Hello, dear readers! I may not be a big label and may not be that good at writing, but I do try my best. Keep in mind I am just an early teenaged boy. So, yeah! Enjoy the first chapter of Of Course I Came Back!
Hi. Today was one of my most traumatizing experiences. I am a 12 year old named Percy Jackson. I should probably recount the day for you.
*Flashback*
Percy's POV
I stepped through the gate, trying to avoid Luke Castellan. I started walking through the halls of Goode, going to my locker. I kept walking and noticed everyone huddled around the group of lockers near mine. Knowing Luke was going to try to pull something on me, I walked through the crowd. Acting like I didn't notice the red wire I was meant to trip over, I jumped over it and landed gracefully on my feet. I turned to the crowd and bowed cockily. Then I realized Luke getting up and walking to me. He punched me in the stomach, causing me to cough blood.
"Don't be so cocky, loser."
I laid there in 'pain' coughing, trying to get the air back into my system. As soon as I got sick of the act, I lashed out and kicked him in the balls, sprung up from the floor and got into a fighting stance. Then the lockdown siren sounded. Everyone but me scrambled to hide in classrooms. I saw Luke's girlfriend Annabeth Chase and saw she couldn't get into any classrooms. Then a guy came around the corner with a dagger. He got Annabeth and put the knife to her throat. He hadn't seen me and my fierce loyalty took over. Knowing everyone would see the small Percy Jackson challenging a 30 year old man made me ecstatic. But I wasn't doing it for the popularity. I was doing it because, as much as she teases me, Annabeth has some good in her. I sprinted at the man and he let go of Annabeth and pointed the dagger to me. I ran at him trying to disarm him. I saw the blade coming but couldn't dodge it. It sliced up from the bottom of my lip up to above my right eye. My adrenaline pumping, I couldn't feel the pain. Before he could get ready for another strike, I pinched the main nerve in his arm and he dropped the knife. I grabbed it and held it to him. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Annabeth cowering in the corner.
"Don't ever come to this school again." I scowled.
I sliced down his right shoulder joint then up the left and put the blade to his gut.
"Move an inch and you'll wake up in hell."
The police came and took the man away and the students came and started cheering my name. It didn't fit. The name 'Percy' being chanted didn't fit. They were all suddenly being nice because I did that. It wouldn't change the fact that they were rude.
"Shut up!" I yelled. "Chanting my name won't change the fact you were bullies."
The chanting stopped and I looked at them all.
"See you in senior year." I said and turned to walk out of the school.
*End of Flashback*
So, yeah. See why it's traumatic?