Hey... Err this is my first ever attempt at writing one of these. I really enjoyed the Goode highschool fanfics and this is just my own attempt or version on it. Sorry if i suck bad. Enjoy!

Percy's POV

I sat in my seat, waiting and waiting impatiently for class to end. Slouched against the backrest and feeling reallyy sleepy as I stared blankly to my left, looking out the grill covered windows.

I'd always wondered why they'd grill the windows. Rumours had been floating around that there had been 1 too many cases of students committing suicide through those windows.

Hell, I didn't blame them. I can't even begin to recall the number of times I had contemplated doing it during Mrs Dodds's classes.

"PERCY JACKSUUNNNN!" Mrs Dodds screamed, "Am I boring you?"

I rolled my eyes. Think of the devil and she shall appear...

"What?! No Mrs Dodds! Your lesson HAS to be the most exciting and interesting lesson out of allll the lessons in the whole world!" I sarcastically replied.

She eyed me carefully with those narrow and evil looking eyes... "Do not even think for a second that I won't give you detention for sarcasm" she hissed. After sharply turning her back to me, she proceeded to continue writing gibberish on the board.

Well she wasn't literally writing gibberish.

Let me explain, Hi! I'm Percy Jackson and I'm a diagnosed Dyslexic. See, whatever or whenever I see words, they don't make sense to me the same way they're supposed to. Oh yeah, and to make it even worse, I have ADHD.

Basically, I can't read shit or sit properly. Put me in a boring ass classroom with a boring ass teacher…

You'd sort of get the nightmarish picture of my behavior in class.

I'm what they would call a 'problem' student. 6 of the last schools I've been in, have kicked me out. BUT, to my defense – it's always been out of self-defense. Ha! my defense, self-defense? I crack myself up.

Anyway, this is the 7th school and you know what they say, 7th time's the charm right?

I've been called a delinquent, useless, stupid, dumb, and rebellious by both teachers and students alike.

The only reason I was able to last so long - so far, was because of my mom. She's had to raise me all by herself ever since I was little. I don't even know how she manages to do it, but being a single parent is not easy. I don't care what they show in movies, or how people say it isn't tough.

It is.

Plain and simple. You don't raise another human being by yourself and call it a fluke. You've gotta be damn strong.

I just couldn't handle disappointing her again. After the constant moving and long road trips… I can't continue being so selfish.

'Ringggggggg!' The bell sang it's beautiful, loud, and soothing song signalling the end of the week.

I packed up my books and stuffed everything into my bag pack. I was out of here. I stood up of my seat and rushed out the door.

I continued out the school's doors into the car park, amidst the students that were also rushing out.

Brisk walking, heading straight for my third-hand Subaru Impreza.

Suddenly, I felt a tingle in the back of my head. Next thing I heard was 'Smaack!' followed by a sharp, piercing pain spreading across my back. I yelled and fell to the warm asphalt.

Again, that damn tingling in my head came back. Followed by more pain erupting all over my back. 2 times was freaking enough.

I rolled to the side and stood up. Pain was flaring all over my now bruised back and I could feel my knees shaking from the shock.

I looked up and saw 3 horribly disfigured faces that were smiling and panting heavily. Greaat. It was Bryan and his 2 lackeys. Bryan was carrying a baseball bat, and I'm pretty sure that was what was causing my back to swell and throb.

They seemed surprised when I got up so quick.

"Are you insane?!" I yelled, "Dude, what the hell was that for?!"

"You think I forgot?" he spat, "You bumped into me last Tuesday and didn't even apologise. I spilled my apple juice all over the floor! And now you're gonna pay Jackson!"

"WHAT THE HELL? I didn't even..."

Bryan didn't give me the chance to finish. He rushed forward with his bat wound up and swung hard. Stepping back, I dodged it easily. The force of the swing sent a burst of wind blowing my fringe up. I can't afford to get hit by another of those.

Damn, there's that tingling feeling again. What is that? Bryan didn't let up. He followed up with a few more swings before he stopped, clearly out of breath.

By now, a crowd had formed.

"It wasn't me dude!" I shouted, "I didn't even go to school on Tuesday. Ask Mrs Dodds!"

"Doesn't matter" he panted, "I've gotta finish what I've started."

Bryan and his goonies had been picking on me ever since I got here, just trying to find a reason or excuse to start a fight. And I guess they finally got tired of being outwitted by me. I mean, what kind of dumb excuse is that?!

He charged forward again. This time I was determined to retaliate. I wasn't going to be anyone's scapegoat or punching bag.

