Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson, or the characters or the story concept/idea.
Welp, the new chapter came a lot sooner than I thought it would. I'm just as surprised as you are, tbh. I still don't know when the next chapter will come out, but I'll do my best to finish one by next week. No promises though. Anyhow, enjoy!
There was something special about my high school.
I mean, yeah okay, it was an art school, but it also had another focus. This school focused on more practical training and work experience programs, instead of going to college. Don't get me wrong, you could still go to college after graduation, but you didn't have to with a diploma from this high school. You could get a job after graduation.
There were 8 departments if I'm not mistaken, and each department had some kind of freedom, but the faculty didn't reinforce them too hard.
The Cooking department, they were allowed to eat during any class and also sell whatever they cooked on school grounds.
The Practical Music department, more often than not, you'd find them with an instrument, and they were allowed to practice concerts on school grounds.
The Vocal & Dance department, they were allowed to dance or sing wherever they wanted on school grounds, so long as it didn't bother the other departments. They also didn't have to wear the school uniform on days they had to perform.
The Beauty department, they were allowed to dye their hair, have visible tattoos and/or piercings, not to mention if they wanted to wear extreme make up, they could.
The Physical Education department, they were allowed to bring their own kind of gym clothing, and had free access to the gym on school grounds, even during vacations.
The Comics & Animation department, they had access to the computer rooms whenever they wanted, and they were allowed to bring whatever comics and/or movies to school.
The Architecture & Interior Design department, they were allowed to take field-trips to the city any time they needed to, for inspiration I guess. Plus, they get to go to awesome cities during vacations if they organized it themselves.
The Fashion, Clothing Design department, they were allowed to alter their uniforms as much as they wanted, not to mention go to fashion shows.
I've noticed, that kind of freedom seemed to be a nightmare for other students of regular high schools. The school was also known for having had a lot of celebrities, actors and actresses, models, musicians and popular idols as students.
Each department also had... a champion. Someone who represented the department, and yes, was good at fighting. Surprisingly, there were a lot of good fighters here, and in different styles too. Boxing, karate, judo, tae kwando, Krav Maga, you name it. I am not gonna lie, I definitely didn't want to meet any of them. Someone who knew 10 different ways to beat me up? Yeah, no thanks, Frank already didn't like me and he was one of them, I learned. I'll just do my best to stay under their radar.
The bell rang, meaning only one thing at the moment.
"Lunch time!" Someone bellowed. I was kind of dreading this... I mean, where was I gonna sit? Frank didn't seem all that welcoming, and I don't know if Annabeth would want to sit with me...
I sighed. Maybe I could skip it? Right at that moment, my stomach grumbled. Loudly. Damn, guess not.
I was staring at the doors of the cafeteria, my hands refusing to cooperate. I gulped. What if- no. I will not go down that rabbit hole. Again.
I took a deep breath, and entered.
-Line Break-
"So Percy, what kind of side dishes do you like?" Annabeth asked me. We were currently standing in the line for the cashier, and I was relieved. Annabeth found me. She wanted to sit with me. That's right. Me. I might survive this ordeal after all.
Everyone was still staring at us though. Was it me? Or Annabeth?
"Uh, I guess fries, onion rings, anything greasy." I answered back, looking down. I only have to get my own food. I don't have to serve others anymore. Sometimes I needed to remind myself, I wasn't in my old school anymore. Everything was different.
We payed for our food and sat down. I was just about to start eating, when I felt someone stand behind me. "Hey newbie!" someone said.
I turned around, and saw a group of 3 tough looking guys standing there. Oh man, not again.
"We need to talk after lunch." The biggest one told me. Gods, was it me? What about me attracted bullies? Was it the haircut? My eyes? I really have to figure it out. And change it.
I gulped and nodded.
Lunch went by way too quickly if you ask me, because before I knew it, it was time to meet those 3 guys behind the school.
I was sweating bullets. I mean, I was familiar with this situation, of course. I got beaten up in places like these all the time.
