-I own nun of the Percy Jackson series, only the fanfiction-
Cursed
By: Potatoe Man
Chapter 1
"Nico! Wake up, it's time for school!" I groan at the very thought of getting up. Every morning my sister Bianca wakes me up and every morning I ignore her first attempted. This morning however, both her and my sister Hazel decide I need to wake up faster. After a minute of me not answering they both bust in and Hazel rips my blanket off me. When the blanket is gone Bianca takes the bowl in her hands and dumps half a gallon of water on me. I felt the ice that she had in there run over my skin as the cold water seeps into my bed sheets. I gult forward and scream, "What the hell!" I grab back my blanket and wrap myself up tightly. "You up now? Good, because we have to get to school so we get this suspension thing figured out." Hazel says coldly. See, I got into some trouble when this kid travis made a joke about Hazel being a whore, so I high fived him, in the face, with my fist. Hazel then slapped me and told me she could fight her own battles. Well travis went and told on me like a kindergartener and said I attacked him without cause.
Now I not only wanted to punch him again, I was also facing suspension for 'miss orderly conduct' or watever. We had to go into the office and give our sides of the story so they can have a proper understanding of the situation. They were also bringing in witnesses to the scene to get other stories of what happened. Luckily most of the people there knew me and are honest. My sisters stormed out of the room and I got up and slowly got dressed. The ice water had seeped into my bones and was making me slower than normal. After getting dressed I walked down to the kitchen where my sisters were standing, ready to leave. Bianca tossed my a plastic bag with a bagel and cream cheese in it and said, "Eat on the way, let's go." We exited the house and got into the car.
It only took twenty minutes to get to school so we went into the office building and entered principal Chiron's office. He looks up from his paper work and beckons me into the seat in front of him. "So, Mr. Di Angelo. I hear you….. Let's call it inflicted harm, on Mr. Travis Stoll yesterday evening. I would like you to tell me, in your words, what happened in that confrontation." said Chiron camly. I told him my side of the story how I, and everyone besides Travis, saw it. After I was finished he sat his chin on his knuckles and looked lost in thought. Finally his eyes cleared and sat up straight. "I do not condone the use of violence to solve your problems Mr. Di Angelo. However, seeing as travis provoked you, I'll let you off with a warning. No more fighting. You're a good kid with lots of friends who doesn't need to be swept up in violence. Do I make myself clear Nico?" he asked. "Yes sir." I answer. Chiron was the best. He was fair, kind, and tried to get everyone out of trouble if he could help it. He especially liked me because I apparently act just like he did when he was younger. We left the office as the bell rang for the start of classes. "See! That wasn't that hard was it? See you at lunch."bianca said as she walked away with her friends. Hazel rolled her eyes and walked away.
The rest of the day went by in a blur. Mostly I drew in my note pad while the teachers talked and packed up with everyone else when the bell rang. The teachers didn't care because even when I'm not paying full attention I get A's in all my classes. Well, except P.E.. I am the skinniest person in my class and we're one of those 'climb the rope and ring the bell' type schools. Those don't really mix well. I get an F even when I try, and believe me I've tried. It's my junior year and I still can't even do a push up. My sixth period is Chemistry and I sit next to Connor Stoll, Travis's brother. I sat down and he smiled at me. Even though his brother is a total douche, Connor and me were very close friends. Hence why after class he pulled me aside and said, "so there's this party happening at the old warehouse if you want to come. Don't worry, it's a small one and Travis won't be there." he said anticipating my comment before I said it. Even though I have a lot of friends i'm a very anti-social person. I usually avoid parties and gatherings do to the amount of people usually there. "I don't know. You know i'm not the type for parties." I say nervously. Sure, I could deck a senior no problem, but put me in a crowd of normal teenage party goers and I'll cower in a corner. "Don't worry so much. It's your junior year, you should be having fun and going to parties. Have a life and make mistakes." he replied smoothly. I don't know why I even considered it, but when he put it like that, maybe one party wouldn't kill me.