Hi guys. I appreciated your reviews. Thank you. So here's chapter 2
Percy POV
Beep. Beep. Beep
"Ah, shut up," Percy said, smacking his hand down on the alarm clock. It read 5:30.
He sat up and put on a black T-shirt, leather jacket, black jeans, and a red beanie. He was ready by 5:48.
He went downstairs and saw his mom by the table, reading a magazine.
"Goodmorning sweetheart," Sally Jackson spoke.
"Hi Mom," Percy said, giving her a quick hug and sitting down beside her.
She looked him up and down and excalaimed, "I see we're still going for the usual. Just saying, I like the blue hoodies better than this jacket."
Me too, he thought.
Instead he just shrugged and poured himself some coffee.
"Uh uh mister. Coffee stunts your growth," Sally took the mug from him and took a drink from it.
"Mom. I'm 6'1, stunting my growth might be a good thing," he took the mug back and took a sip from it.
"Not on my watch," she took the mug again and poured it into a thermos, "I've got to go sweety. Love you."
Smiling, Percy replied, "Love you too Mom."
He watched her walk out the door and we went back upstairs to get his school things.
School started at 8:00, but he always leaves at 6 when his mom does. He doesn't like to take a chance on waking Gabe up and being a punching bag before school. Or basically anytime he's at home. He's only home when his mom is. Gabe won't hurt her if he's got a distraction.
He checked in the mirror to make sure he wasn't bleeding from a busted open wound. That happened once. He had to make up a story about how he stabbed himself with his pen just to see what would happen. They bought it. Bad boys are reckless.
He was good, no bleeding. Just a bruise by his eye and a scratch or two. He ruffled up his hair. It was black and skater-style.
He grabbed his headphones, phone, swim bag, and school bag and he was off.
From his house, he walked the couple miles to Goode High School, which was anything but good in his opinion.
When he got there it was around 7:00. He still had an hour to blow.
He usually just sits on the bench in the very front of the school and people watches while listening to music. So that's what he did today.
People started filtering in around 7:25. They were a bit early, but it was the first day of the school year.
Percy saw a few new kids and plenty of the old dirt bags. They all gave him dirty stares as they walked past. He just stared right back. Of course they coudln't see this because he had his sunglasses on. He always had his sunglasses on.
He thought that eyes give away everything a person's thinking, and he was afraid someone might use his eyes against him.
They were pretty cool glasses in his opinion. Dark aviators. They were his favorite. He didn't even take them off in class.
Around 7:40 was when people really started filtering in. No matter how high he turned his music up, he could always hear parents telling their kids to hurry up, for they don't want to be late on the first day.
He closed his eyes. He didn't want to see people with their perfect families and perfect lives.
Well guess what? They're not perfect. Nobody's perfect. Hannah Montana told me so, he thought grumpily.
Someone tapped his shoulder.
"Hey. You know school's starting in like a minute, right?"
Percy sighed and opened his eyes. He stared straight into the beautiful gray eyes of what seemed to be, a princess.
She was beautiful. She had curly blonde hair that he immediately wanted to touch, and a small dusting of freckles across her nose. She had the most magnificent eyes he had ever seen. They were so steely and gray like the clouds, but they were looking at him in such a way it made it seem like she was reading him like an open book. He wanted to take his glasses off and just show her his eyes and drop the mask.
She was definitely new. She wouldn't approach him if she wasn't, and he would definitely remember her.
"Well aware, thanks," he said, turning away from her slightly.
She raised her eyebrow and responded, "Alrighty then," and walked away.
He sighed. He hated being a jerk to people like her. People who he could be real friends with if he didn't have to wear this stupid invisible mask all the time. Hopefully this first impression won't last.
A few minutes after he heard the late bell ring, he waltzed into the school.
After stopping by his locker, he went to his first hour, History.
He obviously interupted Mr. Bacchus when he walked through the door, because he gave him the death stare.
"Mr. Jackson. Lovely to see that we're starting out on such a good foot this year."