"So, your name's Percy?" The biggest guy said, let's call him Thug 1. Man, he looked kind of scary. Not as scary as Smelly Gabe or Kronos, but still pretty scary. Man, I hope they don't ruin my uniform, I spent all my remaining money on it... I nodded reluctantly.
And then he offered me a cigaret. What?
"So, where you from?" He asked me with, what I guess was a friendly smile?
"You're freaking tall." The guy said behind him. Let's call him Thug 2.
"You... hehe.. Got into trouble huh? That's why you must've transferred to this school, right?" Thug 1 asked me, his hand still outstretched, the packet of cigarets staring back at me.
"Look at your shoulders! You must work out." Thug 3, that so far just stood silently smoking, commented suddenly.
They didn't let me speak really, mostly just commenting stuff. I mean, I don't mind, it's a lot better than getting beaten up, but it was... odd to say the least.
"You must be a ladykiller!" Thug 1 said. "Hook me up sometime, eh big guy."
What should I do? I've never been in this situation before... If I say I can't smoke, they'll probably think I'm a wuss or something and beat me up...OH, I know!
"Uh, actually I quit smoking." I told them. They seemed amazed at that.
"And..." I added, "I don't know any girls."
They all gasped and paled, I could actually see them sweating too. They kind of seemed, scared? Nah that can't be right. Anyhow, I sure as hell wasn't gonna stay and find out.
"If that's all, I'm out." I said seriously, walking away as fast as I could. Thank god, I survived, even with my face freezing up from the nerves.
-Line Break-
After lunch, I did my best to fight off the sleepiness, but I guess I failed because before I knew it I woke up in my old body. Oh... Oh shit.
I must have fallen asleep at school since that body couldn't sleep for that long! I tossed and turned all night long, worrying about going to school with my new body...
I gotta get back to that body!... But, I'm not sure if I can even fall asleep when I've slept all day! In order to switch bodies, I have to sleep by my own efforts or... someone has to wake me up.
Oh man, I am so screwed, I can't fall asleep! Come on! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
And suddenly, I woke up. "Fuck!" I shouted. In class. Oh my gods.. I just swore, loudly, in class. Oh... Son of a bitch. Really fates? Really?
I saw Annabeth stare at me, shocked. Oh my gods... She must've been the one to wake me up!
People were murmuring around us. "What the..?"
"Are they fighting?"
"Did he just swear?"
I turned beet-red. "Oh my gods Annabeth, I'm so sorry! I was just... A dream and.." I stuttered out.
Beside me Frank laughed and slapped me on the back. "Nice one dude. Way to stand up for yourself!"
"Wait, you don't understand! I was just-"
"It's okay dude. A guy's gotta do, what a guy's gotta do."
Annabeth smiled at me. "It's okay Percy, I probably shouldn't have woken you up."
I frowned at everyone.
At my old school everyone would be laughing at me by now...
These people were weird.
But... It was kind of nice.
-Line Break-
AT A CONVENIENCE STORE
"That'll be 70 cents. You need a bag?" I said, back in my old body.
"Nope."
"Goodbye." I said. Rude customer. Didn't even say thank you, rude. Eh whatever. I got a night job at a convenience store.
FLASHBACK: YESTERDAY AFTER SCHOOL
I was walking back home, when I saw this sign on the door of a convenience store:
HIRING PART TIME
NIGHTS
9PM – 7AM
WAGES NEGOTIABLE
This is perfect! I've gotta try to get this job.
I entered the store.
"Excuse me, are you still hiring for the night shift?" I asked.
The store manager looked up and said "Oh, helloooo oh wow."
"The sign on the door, it said you were looking for a part-timer? I've never really worked at a convenience store before..Do you need a resume? Can a first-timer..."
"You're hired." He stated quickly.
I blinked. "...Sorry?"
"Can you start right away?"
"Um..."
"How much are you looking to earn?"
"Uh, that is.."