I breathed in deeply, taking in as much air as possible. I waited till he was a few feet away from me and counter rushed towards him whilst holding my breath. His face was filled with surprise, but that was quickly erased as he started to swing.

I can't explain why or how, but ever since I was little, people seemed to slow down around me when I was moving fast. When I was young, my mum had signed me up for basketball. And although I didn't get to play for long because we had to move, the players on the court just seemed to be too slow for me. The coach had begged me to stay and stuff, but I was too little and had already moved before we had agreed on anything. Everything would slow down and move in slow motion, kinda like in the matrix when Neo dodged the bullets.

His first swing was wide and came in from the left side. I easily ducked under and released my wound up fist into his exposed torso. I could see his fats, skin and muscles jiggle and tense up against the acting force. I put more weight into the punch, and heard something crack.

Immediately I pulled back, and followed up with another punch into his liver area. 'Craack!' That must've been his rib cage. I let out my breath. Slowly pacing my breathing rate.

I stepped back and watched him drop the bat, as he crumpled to the floor gasping and gagging for air. Saliva, mucus and all kinds of liquids was falling from every hole on his face.

"Ew"

His friends rushed forward and started screaming for help and an ambulance.

Dramatic much?

I rolled my eyes, turned around and headed for my car.

News of 'the fight' had spread like wildfire. Apparently a few of the students had recorded the whole thing and uploaded it to YouTube. It had gotten 3 million views in 2 days. I couldn't help myself but read the comments of the video, and I started laughing my ass off.

It didn't help Bryan's case that he was 7 ft. and I was only 6'3. He was the captain of the wrestling team, an All-American and a future Olympic athlete. I had taken him down in the total duration of 7 seconds.

The following Monday, the school had called for a meeting and had asked my mum and myself to come down.

The next few hours had flown by quickly.

We had met with the principal, Paul and apparently my mum and he had hit it off instantly. He didn't feel like it was fair expelling me, but had to, due to Bryan's parent's large influence and contribution to the school. I would be transferred to a school that would take me in and it wouldn't show on my record but I had to leave effective and immediately.

We drove home in silence after the meeting. We both didn't know what to say or just didn't know how to say it. I just kept looking out the window, just refusing to make eye contact.

"Damn it" my mum sighed, "How did this happen again? Why do these things keep happening to you? It wasn't even your fault. You're a good boy, I know you are…"

I saw the tears in her eyes gather, as she looked down, and slowly put down the car keys on the kitchen counter.

Not knowing what to say, I kept quiet.

"I don't know if I can do this anymore Percy. The constant travelling, the packing and moving. Enough is enough." she whispered, "I love you so much Percy, but I'm… I'm sending you to a boarding school."

I walked up to her and hugged her tightly.

I hated that I was the cause of my mum's pain. I hated myself for causing her to feel this way. Or to have to force her to do something she didn't want to. Why was I so stupid and impulsive?!

"It's alright Mum... I understand… I don't want to make you move when you've finally found a job here and have settled down." I replied, "It's my fault, and I have to take responsibility."

"I hate this. I never wanted any of this for you Percy. I love you so, so much son." she whispered.

"I understand mum..." I replied.

"You don't have to apply or look for a boarding school yet. We'll give it the week, and then decide what is best together, okay?" She hugged me back tightly.

A million thoughts ran through my mind. Hurt, despair and mainly anger at myself for allowing this to happen again. Where was I going to go? Which school would actually take me in? I had only gotten into this one because my mum had begged me to be accepted.

Frustration and guilt crept in as I didn't know what to do.

"Alright mum. I love you too. It will all work out." I responded. "I guarantee it" as I gritted my teeth.

I would get into a school. Never again will I make my mum cry or disappointed, as I determinedly resolved this in my heart.

No one's POV

*In a study room somewhere...*

"Did you see the video?" a woman dressed in black asked.

"Yes, I did. Very interesting… this boy." A man in a wheel chair replied.

"Do you think...?" she asked, "No ordinary person would be able to withstand 2 hard hits to his spine with a bat and get up like nothing has happened. Or retaliate and break his opponent's entire rib cage with just 2 hits."

"Hmmmm, send him the invitation. We'll just have to meet him and see." He smiled.

"Yes sir, consider it done." she hurried out the room and closed the doors behind her.

Clicking on the video to play once more, the man watched intently as it displayed a boy dodging, and then knocking out a giant with 2 singular precise blows. "Hahaha interesting… Very interesting." He laughed.

"Welcome to Demi-Goode Academy, Percy Jackson" he grinned.