Peter's POV

My day only got worse after the bus because of that asshole Matt.

I walked off the bus just as I put the pocketknife in my pocket.

Matt saw me and grabbed my hand.

"What's that Insane?" he said with a smirk.

"Nothing, just leave me alone Anderson." I pleaded.

Even though I was twice his height and much bigger than him I never fought back.

I was still a suspect for the death of a student.

I swear I didn't kill her though, her name was Tammi and right after that her friend Kelli disappeared.

But not before blowing up a band room, which everyone except my English teacher Mr. Blofis accused me of doing.

I said that I saw the real guy that did it.

He had black hair and was my age with a red haired girl and they jumped out of the window and they were gone.

Leaving me to blame for the burning room and disappearance of two girls.

I always thought they were weird to begin with, they always smelled like goat and metal. A very weird combination.

But I didn't kill her everyone just assumed because of my condition.

It's not like that though it's just a nuisance every now and again.

Anyway where was I? Oh yeah.

Matt pulled my hand away and grabbed my pocketknife.

"Holy shit! Your planning on killing another person aren't you?" Matt said wide eyed.

"No I'm not! I'm just keeping it close it's very important to me." I said as I reached for it.

Matt pulled back as he looked at the pocketknife.

"Damn this is nice. What is it gold?" Matt asked.

"I don't know or care just give it back." I said trying to keep my voice down.

The teachers already hated me if I was caught yelling at another student I was fucked.

"This could sell for a pretty penny. I thank you for this wonderful gift Insane." Matt said laughing as he walked away with my favorite possession.

Anger welled up inside me and I had this cold sensation run through my head.

Then a very cold and icy wind blew through and hit Matt.

He started shivering and the wind seemed to be so strong that it pushed him back.

Then another blast this one much hotter came and pushed against him too.

Matt started to wince in pain and I could only guess why.

You know when you out in the cold and your hand or foot is really cold.

If you put it in warm water or something it burns like a motherfucker.

I assume that's what was happening here.

Anyway Matt got pushed back and fell down the steps and rolled all the way to my feet.

"Give. Me. My. Fucking. Pocketknife." I said gritting my teeth.

Matt just looked at me with a look of annoyance but I could see the fear in his eyes.

He got up and looked up at me.

"You want it" he said.

He turned and chucked towards the road.

"Go and get it." he said as he walked away.

I ran to where my pocketknife was and it looked totally fine.

Then a bus came and ran over it.

I was about to start crying when the bus left and I saw my pocketknife.

It was fine not one scratch on it.

I picked it up and examined it.

Then the bell rang and I bolted to my first class.

English, of course my favorite class is the first to be over.

I sat down in the back and tried not to get noticed.

"This seat taken?" a voice came up.

I looked up and saw a guy with black hair and sea green eyes.

I looked at him confused and then looked around for Matt, this had to be a prank.

"Is it?" he asked again patiently.

I just shook my head.

he sat himself right next to me and then stared at me.

"Hey I'm Percy Jackson." he said holding out his hand.

I just stared at it.

Then I realized I would look like an asshole if I did nothing so I took his hand.

"Peter Sane." I mumbled.

"So Peter this is my first year here could you show me around?" Percy asked.

I laughed which I never did. Mostly because everyone said it sounded like a psychopaths laugh.

What does that even fucking mean?

"Are you okay Peter?" Percy asked.

I stared at him "Wait you were serious?"

Percy nodded "I think we have the same classes."

He looked over at my schedule "Yeah we do."

I just stared at him. This guy didn't know me. I could actually have someone to talk to. I could have a friend.

"I guess I could show you around." I said.

Percy smiled and his green eyes seemed to brighten.

I let out a little smile too. Another thing I rarely did.

"Okay class let's get to work." Mr. Blofis said.

I learned Percy was Dyslexic right off the bat because he took forever to read a single page of anything.

And apparently he was Greek because he would curse in Greek every once in a while.

"So what's Greece like?" I said wanting to mentally blow my brains out.

Percy looked at me "Never been why?"

Now it was my turn to look at him.

"Your cursing in Greek." I pointed out which again made me want to kick myself.

Percy gave me a smirk.

"Was I?" he said.

I nodded and before I knew it Mr. Blofis was standing right behind me.

"Percy how are you adjusting?" he asked.

Percy smiled at the teacher.

"I'm doing fine Paul." he said.

Paul?

"Percy you know you have to call me Mr. Blofis in school." he said.

Percy nodded.

Mr. Blofis walked away to help some other students.

I gave Percy a confused look "Paul?"

Percy nodded smiling a little "He's my step dad."

I stared at him wide eyed.

The lucky son of a bitch.

"Sancti stercore filius canis fortunate."

Percy just looked at me absolutely lost and it took me a few minutes to realize what I said.

I just spoke in Latin.

Why the fuck did I just speak in Latin? I don't even take Latin.

Percy started laughing.

"What did you say?" he said through tears.

"I-I think I said, Holy Shit you lucky son of a bitch." I said still bewildered that I spoke in a dead language.

That made Percy laugh even harder which in turn made me chuckle a little.

"You just spoke in a language without knowing it? That's hilarious." Percy said as he banged his fist on the desk.