"I'll give you the max."
Wow, this guy's pretty cool! But, no way could I work in my new body.
"No, I mean not for me, for a friend of mine."
"What!?" He shouted, already holding a staff uniform.
-Line Break-
The store manager looked a lot less friendly than he did when I came in my other body...
"You?" He said incredulously. "You're the friend?"
"Yes..." I mumbled.
"Sorry, but this won't work. I don't hire high schoolers."
"Huh? But... My friend said I can-.." I protested.
"Come to think of it, students don't have a clue about the names of cigarets brands. There are so many brand names to memorize.." He explained. Oh, that's the only thing that's stopping me from being hired?
"Philip Morris. Camel. Lucky Strike. Newport. Pall Mall. Dunhill. Winston. L&M. Kool." I listed off all the brand names I knew. I guess having been a proficient cigaret servant for the Titans did pay off somehow.
END FLASHBACK
I managed to get the job, but... why was the salary difference so big? I have two bodies, which means, I need to expenses for two people. My new body was currently sleeping.
My new body was active from 8am till 8pm, for school and my old body was active from 8pm till 8am, working. That way I would be living 12 hours per body, to protect each's health. Why did this happen to me? What if my new body disappeared? If only this body would go...
The daytime is like a beautiful dream, but at night I come back to the cold reality. And I guess my reality is still technically like a dream, a nightmare.
The sound of the bell going off, broke me from my musings. New customers.
"Welcome. " I said in a friendly tone, and then I saw who my new customers were. Thug 1, 2 and 3!
"Give me 4 packs of Marlboro red." Thug 1 commanded. They were my classmates, so of course I knew they weren't old enough to be buying cigarets. What should I do? I can't sell them smokes! I could get fired!
"Uh, can I see your ID please?"
"Heh? Jeez, all right, here you go." And then he handed me an ID for a Daniel Pickipsy, born in '84. Where the hell did he get this old guys ID from?
"Uh, that doesn't look like you..."
"Huh? I've gained weight.. Okay?"
I sighed. I've gotta keep this job, no matter what. "No, sorry... I'm not allowed to sell you cigarets."
"This is my ID!"
"I don't think so."
"What?!"
"The jig is up." Thug 2 muttered.
"Let's just get out of here.." Thug 3 mumbled.
"Hold on." Thug 1 said. "How old are you then, huh?" He asked me.
I started sweating. "What? Why?"
I can't get fired, I just can't!
"Hey!" Someone shouted, entering the store. "Let's just go somewhere else! Stop messing around!" Oh my gods, it was Frank. Of course it was, I mean New York was a pretty big place, so of course I'd keep running into the same guy, over and over.
He squinted at me, as if trying to place me. Oh, no no no, please god no.
He smirked. Crap. "Well who do we have here?" He turned to the Thugs and said "Hey, guys relax. We're good here. Get a bunch of booze too hehe."
"What?" Thug 1 asked incredulously.
"You know this guy?" Thug 2 asked.
Ah crap on a cracker. I was quite in a pickle. They currently placed a lot of alcohol on the counter. What should I do? I don't want to lose this job, but I also didn't want to get beat up. Again. Sofie's choice indeed.
"Hey, how about we forgive and forget?" Frank said with a smirk. "Ring this up in honor of our truce."
And suddenly he was glaring at me. "And did I mention, I'm not gonna be paying for this?"
I gulped, but I didn't ring it up. I couldn't. Maybe I was paralyzed by the fear, or maybe it was because I was sort of standing up for myself. I guess we'll never know.
He narrowed his eyes at em. "You don't want to be reconciled?"
I shook my head. "No, it's not that, I just... I could get fired."
Behind Frank, the t+Thugs were whispering.
"Why's he in such a bad mood today?" Thug 1 whispered.
"Uh, he's usually like that." Thug 2 shot back.
"Don't you get it? Hehe.." Thug 3 started "Hazel has eyes for the new transfer student haha."
