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Percy pov 1st person

"Ker-clunk," went the bus as it went down the road.

It was about an eight to nine hour drive from New York to Maine.

I had been the first of twenty kids sent to Westover Hall. Their faces were a blur as they walked by me in the front of the bus. It seemed that everybody had seen the police camera footage of me assaulting that poor kid in the alley. Because everybody was looking at me from the corner of their eye as they went by. And tried to keep as much distance as possible between us.

It was late afternoon before we picked up our last two passengers. I was slumped into my seat, my head resting on the glass window, as I listened to music from my phone. The bus stopped. It's doors opened, revealing two figures.

One was a girl about my age, with black eyes and hair, she wore a green cap in an attempt to hide her face. It didn't work very well because as soon as she came close. My brain started to malfunction, she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.

I must have been staring, because she was giving me a strange look as she walked by. The other person with her was clearly her brother, he had the same black eyes and hair as she did.

He was few years younger than her, and judging by the way he was bouncing around in his seat, as he played with some kind of figurine while she tried calming him, he very immature.

We exited New York later that night. Most of the passenger were asleep, except for me, the two siblings and one kid near the back of the bus. He had a bunch of tattoos on his face. He stared at the the siblings with hunger in his eyes, he was up to something, but I couldn't figure out what.

It wasn't until a little bit later, when the bus stopped at a red light, did he make his move.

My eyes were beginning to droop. My head was getting harder and harder to keep up. Just before I was about to fall asleep, I glanced at the rear view mirror.

The kid with the tattoos had gotten up, and walked over to the row the siblings were sitting in. I couldn't tell what he was saying due to the music playing in my ears. But judging by the girls reaction, whatever he said had not been the nicest thing.

The kid sat down in the outside seat as the bus started to move again, and leaned over the armrest. Squishing the girl's brother in the process, he tried to grab the girl's hand but she quickly snatched her hand away. Drawing her other hand back at the same time and slapping him across the face.

The kids face turned bright red. He started gesturing angrily, his hands started to form fists, he looked like he was about to hit her.

I looked at the bus driver, but he was too occupied with the traffick to take notice.

I sighed. I didn't want to get into more trouble, but I was not about to let this idiot go around and assault people.

So trying to keep my anger in check. I got up and slowly started to walk down the aisle, towards the trio. Trying not to fall down from the constant movement of the bus. Taking out one of my earbuds, I started to hear their conversation.

"Come on baby," said the guy, "why don't you and me have some fun?"

"How about no," replied the girl, "why don't you stop squishing my brother and leave."

"But he's so comfy. Besides what are you going to do? Make me leave?" he said with a laugh.

"She might not. But I will." i said, as i stood beside his seat.

The guy started to turn around angrily, "and just who the fuck are you." he said. Stopping when he saw who had spoken.

"Hey man, i was just fooling around," he said, hastily getting out of the seat, "i don't want no trouble."

"Get your ass back in your seat." I growled

He nodded quickly, and started to turn around. But my hand shot out and stopped him.

Leaning in close so only he could hear me, "I'll be nice now, but if you ever mess with these two again. I swear you'll regret it."

Fear flashed in his eye. His head nodded up and down so fast, his eyes started to bounce up and down with the movement.

"You guys alright?" I asked, still keeping my eyes on tattoo face.

"Yeah we're alright," said the brother "thanks, that guy was a real asshole."

"Nico!" exclaimed his sister,"watch your language."

"But it's true," Nico complained. His sister glared at him. He put his head down, muttering,"why do you always gotta ruin my fun,"

"Because without me your "fun" would get you into more trouble than it already does." she retorted.

"I thought he was pretty spot on," I said. Nicos head popped back up. He had a wide smile on his face, putting a fist out for me to fist bump. Something I was more than happy to oblige.

The girls glare was now directed at me, "don't you go on encouraging him, um. What's your name?"

"Percy ," i said, with a smile. Something about this girl made me feel good. Just talking to her, even if she was angry with me, made me feel confident enough to take on the world.

"Well Percy, while me and my brother appreciate your help. I think it's time you went back to your own seat."

I nodded. I understood why she would want me to leave. After all I was just on the news for nearly killing someone. I started to turn around and head back to my seat, when Nico stopped me.

