."

"I just want help in school. So I'm not so stupid. Just, ya know, a little stupid," he seems so insecure, but I wouldn't have guessed. He's like a teenager in there. Ah, puberty, fun I s'pose."

"I'll help in any way I can. I do specialize in helping dyslexic kids. But know I'm not doing this for anyone but you."

He flashed his famous, though I didn't know it was famous back then, lopsided grin and returned to his movie saying as he turned, "Thanks. You're not so bad."

I had to laugh at that. After what seemed to me like a comfortable silence Sally called us over for dinner. We spent most the time just with small talk. When it was time to leave I said my goodbyes and made a day with Percy to help him out.

"Thanks, Paul," he had said, "I just wanna make her proud ya know?"

"Yeah, I get it. She makes you want to do your best. She does that to everyone I think."

"You're a good guy Paul. I'm glad she chose you."

But here we are, leaving them for the night. I wondered what they were talking about before still, but I won't pry. I don't really pry. I'm still the "new guy" around here. After my goodbye to Sally I walked out. I spent the subway ride home thinking how different Percy was than I had thought. I realized, maybe I was a bad judge of character. But he was the subject of two nationwide manhunts right? What was I suppose to think? Maybe I did judge him wrong, but I went on facts. Still, I couldn't help but feel so bad, like I wasn't worth it anymore. I should've gone on what his mother had said, not what his file said.

So, I hope you all enjoyed. I also hope you'll leave me a review and some criticism even. I definitely enjoyed writing it. I love Paul's character and how he comes into the family and takes the shit like a man, haha.

I'm not to sure what I'll write next. Maybe the studying bit. I don't know. But you could leave a comment asking below.

Again I'll try to make the POV's differ between chapters.

Till next time,

~Petey