"You were doing it a few minutes ago if I recall correctly." I pointed out.

Percy held in his laugh which made him go red faced.

Then the bell rang and we had to go to our next class.

Percy stood up and when I got up he actually had to stare up at me with wide eyes.

"Whoa." he said.

"What?" I said innocently.

Percy gave me another smirk "You are a lot taller then you look."

I smiled down at him.

"So I've been told."

We walked to our next class and of course like every other day people steered clear of me and threw out insults.

"Murderer."

"Freak."

"Insane."

I know murderer should probably hurt the most but really Insane did.

"Dude why are people insulting you?" Percy asked as we got to our next class and sat down in the back.

"Because I'm a suspect in a murder case that happened here last year. And a kidnapping and because of my condition no one believes me." I sighed.

"What condition?" Percy asked.

I didn't want to tell him but he was my. Friend? I guess I could call him a friend now.

"I'm a Schizophrenic." I said.

I looked at Percy and I could see he had no idea what that was.

I rolled my eyes and then started doing the cuckoo thing with my finger.

"Mentally insane." I said.

Percy just looked at me.

Great ruined a friendship before lunch way to go Sane.

But Percy only asked "Did you actually do it?"

I shook my head.

"Then who cares?" Percy said throwing out another smile.

I smiled and looked at my new friend, I patted him on the back, which for a guy of my size is like punching balsa wood.

Percy hit the desk but didn't seem hurt he just started chuckling.

"S-Sorry." I said not meeting his eye.

"It's cool man. There is this girl at a camp I go to that picks on me every day so that was nothing." Percy explained.

I smiled. This was great I actually had a friend that I could sort of relate to.

And then Lunch came.

I was sitting at the table I usually sit at alone with Percy when Matt Anderson walked up.

"Yo, Insane." Matt yelled which made me wince.

"Please go away Matt. I really don't want to deal with you right now." I asked kindly but of course Matt wouldn't listen.

"You have something of mine. That pocketknife." he said with a grin.

I stared at him as if he was crazy.

"The pocketknife is mine and if you so much as touch it. You die." I said which made Percy chuckle a little.

"And have another murder on your hands?" Matt said laughing with his friends.

"I DIDN'T KILL HER!" I screamed and the entire lunch room went silent.

I got up out of my seat and towered over Matt who looked pretty scared.

I picked up Matt and lifted him until he was level with me. Which is like two feet off the ground.

"L-Look Insane..." Matt started.

"Peter." I said.

"W-What?" Matt said confused and terrified.

"My name is PETER!" I yelled.

"Okay, okay, Peter." Matt said which took me completely by surprise.

Did he really just call me Peter, he actually listened for once.

Awesome. Now people are going to think I'm a bully. Now Percy is going to think I'm a bully.

I put Matt down and stormed out of the lunch room.

I ran out to the football field and just sat on the bleachers.

"Hey, Peter?" I heard someone say.

I looked up and saw Percy standing there fidgeting with a weird necklace with a bunch of clay beads.

How did he get out here so fast?

"You okay?" Percy asked as he sat next to me.

I just shook my head.

"Pretty average day for me." I said with a small smile.

Percy smiled too which was a little reassuring.

"Look man I'm sorry I got you mixed up in this." I said.

Percy only chuckled.

"Dude I've been dealing with bullies my whole life. My other step father was a bully, the girl at my camp, and bullies in all the other schools I went to." Percy explained.

We sat there for the rest of the school day not really caring about out classes.

When the school day ended I had a pretty good idea that Matt had started a rumor that I went insane and tried to kill him or something.

"Hey, my step dad is taking me home we can give you a lift." Percy offered.

"Will I fit?" I asked in a joking manner.

Percy chuckled as he led me to the parking lot where Mr. Blofis was waiting with his keys in hand.

"Hey, Paul." Percy said.

"What's up Percy?" Blofis said.

Weird hearing a teacher talk like that. Gives me shivers even to this day.

"Can Peter get a ride home? I'm sure you heard about what happened at lunch." Percy said.

"The thing with that jackass Matt Anderson?" Paul said.

A teacher cursing about a student. That I did like.

Percy nodded.

"Yeah sure. Hop in Peter." Paul said.

Percy got in the shotgun seat which was fine with me because I needed the extra room for my freakish tallness.

I gave Paul the directions to my house.

When we reached it I got out and thanked Paul.

"See you tomorrow Peter." Percy and Paul said together as they drove off.

I smiled as I walked up to the house and opened the door.

"Hey mom I'm home." I yelled but she wasn't were she usually was.

"Mom?" I shouted.

"I-In here honey." my mothers voice came up from the living room.

I ran in and stopped when I saw the girl.

Did I say girl? I meant Goddess.

She was beautiful. She had amazing long black hair, dark eyes that still looked as soft as feathers, and stunning features that put every model out there to shame.

"Peter Sane?" she asked in her angelic voice.

"Um..." I started.

Wow, smooth however do I not have a girlfriend?

I nodded instead of talking which seemed like the better end of the deal.

The girl sat down across from my mother who looked a bit shaken up.

"My name is Reyna." the girl started.

"We need to talk."