"Hold on a second Percy," he said, "why don't you come sit with us?"

"Nico," whispered his sister angrily, she didn't want to wake up anymore people on the bus with another outburst, "you know why he shouldn't."

"But that's why what i'm trying to say Bianca," Nico whispered back, " If he's around, maybe nobody else will mess with us."

Bianca looked around the bus. There were a lot of dangerous people here, ranging from gangbangers, to arsonists and in some cases murderers.

She sighed. Turning her head to look me straight in the eye, "Fine you can sit with us. But the second you do anything like on the news." she left the threat open ended.

I nodded. Smiling at her again as went to retrieve my bag from beneath my old seat.

The next day

We made it to our destination around mid afternoon. The castle that was to be our new home loomed overhead. Westover Academy sat on a hill overlooking a cliff, from which you could see the ocean below.

The bus stopped in front of a pair of large wooden doors. the occupants of the bus quickly disembarked. Their feet crunching the snow on the ground. Some people shivered from the cold wind, but I wasn't bothered by it. Even when I was a little kid, my mom had told me our family had always had a natural immunity to the cold. Bianca and Nico got off before me, I had learned a lot from what little conversation we had the previous night. Apparently both of their parents had died in an accident, leaving them a large savings account. They moved school a lot, due to Nico's constant pranks around school, and Bianca's tendency to get into fights. According to Nico she had a pretty nasty temper, especially if anyone messed with her little brother. I looked at her with new respect, she had basically been raising Nico single handedly. Sacrificing things in her life so that he would be safe, i also liked how direct she was. If she didn't like you, you would know it. Stepping off the bus, I started to take in my new surroundings. The school looked large enough to house an army of delinquent teens. It even had a stables with horses on the side of it.

I noticed Bianca shivering, her face was beginning to lose colour. She must not have packed any winter clothes, because she only wore a light hoodie.

Placing my backpack on the ground. I took off the sweater that my mother had packed for me, and offered it to her.

"Take it." I said, handing her the sweater.

"But what about you?" she asked, as she took the sweater from my hand.

"Don't worry," i said "the cold never really bothered me much."

She nodded, putting on the sweater. Almost immediately colour started to return to her face, "thanks." she mumbled, cold still made it difficult for her to speak properly.

"Don't mention it," I replied smiling. She smiled back, then went to collect her brother from the snow fort he had begun to build. I waited, laughing as Nico pegged Bianca in the face with a snowball, then realized he had made a mistake when she shoved his entire head into the snow. I was still laughing as they rejoined me at the top of the stairs of our new home. Nico scowled at me, still brushing snow off his head. I smiled in response, which only served to deepen his scowl. But it made Bianca laugh, which made it even better.

With that we opened the doors to our new home and stepped inside.

Over the next six months

The school "offered" many different types of courses, from hand to hand combat and fencing lessons, to battle tactics and horse riding lessons.

Turns out I'm pretty damn good at hand to hand combat, using my often superiore height and weight to overpower my opponents. Bianca was a decent at hand to hand and fencing, using her quickness and wits to outsmart her opponents. But where she really excelled was battle tactics, using her quick wit to create complex battle strategies, while I on the other hand went for the more direct approach. Nico was too small to effective at hand to hand combat, and too excitable to create any type of sound battle strategy. But he was probably the best fencer in the whole school. Using his quick reflexes and sugar high levels of energy, to out last his opponents. The second they lowered their guard he would lunge forward and poke them is the chest with his foil. He seemed to take great pleasure in poking his opponents in the chest, especially the ones who had beat him around in hand to hand.

After about a six months of being there we all began to change. I grew an extra two inches in height and put on some extra muscle. Bianca had grown as well, she now stood at the same height as my shoulder. Her face had matured as well, looking more and more like a fully grown adult woman. And in my opinion the changes made her even more beautiful.

The changes in Nico were a little more subtle compared to mine or Bianca's. He seemed more focused and mature, losing most of his previous childish behaviour. The military training had begun to change us into adults.

The three of us had grown closer as well. Nico was like the little brother I never had, while Bianca, well Bianca was a completely different story.