Frank stiffened. Ah crap, he must've heard that. Something tells me Frank was very uhh, protective when it came to all things Hazel. I don't even know what they were talking about. She looked more confused by me than anything else. Those Thugs kept whispering and making it worse though.
"Ohh, yeah didn't Frank ask her out, but she turned him down? Haha." Thug 1 recalled.
The other Thugs laughed.
"Right, maybe he's pissed because of that new guy!" Thug 2 proposed with a guffaw.
"Geez, they went on a date, and it's over already?" Thug 3 said disbelievingly.
Gods, will you guys shut up? You were all making him look angrier and angrier... He was grabbing his hair with both hands and shaking..
"Hehe, shh quiet." Thug 1 whispered.
"Yeah, he's gonna blow his stack." Thug 3 added.
I cleared my throat. "Uh, sorry, sir, but since I could get fired.."
"Hey." Frank said. "The truce is off." Wait, what?
Aaaaand then he punched me. Again. Boy, does he look mad still.
"Oh shit, he flipped!" Thug 2 shouted.
"Dude, stop!" Thug 1 shouted.
So, I got beaten up by Frank again. I mean, this time, there were actual people trying to stop him, but they kind of failed.
"We're so sorry." Thug 3 said apologetically.
"Yeah, he's got a bad temper... Whaddaya gonna do? Amirite?" Thug 2 added.
Somewhere in the back, you could hear Frank shouting 'Let go! Stop!' and 'Fuck you! What the fuck?!'
As for me? Well, we were currently in the alley beside the store, and the were making me stand with my hands behind my back and my pants and underpants down to my shoes.
Thug 2 was taking a picture of me and said "I hope you can understand, this is just insurance. If you report us, we will spread this photo. Got it?"
Thug 3 was giving me instructions. "Dude, head up, up. Hands back. There you go!"
I was forced to agree on forgetting the whole thing. This was stupid, as far as they know, I had no idea who they were.
Eventually they all left. At least I could rejoice in the fact that I didn't sell them any smokes or alcohol. That's... something. A small victory. I know I would've been fired on my first day if I did that.
But I can't just rely on my dad, or mom for that matter, all my life. Speaking of which, I should probably call her, it has been a while. Too long if you ask me.
"Hello? Percy? How are you? " And just like that, any pain I felt left at the sound of my mother's soothing voice. I could practically hear the smile she had on her face. The thought of my smiling mother made me smile, despite my split lip.
"Hey mom, I'm great!"
"What are you doing up this late? It must be like 10 pm there in New York!"
"Oh, uhh, just taking a walk. The night's air is really refreshing." I hated lying to my mom, but I didn't want her to worry about me.
"Amazing! I'm out for a stroll too!"
"Ha so we're on the same page then huh?"
"Haha I guess so! How's school?"
"School? Great! I'm really popular here in New York." But only during the day.
"I was just with a few classmates actually." Buuut, they beat me up.
"What about you? How have you been?"
"Me? Oh Percy, I'm so happy right now!"
"Yeah? Which country are you in again? Greece right?"
"Yes! Oh Percy, we should come here together some day! It's so amazing, and I know you'd just love it here!" She gushed. And I had to smile at that. She was still thinking about me, even though she was like halfway across the world. She was simply the best mom ever.
I stood up and entered the store. "Yeah? Then we'll go there together someday. I'd love to go to Greece one day."
"Percy, do you have enough money?" She asked me, the concern oozing out of her.
"Nah, mom. I'm fine!"
"You sure? You know I could wire some money or something."
"Mom, seriously, I'm fine! You just enjoy your book tour al right? You deserve it!"
"Well okay.. But remember Percy, you don't have to carry the world on your shoulders. If you need something, anything, I'm one phone call away."
"Don't worry mom, I'll let you know when something's up."
"...All right then. I'll let you go to sleep, it's late there. I love you Percy."
"Love you too mom. Bye."
Just like that, the evening nightmare ended...