Percy put a hand over his heart and stared at him, "You know. I feel the same way."
"You're lucky it's the first day and they forgot to print up the detention slips. But you won't get lucky again."
Percy saluted him and headed for his seat in the far back of the classroom.
"As I was saying, this year will be a good one. You will be given partners next week and that will be your partner for any partner projects the entire year."
Percy hated this idea last year. He was stuck with some chick named Clarisse la Rue last year. She was an even bigger jerk than he pretended to be.
"But that's more for next week," said Mr. Bacchus, "for now. Role call. Nico di Angelo?"
"Here," Nico said, raising his hand slightly.
"Luke Castellan?"
"Present, Mr. Bacchus," Luke smiled pompously and leaned back in his chair.
Percy hated him, he was the biggest jerk as they come. People swarmed around him like he was a celebrity. Annoying.
"Annabeth Chase?"
"Here," a voice said from the front of the room.
A voice that he recognized. He looked up and there she was. The princess in all her glory.
Annabeth. Annabeth. It's perfect for her.
He wanted to say it desperately, but he knew that he would have to wait. Bad boys don't just sit there and say girl's names. Even really pretty girls that look like princesses.
"Percy Jackson!"
Percy looked up and raised his eyebrow. He saw Annabeth turn around to look at him along with the rest of the class.
"From now on, since you must not be able to hear properly back there because you didn't answer me the first time, you will be sitting up here next to Ms. Chase," he said pointing towards the empty desk in the very front of the room.
He sighed and moved up to the desk. Annabeth gave him a forced smile.
"Now Mr. Jackson. Are. You. Here?" Bacchus said as he leaned towards Percy.
Percy leaned forward until he was about a foot away from him and spoke, "Present," adding a smile the end.
He could feel Annabeth looking at him from his right, but he kept his head facing the clock above the board. He watched that minute hand tick, tick, tick until it was almost 9:00. There was no point in looking at the board anyway, he couldn't read it. He was dyslexic. He didn't like being made to read. It made him seem like a fool.
Finally the bell rang and Percy was the first one out the door. After that class, he had Math and English, which he despised, and gym. None of which had Annabeth.
They were allowed outside to eat for lunch. They usually let them until it started getting cold.
Percy went to his usual table at the corner of the lunch pavilion. His mom always packed him a lunch in a brown bag. She would wrap his food up all nicely for him. He loved her for that.
While eating his sandwich, he looked up and saw Annabeth as she got her tray and looked around for a place to sit.
Oh how desperately he wanted to raise his hand and gesture for her to sit with him, for he knew what it felt like on that first day looking for someone who will accept you.
He watched as some other kids did what he wanted to do and she went and sat with them.
He recognized some of them. Piper McLean, Thalia Grace, Nico di Angelo, Leo Valdez, and Grover Underwood, who was disabled and had to use crutches. There was also a tall blonde dude with glasses, a tall Asian dude, and a short girl with dark skin.
He was glad. He knew some of them and knew that they were good people. He was happy that they would be her new friends instead of someone like Drew Tanaka. She was Satan reincarnated.
After lunch there was Science. No sign of Annabeth.
Next, he had his Greek class. He got into the classroom quickly and sat down in the back.
He watched everyone as they came in, looking for her.
Mr. Brunner, the teacher, was sitting at his desk. Well, he was always sitting. He was paralyzed from the waist down.
Percy always like Mr. Brunner. He seemed to know that this Percy was a mask, but he accepted it and never said anything about it. Percy appreciated that. He didn't want to have to be a jerk to Mr. Brunner too.
The bell rang, still no sight of her. Percy sighed as Mr. Brunner rolled over and shut the door.
"Okay class, so today-"
He was interupted by someone knocking on the door.
Percy looked up in hope as Mr. Brunner made to open the door.
Sure enough, there she was.
"Sorry. I got lost. I'm new," she said tucking her hair behind her ear and blushing a bit as she looked at the whole class staring at her.
"That's quite alright...," Brunner looked down at the pass she gave him, "Annabeth."
