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Chapter Two: The First Day of my Nightmare
BEEP BEEP BE—I slammed my hand on the snooze button and groaned. I was cocooned in a blanket of warmth and I didn't want to leave. I blearily open up one eye and looked at my calendar. In red sharpie were the words 'First Day of Hell.' Great, my nightmare was going to begin. Rolling out of my bed must have been the hardest thing I have ever done.
I trudged my way to the bathroom and got ready. As I was washing my face I considered putting on make-up. My mom had gotten me a whole set last year for my birthday. I never even took it out of the package. I shook my head and went back to my room to decide what to wear. I had to look good and show it to those s—
Wait, what? Let me tell you something, Persi Jackson does not give two cents as to what other people think, unless it is my mom or close friends. And as of now I didn't have any close friends. Looking good for something was not my thing. I picked out randomly, not letting the insecure thoughts crowd my mind.
I looked at myself in the mirror. I was proud of who I was, even if I was dressed in old ripped up jeans and a regular T-shirt. Even if my flaws were easy to see, I was not going to let some prissy rich kid dictate who I am. This girl was ready to kick some serious podex.
Brushing my hair as I walked into the kitchen, I stopped in my tracks. That smell…the heavenly smell of BLUEBERRY WAFFLES! My mouth began to water as I approached my mom.
"Good morning, would like some waffles sweetie?" she asked, the corners of her mouth turning up because she knew I was about to turn into a puddle of drool.
"Morning mom, can I have three waffles please?" I gave her my best baby seal impression. She laughed at my antics and gave me a plate with four pieces of Elysium-on-a-plate.
Paul was chuckling at my expense, "Careful Sally, or Persi might just eat the entire batch."
I scowled at him as I shoveled the food into my mouth. That shut him up immediately.
After finishing my food and brushing my teeth, I shouldered my backpack full of my new school supplies. My mom gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and shoved me out the door before I could start begging to be home-schooled. "Have a good day and make good friends!"
I sighed. When did I not make new friends? The problem would be not making any new enemies
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The car ride passed in silence. Paul probably didn't want to upset me. I inwardly smirked at that, we all knew who was responsible for the happy marriage. Me. If Paul didn't ask me first before asking my mom, he wouldn't have lasted a week. Trust me on that one.
As we got closer to Goode, I realized my palms were sweaty. My stomach also felt weird. My eyes widened as I realized I was nervous. Don't get me wrong, I have been nervous before…but never for the first day at school. After all, I have been the new kid many time before.
We arrived and I got my first good look at my new school. The front entrance was made out of brick and it have off a homey kind of vibe. Paul parked in the teacher's parking space.
"At the end of the day, meet me at my classroom. The main office is on your right. You can't miss it." Then Paul rushed out of the car. I shrugged, he did have his quirks after all.
I entered the office. The secretary was a pretty lady who looked actually excited to be there. "Hello my name is Persi Jackson, I came here to get my schedule." Her name tag read 'Mellie Cloud.'
She typed in my name on the computer and handed me a slip of paper. "Welcome to Goode! My name is Ms. Cloud and if you have any questions you can just come here."
I forced a smile. "Thanks." I looked at my schedule and finally made out the words:
Student: Persis Jackson ID: 36742
Locker #:342 Combination: 2-16-16
1st: Calculus; Alecto Dodds; Room 666
2nd: English; Paul Blofis; Room 520
3rd: Latin; Howard Claymore; Room 529
4th: Ancient History; Dr. Manny Thorn; Room 602
~Lunch~
5th: Study Hall; Bob Ipateus; Room 648
6th: Physics; Quintus Daedalus; Room 530
7th: Advanced Gym; Gleeson Hedge; Room 107
*Student will have Swim Meets every Tue. And Thurs. in the indoor pool Room: 899
**Counselor: Chiron Brunner
Great, my first period is math in room 666. Could my luck get any worse? I walked into the hallways trying to find my locker. Luckily it was across from the main office. As I was shoving my notebooks and things into my locker, I heard a nervous laugh. It sounded very familiar…
I turned and my jaw almost hit the ground. A few lockers down was Grover Underwood. He looked the same except a couple inches taller and with no acne and a goatee. I was about to start yelling and waving like a maniac when I noticed that a guy was leering at him threateningly. He was blond and I thought he looked like a scarecrow but maybe his dad was super rich or something. Well, that never stopped me before.
I walked up to them and gave scarecrow kid a level five death glare. I learned that going all out was likely to cause terror in most people and then I would have no friends because then everyone would be too scared to approach me. It happened when I was in my sophomore year.
"What is your problem, twig? If you want to mess with someone then why don't you mess with me," I got right up into his face and sneered. "Do you know what I think about bullies? I think they are pathetic losers. Now go away."
His face showed pure shock. He stuttered for a few moments before composing himself. "Do you know who you are talking to?"
"Yeah, a scrawny insignificant twit. Do you not understand English? Go. Away." I slowed my word as if I was talking to a younger kid.
He stalked off, muttering obscenities under his breath. I turned to Grover, "Are you alright?"
He looked at me like I was an alien, "Thank you, but you didn't have to do that. You don't even know me!"
"Of course you know me, I'm your best friend G-man!" I said in mock hurt.
His face was white, "Persi?"
I smiled and spread my arms wide, "The one and only."
He tackled me into a hug. "Wow! I can't believe you are here."
I laughed, "You are not the only one. I just found out two days ago. How has life been treating you?"