-Line Break-
And it was day again. I have returned to the dreamlike reality.
I woke up in my day body, feeling light and powerful again. I literally jumped out of bed and did a couple of squats. Huh, so this is what it's like, to be buff. It was nice, I felt like I could fly. The world looked so tiny from my vantage point.
I did my morning routine and went to the other bedroom the check on my night body. Damn, Frank really went at it this time. Still, not the worse beating I got in that body I suppose.. I cleaned up my wounds, got dressed and then I was off to another day in school.
Oh joy.
-Line Break-
Ugh, people were still whispering wherever I went. Seriously, why? I just shook my head and did my best to ignore it.
"Hey, there he is."
"Damn, give me a piece of that!"
"He looks like a cartoon hero."
"Look at his figure.. That body tho."
"Dayumn."
"He must be so happy to come to school."
I wonder who they were all talking about? Not me, I hate coming to this school.. I already got beaten up... I mean, they didn't know it was me, but still...
When I entered the class in this new body I saw that those Thugs were talking about... Me.
"But then Frank beat him up!"Thug 1 shouted.
"Yeah, he totally flipped his lid." Thug 3 added enthusiastically.
"I took his picture to ensure he stays silent." Thug 2 said smugly. Fucking bastard.
Annabeth frowned. "What picture?"
"You wanna see?" Thug 3 said with a nasty chuckle.
"Guys, cut it out. You think I'm proud of hitting that pig?" Frank muttered crossly.
Annabeth saw me come in and smiled at me. "Hey Percy!"
I smiled back uneasily and nodded.
"Yo Percy, come over here! I have something funny to show you!" Thug 2 shouted, waving me over. Yeah, no thanks asshole.
I frowned, a nasty feeling in my stomach... I kind of have an idea of what they wanted to show me, but just to be sure... "What is it?"
"Yesterday, Frank beat this pig up and..." Thug 1 started, but I tuned the rest out. I know what happened, I saw it with my own eyes! Well... I felt it actually with my own body!... Other body I mean. Man, this was all still so confusing... I was broken out of my musings, at the sound of everyone laughing.
Ah, that brings back memories.
Bad ones.
"Soo, wanna see a nude pic of the piggy?" Thug 2 asked smugly. I clenched my jaw and fist, and decided to ignore them. You know, what? They weren't worth my time.
"You actually took a photo of that part?!" Annabeth asked incredulously.
"Yeah, wanna see?" Thug 2 asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
"No! Gods, that's disgusting! What is the matter with you?" She answered with a scowl. Good for you Annabeth!
"Ahh, don't be coy!" Thug 1 jeered.
"Frank's punches were lightning fast though!" Thug 3 shouted suddenly.
"Dude, yeah! I couldn't even see them!" Thug 1 gushed.
Frank just sat there looking smug. "Guys, cut it out. I'm not proud of it!" Ugh, I'm sick of listening to them.
"Ugh, I really hate that." Hazel announced. Yeah, okay. I'll just listen to her and her friends convo... That's not too weird right?
"Why don't you just go out with him? He's nice to you." Her friend told her.
Hazel scowled. "He's always fighting. A while ago he invited me to a movie, but he got in a fight in the street, again!" Yeah, I remember that, vividly.
"Woah, that's crazy. Although, I guess I'm not really that shocked." Her friend said.
"What do you mean?" Hazel asked with a frown.
"You don't know? He was a rising boxer in middle school."
"Oh, yeah, I knew that! I went to middle school with him." Huh, I wonder how far back her and Frank went?
Frank looked at Hazel's direction. "Enough as a boxer, I'm not proud of using a straight punch to leave him groggy. I should've thrown a jab." He explained.
I sighed. Why did I have to sit next to him of all people? I mean, I know I had bad luck, but come on! This was so unfair.
"Hehe, come to think of it, that piggy's mom, must be a piggy too!" Thug 2 announced gleefully. Oh no you didn't. That definitely caught my attention.