Our relationship had grown quickly since that night on the bus. A day did not go by where I didn't catch myself staring at her, completely unaware of anything going on a around me. This led to some pretty embarrassing moments. Like when I was so enamored with staring at her, that I ended up walking face first into a wall.

yes , I'll admit it, I was completely in love with her. It got to the point, that anytime I was around her I felt like I was on cloud nine. My heart fluttered every time she laughed or smiled at something stupid I did.

One night I finally built up the nerve to ask her out on a date. I walked through the long winding hallways from the boy's side of the school to the girls side. I reached her door, and with one last steeling of my nerves, knocked on her door.

It was near curfew, so when she opened the door she was wearing a lowcut tank top and short shorts.

"Hey Percy, what's up?" she asked.

I was so distracted that at first I didn't respond.

"Um, Percy?"

"Oh yeah, hey, ummm. How's it going?" i said quickly, the lowness of her top had distracted me.

"Pretty good, I guess," she replied "miss gottschalk drilled us pretty hard today. We did so many push ups, I thought my arms were going to fall off."

"Uh huh," I replied absentmindedly. I mentally scolded myself,"stop looking at her chest dumb ass, use your mouth and talk to her."

"Umm yeah," I continued "say would you mind if we talked in private. There's something I want to ask you?"

She nodded, stepping aside to let me walk through the door.

Every student's room was extremely small, only big enough to fit a bed and a small desk.

I became acutely aware of the size of the room, and the close proximity of a bed, as a extremely attractive girl, in revealing clothes stood in front of me expectantly.

"So, what did you want to ask me?" she said, flipping her hair back in the cute way she did. I found it difficult to speak, "is she doing this on purpose?" I thought to myself.

"I was wondering, if you would. Umm," I silently cursed myself for not just spitting out.

"I was wondering," I tried again, willing my brain to keep focus, "I was wondering if you would want to go out with me sometime?"

"So you want to go on a date?" she asked

I nodded. My hands had begun to sweat.

"Like as boyfriend girlfriend?"

I nodded again. "I understand if you don"t wan," I started before she did something that caught me by surprise.

She reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck, and pressed my lips to hers with so much force we fell onto her bed. My world exploded in colour, it was like everything suddenly became a lot sharper and clearer. Finally she broke off the kiss, and started straddling my chest, laughing at what was probably a pretty hilarious expression on my face.

"Of course i'll go out with you, you idiot. I've been waiting for you to ask me out for months now."

"Wait, hold on a minute," I said, my brain was still mush from the kiss, "you wanted me to ask you out for months?" she nodded, "and yet you never said anything at all about it." I finished, annoyance creeping into my voice

"I had to let you feel like a big strong man, by letting you ask me out first." she explained.

I was extremely annoyed by this news.

"Six months," I muttered, resting my hands on her waist, "six months of non stop stress and worry, and you knew the whole time."

"Yup," she said happily, "what are you going to do about it?"

"I think," I said, flipping us over so that now I was on top, "I'm going to have to punish you."

"What are you going to do?" she asked, her eyes glittering playfully.

"I'm going to keep you here, and not kiss you until you apologize for all the shit i've been through the last couple months."

Her eyes widened, "but Percy." she whined, trying to push me off of her.

I didn't respond, instead I pressed more body weight onto her. Crushing any hope of her escaping. She whined and continued to try to kick me off, eventually she gave up and laid still, staring up at me.

"Ok fine," she said grudgingly, "i'm sorry that I didn't tell you sooner. Are you happy now?"

I nodded, smiling widely.

Bianca was looking at me expectantly

"Soooo." she said, "are you going to kiss me now or not?"

I nodded, still pleased with my victory. I leaned down to kiss her, but before our lips could touch she flipped me off of her. Before I could react she jumped on top of me, her legs pinning my arms to my sides.

"Now," she whispered in my ear making me shiver, "if you ever make me do something like that again, I promise I'll make your life a living hell. Understand me?"

I nodded, my throat was to dry to speak.

"Good," she said, the playful sparkle returning to her eyes, "now, where were we."

It was by far the best night of my entire life.

A/N: so what do you think? I'm trying a new angle that haven't seen before with a Bianca and Percy story. Don't worry there will be some action in the next chapter. As always be sure to leave a review and have a nice day/night.

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