Scars

by Grod44

This story follows the PJO characters as college students as mortals. It centers on Percy who is struggling with depression, and is trying to make his way in his first year of college. This is my passion project, and i used parallels from my life so please keep in mind that this could be someones life. Warning: Mature content, includes suicide, self-harm, and depression.

2. Chapter 2

Disclaimer: All characters used are not mine. They belong to Rick Riordan and his likeness.

Chapter 2

"PERRYYYY (she knows I hate the name Perry, but that's been her pet name for the past five years) OH MY GOD I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WENT HERE." "

"Nice to see you too Meg."

Well this is it this is how my life ends. An awkward staircase conversation.

"We were just going down to hang out in the quad for a bit, you gotta come with us!"

"But I-"

"NO EXCUSES, come on it'll be fun."

And with that she takes my hand and we go down stairs. We all stand around the quad as lester introduced me to a few of his friends; Neil, Frank, and Peaches. We all stood and talked for a bit. Mostly about Lester and Meg's relationship. I hated every second of that conversation. Though I do gotta say those were some really chill dudes, especially Neil and Frank.

I finally got out of there and went back to my room. I needed to sleep. I went through two hours of agonizing hell, and now all I wanted was my depression to take hold of me and let it rock.

The week went by fairly smoothly, right until Saturday. I was with my friends Piper, and Jason in the dining hall when a girl with bright blonde hair comes over to Piper. "You were in my orientation group right, could you help me out, this guy keeps following me and I'm getting really creeped out." So she sat down and joined us and we got to talking about her situation. Then this scrawny blond hair boy walked over. "Hey I was looking all over for you, who are your friends?" He introduced himself as Octavius and sat down with us. As it turns out he had an over inflated ego and was dumber than a door nail and believed he was going to be the next big thing. Thankfully a group of frat boys walked over and he joined them and left us alone.

Since I had my car on campus I decided to take us somewhere, and Jason suggested Ihop. "I could go for blue pancakes" I said. "What are blue pancakes?" asked Annabeth. "Oh only the greatest things ever. The night ended up being really fun. Annabeth turned out to be such a nice person….and a little cute I'll admit.

I feel asleep that night feeling the happiest I've been in a long time. It feels better when I know I have people that I can rely on. I hate feeling alone. When I do, it never ends well for me.

(AN: I'll admit it's going to be a little slow at first, but I'm building up to something. Just be a little patient)