"Ha, yeah pigs are born from pigs!" Thug 1 added, with a chuckle. I clenched my fist. I've gotta keep a low profile. Stay calm.
"Yooo, what if that piggy brought his mom?" Thug 3 wondered with a laugh.
"Then I'm gonna strip em both naked." Thug 2 answered back smugly.
"Dude, you are insane!" Thug 1 said with amusement dancing in his eyes. Breathe Percy, breathe. Don't attract any attention to yourself. It was getting increasingly harder to keep my calm and ignore them. My arms were shaking from how hard I was clenching my fists.
"You think she was happy giving birth to him?" Thug 3 wondered.
"I would've had an abortion!" Thug 2 shot back, all 3 of em started laughing.
Because of me, my mom was getting insulted. My mom, who does her best to provide for me. Who does her best to be nice to everyone she meets. How dare they?!
I snapped. Insult me all you want, but no one brings my mother into this.
I brought my fist down on my desk, making a loud sound and caught everyone's attention. I looked up, and glared at the guys who were insulting my mom and said "You guys have gone too far."
The three guys flinched and paled.
Frank looked back at Hazel and saw her stare at me in admiration, and he glared at me.
He kicked away his desk and said "Hey, you're fucking funny, you know that? Get up and come at me."
"Fight!" Someone shouted in the background. Ah crap, what the hell?!
I clenched my jaw and stood up. What I didn't know was, at that moment the news came out that there was gonna be a fight in the fashion department. Before I knew it, there was a crowd behind our class door and in our class.
Frank stood in a boxing position. Oh shit, I've been in a lot of uhhh, 'fights, but I didn't actually know how to fight. Welp, this was a great moment to learn I suppose.
"Hey wuss, I told you to come at me." Frank ordered.
All around me, people were whispering.
"Why's he just standing there?"
"Is he scared?"
"Dude, were we scared for no reason?" one of the Thugs muttered. And that made me think about the things they were saying about my mother. And that made me pissed all over again.
Right when Frank was about to throw a punch, someone grabbed his arm. It was this pale guys, with shaggy black hair that covered his eyes and a pretty sick looking silver skull ring. He was dressed in all black, expensive looking clothing.
"What is Nico doing?" People muttered. Huh, Nico. Okay, reminder to self: Thank Nico.
"This is the first time I've seen him step up." Someone else muttered.
Frank looked like he was struggling to get his arm out of Nico's death grip.
"Let go!" He shouted, finally freeing his arm. And then he threw a punch at me. It was as fast as I remembered.
Ever since I was little, I got hit a lot. So, at some point, I could see the fists coming slowly. But, I was too slow. My body wouldn't move as I wanted it to.
This body however, did.
"Oh my gods! He dodged Frank's fist!" Someone exclaimed, shocked.
"Dude, how? That fist was crazy fast!"
"Amazing."
Everyone looked shocked.
Frank the most.
Frank's POV
I've always been really fast.
In kindergarten I could run circles around kids twice my age.
In elementary school too, and in middle school. My dad, Mars, encouraged me to be strong, disciplined and fast. He was very strict. Any little mistake, or weakness, would result in... a sanction.
He worked me all right, he worked me hard, but it was so worth it. Look at me now.
When I entered high school, I was speedy, life was easy. I was the king, I was a champion.
But now... This new pretty boy just comes waltzing in, thinking he could hone in on Hazel?!
I've been working my butt off, trying to show her how much I loved her, but yeah sure, just cause you're handsome, go ahead and become her boyfriend. Not. I have to protect her.
This is my turf, I ain't letting that go without a fight.
If my dad found out I was weak...
I shuddered at the thought of what he might do.
I have to win this.
Percy's POV
I kept on dodging his fist, but even I had to admit, he was really fast.
With each fist I dodged, Frank got madder and madder.
Eventually a fist came my way that I couldn't dodge. It was coming straight at my face. I couldn't avoid it!
Oh crap, what do I do?!
