Turns out I haven't posted that chapters like I thought I had .Here's chapter one .I thought I posted it already. Sorry .chapter two wollbe here soon
Argyros's POV:
I've never had a good time at schools. They're boring and I learned everything they had to teach me a long time ago. Unfortunately, looking after my brother means that I have to go to school. Technically we're two years apart, but because I can't read English I got held back in school one year and was eventually sent to schools for the 'special kids.' Right now I'm attending Yancy Academy with my brother.
Mom sent me to Yancy not just to look after my brother, but also because no other school wants me at this point. I feel bad about it, but I have anger issues and they tend to get me removed from most schools. That and the fact that I can't pass anything because I can't understand what I'm supposed to be working on.
I'm laying in my bed, my notebook closed on my lap with a pencil in the metal ring that binds it together. My roommate is some rich guys daughter who thinks she can do whatever she wants. It's aggravating and takes all my self control to not punch her in the face. I'll fight anyone else, but my roommate is the one person that I can't. I tried threatening her once and she went crying to her father. If I'm kicked out in the middle of the year I'm screwed. No one else will take a screw up like me.
I put my notebook in my bag and use my lock to close all the pouches. I don't trust my roommate to not come snooping while I'm asleep. Usually I stay awake longer than her, but tomorrow I'm helping with a field trip for extra credit and I don't want to be exhausted around sixth graders, uhg. Probably the worst kids in the entire school. No self control, no manners, and they usually think they know everything.
I make sure my bow is secure on my head before I curl up and close my eyes to try and go to sleep. I can hear my roommate and her snotty friends in the other part of the room being as loud as they can playing truth or dare. This will be a long night.
Not twenty minutes after I finally get to sleep I get woken up by the sound of someone trying to sneak up on me. I call Sally and Percy my mom and brother, but really I live in the alley next to their apartment building. They can do everything but keep me in their house since they don't have the money to legally adopt me, so I've gotten very used to sleeping with one eye open per say. I wake up really easily whenever something happens around me.
I decide to scare the girl and keep my eyes closed until she's leaning over me. "Need something?" I ask and open up my eyes, looking straight at a short and thin girl that looks terrified. She looks like she's going to hyperventilate or pass out from being so scared. She shakes her head and scurries back to her friends in a circle. I sigh and sit up, fixing my bow before I walk over to my roommate and her group of friends. "Wake me up again and I'll make sure you're all in the nurse's office all day tomorrow." I threaten them all with a sharp glare. "Oh, and if you warn your dad that her precious daughter was scared again." I turn to my roommate and pause for effect. "I'll snap your arm." I tell them sharply. I don't care about what consequences I have to deal with. Besides, as long as I'm not actually hurting anyone it'll be illegal to expel me. I think.
I walk back to bed and lay down again, crawling back under the covers and closing my eyes. Quickly and easily, I fall back asleep. Another thing I've gotten used to, falling asleep quickly anywhere.
I wake up in the morning to my alarm going off. I smile and sit up, turning it off. The girls didn't bother me the rest of the night thankfully. I feel rested and not so horrible about spending the day with a bunch of sixth graders.
I walk to the bathroom in my dorm and change into my comfiest clothes, a black hoodie with a grey shirt under it and normal brown cloth pants. I take off my bow and brush through my short hair before putting on a baseball cap. Usually I'm not allowed to wear it to classes, that's why I wear the dumb bow, but because I'm helping I get a privilege today.
I go into my area of the room and grab my smaller bag, putting in the essentials of my drawing notebook and some pencils. I make sure that I have at least one nice small and large eraser before going to the large mini fridge in the room and grab my lunch for the day. I go back to my area and lock my bag up again before putting it up on the tallest shelf I set up for all my books(not that I can read them).
Luckily, my roommate is still asleep as I'm leaving. I pull my keys out of my right sneaker then put my black shoes on. I put the keys around my neck then leave silently so I don't come up to a raging girl who seems to constantly be on her period.
I get to the teachers for the field trip early like I was instructed. They're waiting in Mr. Brunner's room. The room and teacher always gives me the creeps. Who needs a real sword and armor on display? Percy says that Brunner even uses the sword for a game. That seems like a horrible idea.
"Ah, Argyros. So glad to see you made it." Mr. Brunner greets me as I walk into the door. I nod politely then look to Ms. Dodds. Ever instinct tells me she's trouble. I'll have to keep an eye on her.
"Thank you for letting me come." I respond to the male teacher with a believable fake smile. "Where are we going today? My counselor failed to tell me that detail." I put my hands in my hoodie pockets.
