Hey guys, I got a new story for ya. I know that really don't do much with The Wolf Pack, but that one is just a side story that I just update whenever I feel like it. The Hooded Hunter is my main story, the one that I try to update a lot, and this is gonna be another one of those. I haven't written a story like this one (obviously) so you'll have to bear with me on this one. Corrective criticism is greatly appreciated, and complements are also excepted with a warm hug. Please don't forget to review and follow, adios.
My name is Percy Jackson. I am fourteen years old, and possibly one of the dumbest kids in New York City (Infants and toddlers included). I had dyslexia and ADHD, so I had a really tough time with school. I was a real scrawny kid, so I got beat up on a daily bases. I only had a couple of friends, but they were some of the best friends you could ask for. I also had another friend, Annabeth Chase. I grew up with her my whole life, playing together and doing homework together.
She used to be my best friend, but lately, she'd been too busy hanging off of Luke Castellan's every word to be around a loser like me. You see, Luke Castellan was a football player (and a stupid one at that), and he was the school bully. He made my life a living hell for the past year. He was a big, muscular guy, and he had every girl in school wrapped around his finger.
Sadly, Annabeth was one of the girls that he was interested in. All she ever talked about those days was Luke. She just went on and on about how Luke was so great, and how Luke was the nicest guy ever, never realizing how much it hurt me when she talked about him.
I was currently doing my homework with Annabeth at her house, in a comfortable silence, not a word spoken. Being the impatient kid that I was, I decide to start up a conversation. "So, Wise Girl, you wanna go see the new Hunger Games tomorrow?" I asked her as I looked up from my history textbook, which happened to be my worst subject.
"I would, but I'm going with Luke and some of his friends." she told me, a huge smile evident on her face, to which I had to push down a grimace. You might have guessed this by now, but I had a rather large crush on Annabeth. We met when we were four, just a couple of innocent little kids on the swings in Central Park.
"Oh", I said simply, as I looked back down at my textbook, a thin sheet of tears covered my eyes, blurring my vision slightly. I blinked them back immediately, not wanting her to feel bad. "You shouldn't be spending so much time with him, Annabeth. The guy's a jerk. He doesn't deserve someone like you." I told her quietly, trying to not sound threatening.
"What's that supposed to mean, huh?! You think you can make decisions for me?! You don't own me, Seaweed Brain!" she yelled at me. I flinch under her glare. That was one of the few things that scared me, my best friend being mad at me.
"I wasn't telling you what to do, Annabeth. I was just making a suggestion. He isn't the guy you think he is. He is tearing our friendship apart with an evil smile on his face." I told her calmly.
"Liar! He's a much better guy than YOU! Your just a weak little idiot that doesn't know an A from an O!" she yelled at me. When she finished degrading me, I looked at her with an obvious look of betrayal, picked up my stuff, and walked out of her room, and out of her house. Tears were freely falling from my face when I walked out the door, her mother asking me what happened.
I paid her no mind as I walked home, my eyes puffy from the tears, my vision so blurry, I could barely see. I made it home quickly, walking up the stairs to my apartment. My mom, Sally Jackson, and my dad, Poseidon Jackson, greeted me as I walk in, but I ignored them as I walk into my room and slam the door, jumping face first onto my bed. I was bawling my eyes out, not wanting to believe what just happened.
I couldn't believe that my best friend of ten years just betrayed and abandoned me. That asshole Luke hated me with ever fiber of my being for no reason, and he wanted nothing more than to watch me suffer. And suffer I did. For the next week, I barely spoke, even to my best friends. Annabeth sat with Luke at lunch, and Grover Underwood, Lee Fletcher, my two best friends, and I sat at our table.
It was a warm Thursday morning in late May, the 31st, when I got onto the school bus. It didn't take long to get to school, only about fifteen minutes, what with having to pick up every one else that rode the bus. When we arrived, I walked out of the bus from my seat in the middle and into the school. I had barely walked in the door when I sensed trouble.
Luke, Jake Mason, and Ethan Nakamora, my own personal tormentors, came walking up to me, feral grins on their faces. I just grinned back at them, hoping to avoid a beating. Let the record show that it was a futile attempt. I got the same beating as always. The kicks, punches, elbows, knees, crude insults, the list goes on and on. By the time they were done, I had missed my first period, History. That was the only good thing that came out of the beatings. I missed my worst and least favorite subject.
They stopped when the bell rang, not wanting anyone to see what they did to me. They walked out of the front entrance and walked back in a minute later, as if just arriving. Luke saw Annabeth and walked up to her. He started flirting with her and she paid me no mind, as if I didn't even exist. That was what always hurt the most. I could take the beatings and insults, those just made me stronger. It was the flirting with Annabeth that really hurt. That was tearing me down more than anything. And the worst part? She flirted right back!
I got up off the floor and decided that I couldn't take it anymore. I ran out of the building and to my house. My dad had left that morning for a business trip to Florida. My dad, Poseidon, works as a Marine Biologist, traveling the country to research aquatic animals. He wasn't supposed to be back until Sunday, so imagine my surprise when I find his old Charger (old enough to have two doors and not four) in front of our building.
I ran up the stairs to our floor. I heard my mother scream and yell 'stop' to someone. I immediately unlock the door and walk inside to find my English teacher, Mr. Blofis, naked on the floor, blood pouring from his nose. I looked away from him to my father, knuckles bloody and face contorted in absolute rage. I looked from him to my mother, who was obviously naked, hiding under the covers of their bed.
It took me a moment to process everything, but then, it hit me like a fire truck. My mom had an affair with my fucking English teacher! I was pissed off at my mother. I looked at her in disgust, not being able to believe that my mother, the best mother EVER, had done something so vile and piggish. I gasped at the sight, mouth hanging agape. Everyone turned to me, previously unaware of my presence.
My father cast one last look of betrayal at my mother before turning to me, eyes softening noticably.. "Son, pack your things. We're leaving." he told me simply. I could only nod numbly as I backed out of the room. I ran straight to my room, getting a back pack and suitcase and packing up all my essentials, like clothes, shoes, hats, etc.
I walked out after packing to find my father by the door, my mother, wrapped in a blanket, begging him not to go. "Please, Poseidon, please! I'm so sorry! I am so so sorry!" my mother pleaded as she cried and cried. My dad opened the door and we walked out. My mother obviously wasn't in any shape to chase after us, seeing as she was naked.
Dad and I got into his his charger and we sped off, leaving skid marks on the road as we went. We drove straight to the airport. "Percy, I know this is sudden and we didn't have time to plan, but... we're moving to California." he told me solemnly. I didn't know what to say. I didn't want to leave my friends behind, but then again... I deserved this. I needed a new start. A chance to be somebody that everyone knows and a cool, athletic guy. I was gonna get that chance.
Hey guys, thanks for reading. I really hope you enjoyed, please let me know what you think of it. I know I made it all go pretty quick and I know that it's going really fast, but I am pretty excited. I'm planning on doing like one chapter of his life in Cali, then they're gonna move back to NYC, not positive on that though. Well guys, really hope y'all enjoyed, don't forget to review and follow, Adios.
Your loyal author,
-TheSonOfApollo
