Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson. Rick Riordan does, I only own OC's and plot ideas.
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Miss Not-So-Popular
Chapter 9
Percy
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Seeing my girlfriend lock lips with one of my teammates was a low blow, when I first saw them I felt like someone had just punched me in the stomach and like I was going to vomit, then my mood changed to a point where I wanted to punch something, then I felt a strange sense of laughter, I somehow had a feeling she would betray me in someway, and I was kinda expecting it.
I decided it was be fun to scare the shit out of them and toy around a bit, making them uncomfortable and guilty, so they wouldn't have the satisfaction of hurting me. I broke through the crowd of kids and spoke in a low masculine voice, sounding as teacher-like as I could.
"PDA is not allowed in the lobby, you've both earned a detention." I said loudly in both their ears. Their eyes were both closed, and their hands were groping each other vigorously. But Tara's hand came off of Brett's body and she raised her finger, flipping me off.
"That's it! Your both expelled." I said, and they sprang apart, I leaned against the lockers and gave them a sly smile. "You honestly thought I wouldn't find out? Come on Tara I'm not stupid."
"Oh Percy-Bear! I-it's not what it looks like! Brett forced me to kiss him! He said he would hurt me if I didn't!" she stuttered pathetically, remind me again why I ever went out with this girl?
Brett gave her an offended look but stayed quiet, standing in place and staring at his basketball sneakers.
"Not what it looks like eh? 'Cuz it looks like my girlfriend, and m=one of my teammates were having a very passionate make out session behind my back. Hmmm." I tapped my finger to my chin, sarcastically pretending to think about it. "And really, that's the absolute best excuse you can think of? We're over Tara, permanently, don't talk to me. Brett, if you even think of coming to apologize or that you're gonna get lots of playing time⦠think again." I walked away, pushing roughly through the crowds.
I spotted Annabeth and a girl with a long dark braid that was dressed like a Japanese anime character peering around the locker's at me. They must've witnessed the whole scene.
"Hey," I said, walking over to them. Annabeth looked surprised that I was talking to her outside of our tutoring sessions, her long blonde hair was down, it cascaded down her back in thick curls and I framed her wide grey eyes as they stared at me curiously.
"Hi." She replied, her friend, I recognized, as Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano, she had been in my first grade class, when she first arrived she could only speak Spanish, because she and her older sister Hylla had flown over from Puerto Rico to live with their mother after their dad had died in an accident.
"We still on for tutoring tonight? I still need help going over that study guide for the Algebra test tomorrow?" I asked, running my fingers through my hair and scuffing my sneaker into the plain white tile floor.
"Um, yeah. What time?" she asked fixing her shoulder strap for her book bag.
I thought for a minute, going over my schedule in my head. "I have basketball practice until 6:00, so around quarter to seven. I know it's late, but I really could use the help."
She nodded understandingly, "That's actually perfect, because we have a debate meeting tonight until 4:30, and then Rey, Hazel, Frank and I are going out for pizza. So yeah, I'll see you at my place?" she asked.
"Um, actually, my mom kinda wants to meet you. Because you're the miracle worker who's teaching her incompetent son Algebra and English." I replied sheepishly, feeling a blush creep onto my face.
Annabeth nervously chewed her lip, damn, she looked adorable when she did that. I mentally shook yourself, no Percy, you just got out of a relationship like two minutes ago, wait like a week or something! "yeah sure that's fine, what's your address?" she asked, giving Reyna a glare, her best friend had been smiling giddily and looking back in forth between us both, making kissy faces and hearts with her hands. But a glare and sharp elbowing from Annabeth she stopped.
By that time Annabeth and I were both making some tomatoes jealous, our faces were red and hot, I shook my head to try and erase it and soon the heat faded. I told Annabeth my address and walked off towards my next class.
At the end of the school day the whole building was buzzing about Tara and I's split, I was getting asked questions left and right about who broke up with who, what was the cause, and did I really punch Brett Larson in the gut.
I was relieved when I finally got to the gym for practice. Brett was too much of a coward to show up, because I didn't see him in the group of guys that were warming up already by shooting hoops. I grabbed a half flat and half firm ball and went to join them. When it came to basketball selection it was early bird catches the worm, because if you got to the gym early, you got the choice of the three good balls, they were tightly blown up, firm and bouncy, if you came at a normal time you got normal balls, half and half, which is was I got, and if you arrived late you got a combination, a number of laps equivalent to the number of minutes you were late, and the completely flat balls that you had to slap down to dribble balls that no one wanted.
After fifteen minutes of warm ups and stretching, Coach Hedge came into the gym and had a grim look on his face. "Bad news fellas, Brett Larson's quit the team." He said darkly, giving me a look, even he must've found out about the cheating. That fucking idiot asshole. I shook my head disdainfully, and heard murmurs of good riddance from some of the guys on the team, I received a couple pats on the back from some people, as if a loved one just died and they were offering their condolences.
"But that won't cost us anything, we'll keep playing! Now lets work hard today! Homecoming's coming up and we need to maintain our perfect streak. Goode had an undefeated Homecoming game record for the past eight years, and I wasn't about to let us lose this opportunity while I was still captain. Coach went over what we would be doing that practice, and we set off to work, practicing drills plays, scrimmaging and lifting weight in the weightroom.
When practice was finally over we stumbled into the locker room, tired, sore and stiff. The team headed to the showers and rinsed off, letting the hot water seep down our aching muscles. I toweled off my damp and still rather sweaty hair and went to get dressed.
When I arrived home my mom had a steaming, delicious looking meal of chicken breasts, green beans, and Cheesy Velveta Shells waiting for me. Ravenous I dug in, finishing and grabbing seconds within minutes. After three large helpings of food I carted all my dishes to the sink and began helping my mother clean them.
"How was school today?" My mom asked rinsing a plate and handing it to me.
I gave a small chuckle and shook my head, "You couldn't even guess what happened. I caught Tara cheating on me with Brett Larson." I replied nonchalantly.
My mother was so shocked she nearly dropped the plastic cup she was holding. She had never liked Tara, she didn't admit it, but I could see the disdain in her eyes whenever Tara was around. "Really? Isn't Brett on your basketball team?" she asked, handing me the now clean cup.
"Yup, and get this, he's such a coward he quit the fucking team." I replied drying the cup and slamming it into the cupboard.
My mother gave me the evil eye for cussing but I shook it off, "It's just so frustrating, believe me, I'm glad it's over, but she didn't even care about the relationship. It makes me wonder why she even dated me in the first place."
"Baby, your gonna get people like that your whole life, you just gotta learn to live with them and move on." My mom said, finishing the last of the dishes, just as the doorbell rang.
Annabeth had arrived.
AV: PERCY AND TARA ARE FINALLY OVER
Whole Universe: YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
Are ya'll happy with me now? I'm I no longer evil? Because me hope so! I have everything else somewhat planned out from now and on in this story. I'm not gonna reveal ANYTHING because my friend hates it when I become a spoiler alert. She's get's slightly irritating when I comes to that. But if you're reading this I love you. No Amanda it's not you, so don't ask. (Don't ask about that comment either, it's one of my other friends.) But anyways, I'm super tired so I just need a good night's sleep, its like 9:30 here, so yeah, I'm going early, I usually stay up till like 10:30 but like I said I'm tired. So if there's any spelling errors, blame the tired eyes and my glasses.
But anyways, I'm gonna go! Yes I stole that from Connor Franta, god I love him. Emma stop typing and go to bed!
Goodbye and Goodnight!