He shrugged. "It was pretty good for me after you left. Luke was caught doing drugs and that also made my life easier," he blushed, "I also got a girlfriend."
"Good for you! Can I meet her?" I asked. I had to give the girl the if-you-break-up-with-my-best-friend-I-will-kill-you speech.
Grover nodded, "Yeah, juniors and seniors have the same lunch."
I wolf-whistled. "Ooh, I didn't know she was a junior Grover."
He blushed and shoved me in the shoulder. "What classes do you have?" It turned out we had Calculus and History together.
"Great! Now you can show me where room 666 is. Is it just a coincidence or is Mrs. Dodds devil spawn?"
Grover shuddered. "No, she is a monster."
I groaned. "Well there goes my happy morning, at least you can share my suffering," I said, putting my hand over my heart dramatically.
Grover nodded sagely, "Misery loves company." We laughed at our weirdness and walked into Tartar—I mean Calculus.
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"Grover, I think my mind just exploded. Call an ambulance!" I said as we walked out of Mrs. Dodds' room. It was just the first period and I already felt that my mind was at its learning limit.
Grover looked at me in false concern, "I'm a doctor ma'am and I'm afraid there is not cure for you. You have been diagnosed with senioritis."
"Will I die, Doctor Underwood? Is there a cure?" I grabbed his arm and pretended to stumble around.
He shrugged, "You have to graduate. Only time will tell if you will make it."
"Persi, is that you?" exclaimed a voice behind me. I turned and saw Thalia Grace. She hadn't changed much. She still had a pixie cut and her black T-shirt. The only difference was that she was wearing a silver jacket.
"I thought you didn't like the Hunters." The Hunters is a girls group that empowers young women. The only requirements are that you have to not date until you graduate college and you have to remain virgin. In eight grade Thalia never like the girls who did that. Sure, some were snobby but most were really nice.
Thalia shrugged, "I changed my mind after the whole Luke thing." She looked uncomfortable.
"Okay, good seeing you." I made my way to leave when she grabbed my arm.
"We haven't seen you in years and I want to say sorry for the way we acted back in middle school."
"Who is we?" I asked.
"Annabeth and I. We tried to go back to your apartment after the Luke was caught doing drugs to apologize but you moved."
I processed this information. Well, that was certainly news.
"You can come and sit with us at lunch, we can get to know each other again."
"Sorry Pinecone face, but I already have lunch plans. See you around." This time, she didn't try to hold me back.
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Thankfully by the time lunch rolled around no one recognized me. I thought I saw Clarisse and maybe one of the Stoll brothers, but I kept my head down. This was no time to be social. It was survival of the fittest.
Dr. Thorn was a riot. He hated every kid in the class and spoke in a French accent. He was just begging to be made fun of. Mr. Claymore was boring and I was pretty sure I was going to use that class to catch up on my sleep. Paul, or Mr. Blofis, just ignored me, which I was thankful for. All in all I was having an okay day.
I walked with Grover to the state of the art cafeteria. My mom packed me my lunch so I didn't have to go through the whole, okay no I'm just walking with my tray awkwardly routine.
We sat at a table with a couple other kids. The Gardner sisters were pretty nice, Katie was very serious while Miranda was more laid back. Katie was a senior and Miranda was a junior who had some classes with Grover's girlfriend Juniper. She was actually very sweet so I skipped the speech and just told her that she was a lucky girl. A guy named Pollux also sat with us. He didn't talk much and Grover told me that his twin brother had died last year in a car accident along with his mother.
Overall they were a great group of people. I gave them an A+ for accepting me just like that.
"See those kids over there," said Katie pointing over to where a large group of kids sat. "Those are the Elites. They run the school. They are nice but don't talk to anyone outside of their crowd. Their parents are extremely rich to boot."
Miranda nodded, "The kids by the cafeteria line are bad news. They were the kids from Roman Middle who still think they are popular."
I recognized Scarecrow Kid from earlier.
"The table over there is where the artsy kids hang out," continued Miranda. "Rachel Elizabeth Dare is the Queen. Even if she wasn't rich she is still the best artist."
I raised an eyebrow. "I am surrounded by the children of famous people."
Grover chuckled, "Yeah, but most are just normal kids."
My gaze was drawn to the where Scarecrow Kid and his gang were sitting. A girl with black hair was getting out of line and they were harassing her, throwing food and trash at her. I narrowed my eyes. This was going to have to stop.
I got up and walked to the table. A few of the guys wolf whistled but I ignored them. "If you throw one more piece of garbage at the girl I will deck you, suspension or not."
One of the guts leered at me, "What gives you the right to tell us what to do?"
I gave him a full on death glare, "My right as your superior, you piece of filth." I smirked when they all flinched. Man I was being creative with these insults today.
The girl gave me a thankful look and scurried away. Mission accomplished.
The Scarecrow Kid stood up, "You're the girl form this morning. This is the second time that you have done something like this."
"How many brain cells did it take for you to figure that out?" I asked. Our argument had drawn the attention of the entire cafeteria. "Now, we can do this the easy way or hard way. The easy way is that you grow a conscience and stop harassing people or you try to beat me up and I destroy your reputation.
He glared, "I am Octavian Augur. Does my name have any meaning to you at all?"
I shrugged, "No."
He sat down and smirked. "Watch your back girl."
I rolled my eyes. Honestly, I have been in these types of situations hundreds of times. When would they het that they did not scare me anymore
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