"We're going to a museum in the city." Mr. Brunner says shortly. Great, a museum. What better place for a bunch of hyperactive, immature, devil children.
It takes about twenty minutes before the children get here. I wish I had grabbed a fidget from my bag. I've never been diagnosed with ADHD before, but I always have trouble sitting still when I have nothing to do or when I'm not interested with what I'm waiting for. Instead, I resort to taking out one of my pens and twirling it between my fingers.
The first few kids finally start to trickle in. I was assigned the role of taking attendance even though I can't read the name of the kids on the list. Instead, I had them all sign a sheet as they come in. When I give it to Dodds she looks annoyed, but I walk away before she can get too mad at me. I chuckle as Percy and his friend come in late. I walk over to Dodds and tell her that the two just came in. All I get is a grunt of acknowledgment from her so I leave her be.
I look out to the crowd of the class and sigh as it's already getting horribly loud in the room. Percy looks up and sees me for the first time. I smile as he grins happily. He makes a motion with his hand, something we came up with a long time ago when we couldn't talk because of thin walls and angry neighbors.
'Talk?' He asks, a hopeful look on his face. I suppose not all sixth graders are devil children. There's a few that are tolerable.
'Later, promise.' I motion subtly back then turn to Brunner, walking over to him. "When are we leaving? I think all the kids are here, right?"
Mr. Brunner looks up at me. "I suppose." He grabs his bag then wheels himself over to Ms. Dodds. "We're ready to head out, correct. You lead the way." He says calmly.
It takes what seems like an hour to get all the excited children onto the bus. It was like herding cats. They only went calmly when Brunner threatened to call off the trip. I highly doubt that he would actually, but it seemed to work as the kids filed onto the bus and crammed themselves in.
I wait till everyone has found their seat and sit down in an empty one close to the front. Percy is a seat behind me on the other side of the isle. I turn to talk to him.
"Hey there kid." I grin to him, leaning over so I'm a little farther out on the isle.
"Argyros!" Percy grins. "What are you doing here?"
"Chaperoning, can't you tell?" I grin back. "Well, that and trying to not fail classes." I shrug.
"Perrcy." Percy's friend says nervously. "Wh-who's that?" The boy asked nervously.
"Grover, this is my sister Argyros." Percy looks back to his friend for a moment. He turns back to me. "Sis, this is my friend Grover I was telling you about."
"Nice to meet you Grover." I nod, sitting up a little. As I do, I see a piece of sandwich fly and hit Grover's head. I twist in my seat and go onto my knees to see another piece of sandwich fly and hit Grover again. My hand tightens into a fist. I hate bullies, and the girl I'm looking at is definitely a bully. Hitting someone twice is no accident. Another piece of sandwich hits Grover.
"She's not worth it. Besides, I like peanut butter." I hear Grover from near the window. I slide back down and glance over to the two.
'I'll figure out how to get her back later.' I think silently.
The rest of the bus ride is horrible and loud. Percy and I catch up a little bit. Grover looks really nervous the entire time.
We finally stop, arriving at the museum. It felt like it took years on that bus. Everyone piles off of the bus that I have to wait until the last kid is off for me to be able to stand up.
I keep behind the entire group so that I can make sure no one runs off. As we go, I notice Ms. Dodds increasing hate for Percy. I make a mental note to keep an eye on her. We keep going to the greek section and I try to avoid looking at most of the displays.
I zoned out of most of Mr. Brunner's lecture of… well, whatever he was talking about. I finally do zone back in when he had called on Percy who had finished explaining about the Titans. The red headed bully had made a snarky comment about the real life effect of the stories.
Brunner looks disappointed when Percy can't answer. I raise my hand instead. The male teacher raises an eyebrow with a slightly surprised look on his face. "Yes Argyros?"
"I have your answer." I pause. "The way the stories will help you in real life is that they teach you. Every story has something right and wrong that happens. If you can figure out what those parts are then you can know how to not screw up."
Brunner nods. "That is one reason that these stories matter. Now, off to lunch then." Brunner tells everyone. Ms. Dodds watches over everyone like a hawk as they leave while Percy stays behind as per Brunner's request.
I follow the rest of the group out of the museum, a little worried about what Mr. Brunner wanted with Percy.
I find a good spot to sit alone, or as alone as I could be here. I eat my simple turkey sandwich and granola bar for lunch when familiar heavy footsteps approach. This will not turn out well.