They smiled at each other and Brunner said, "Well, the only open seat seems to be by Mr. Jackson over there in the corner."
She nodded and looked at Percy.
As she was setting her stuff down, she said, "This school's kind of confusing."
Percy turned his head and looked at her. Without saying anything he turned back towards the board.
He really wanted to agree with her and tell her the funny stories of how he got lost when he first got here too. But he didn't.
"Wow. Are you like this to everyone, or just new kids trying to make friends?" she angry whispered.
He looked at her. Her gray eyes had gone dark, she was obviously mad.
He was so close to just appologyzing and trying to make her laugh.
"I'm trying to pay attention," he said, dragging the words out to make them sound sarcastic and annoyed.
Then he pulled out his headphones and stuck one earbud in. The side facing her.
She rolled her eyes and faced the front.
Dang, he thought, this girl is gonna break me.
Percy noticed that she liked to raise her hand and participate a lot. It was cute. Every time she knew the answer, she would jump in her seat a little bit and raise her hand up high.
The bell rang, and Percy realized that he hadn't looked at the clock once, as he usually does, for he was staring at her the whole time.
After school he got changed into his swim trunks for swim team practice. The coach only liked him because he was the best on the team. He practices a lot. The water relaxes him.
People stare at his back and torso though. That's where Gabe beats him the most. It's covered in bruises and scars. Anytime someone asks, he just looks at them and tells them that he was in a fight and that they should see the other guy.
Once that was over, he went to the gym to work on a punching bag. He doesn't necessarily lie when he brags about his fighting. He is a decent fighter, it's just that he's only been in one fight where he fought back. Not the hundreds that he claims.
At about 6:00, he starts walking towards his mom's work. Well, one of them. She works at a coffee shop, and she's a waitress at a diner. She wants to be an author, but she doesn't have the time or the money to quit one of the jobs. Percy's sad for her that she doesn't get to do what she wants to do, but he's also happy that she's never home when he isn't. At least he knows that she's safe at work.
Percy entered the store and saw his mom behind the counter. There were a few people there. All of them older, he knew none of them.
"Percy," Sally said with a smile.
He watched as her eyes lit up and he gave her a hug, "Hey mom. Need some help?"
"I don't want you to put off your school work," she said staring at him.
He took off his sunglasses and stared right back, "Okay. I'll do that real quick, but then I'll do this, and you get some rest. You look so tired."
"Deal. Now go do that homework," she smiled and shooed him away.
He sat down and pulled out his books. He usually would start his homework, but never complete it. It would take him too long and his mom wouldn't get the rest she deserved.
After half an hour Percy stood up and grabbed an apron from behind the counter.
Sally gratefully looked at him as she gave a man his coffee and went into the back.
Percy worked for her until around 9:00 when she woke up and told him to get home and get some sleep.
He really didn't want to, but he did her wishes. He got home later and went straight up to his room. The monster was having "the boys" over, and he liked to show off how well he could beat Percy.
"Boy!" Gabe yelled from the living room.
Percy sighed and went downstairs.
"You know, when I call you down here, I expect you to run," Gabe said, and his friends laughed.
"Get me another beer," he hissed.
Percy went and grabbed a beer from the fridge and handed it to him.
"Prissy! We have compmany!" Gabe said standing up, "That means, you get everyone a beer when someone asks."
With that he took a sharp shot to Percy's eye. Then his jaw.
His friends were laughing and cheering him on.
Gabe threw his fist into Percy's stomach. He bent over and held his stomach. He watched as Gabe lifted his knee and smashed it into Percy's face.
Percy stood up and grabbed his nose, which was a bleeding mess.
"Now go get everyone a beer," he pushed Percy away.
Percy used the wall to help him walk and he returned with the beers.
Then he escaped back upstairs and took a painful shower.
He looked at himself in the mirror and looked at his already starting to puff and bruise up eye.
Black eye. Awesome.
He stumbled back into his room and laid down on his bed. He put his earbuds in and he drifted to sleep. A cute bloned haired princess filling his thoughts.
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