At the last second, my right arm came up, and I actually caught his fist. Holy shit, I almost got hit. That was way too close. It's getting harder and harder to doge...
Everyone's jaws dropped at that.
Frank looked at me in horror.
Maybe we could end it here? I looked around, people were whispering and gawking at me. And then I saw them. Those assholes that insulted my mom.
I remembered why I got so angry.
What one earth did I do wrong to them?!
This has to end. And I remembered something Kronos did once to me.
FLASHBACK
"Gum gum...Pistol!" Kronos shouted, hitting me in the gut as hard as he could.
I dropped on my knees and wheezed. I couldn't breathe!
Kronos was massaging his right arm, the one he used to punch me.
"That's how you throw your first punch." He explained.
"Impressive. He's really down, huh?" Hyperion exclaimed with glee.
"Aim for the solar plexus for the first punch." Kronos instructed.
"One shot, one kill."
END FLASHBACK
I let go of Frank's hand and kept dodging his fists. And then, I thought about all of the shit he put me through. The beatings. The insults. The humiliation.
And why? Why did he do it? What did I ever do to him?!
Nothing.
There was no reason.
I made my decision.
I took Kronos' advice, and aimed for Frank's solar plexus. I hit him as hard as I could.
And he went down, just like I did.
Everyone went quiet, you could hear a pin drop in this silence.
And then all once, it was chaos.
"Holy shit! He took Frank down!"
"One punch and he was down!"
"That was insane, oh my gods!"
"No way!"
"Incredible!"
It was all a first for me.
Looking down my opponent.
"Percy, you are the man!"
"Damn dude, you must work out!"
I looked at Frank, who was still clutching his stomach and coughing. I felt bad. I knew what it was like, being on the receiving end of a punch. Was it really that hard? He must really be in pain.
"Wooh!"
"He didn't want to fight."
"Yeah, guess Frank didn't give him any choice though."
"Still, it was an awesome fight!"
This strange reaction from the crowd...
I didn't like it.
I never wanted any of this.
Frank looked up, at Hazel. He gritted his teeth. He glared at the crowd.
"Lower your eyes!" He roared. "Did you all enjoy the show, huh? I saw everyone who smiled! I will pluck your eyes out!"
All around me people were staring, gawking, whispering, but one guy... He was staring at me differently. He was skinny, and almost as pale as Nico, pale blue eyes... Everything about him seemed pale actually. What I didn't know was, he would play a very big role in my life later on.
For the first time in my life, someone looked at me with fear, just like I used to look at others.
What I didn't know was, the news of Frank Zhang getting beaten by the new kid with one punch, was spreading like wildfire.
By the end of the day...
Each department's champion knew my name.
BONUS SCENE:
Nico entered the guy's toilet, to well... You know...
"Let's get that dick!" Thug 1 growled.
"The transfer?" Thug 2 asked.
"But Frank was no match!" Thug 3 brought up.
"Let's come at him all once." Thug 1 proposed.
"Well.. There are 3 of us..." Thug 3 said, sounding convinced.
"Yeah, true. All right, so what's the plan?" Thug 2 wondered.
"One of us will grab him from behind, the other two take the front." Thug 1 instructed.
"Ha, wow, you have no shame." Thug 2 cackled.
"We can't let him go on like this though." Thug 3 told him.
"True, true. All right, I'm in. I'll grab him with my herculean strength!" Thug 2 exclaimed.
"I don't see it." Thug 1 deadpanned.
"Whatever. So, we doing this after school?" Thug 2 retorted.
"Deal! Let's kick his ass!" Thug 3 said with glee.
"..." Nico cleared his throat.
-Line Break-
Octavian was running quickly, towards the boy's toilet. He passed Nico on his way there.
When he entered the boy's toilet, he was surprised by the scene he was greeted by. The three guys that tormented him daily...
Beaten up.
Badly.
He looked around and wondered...
How strong was Nico actually?
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Hey, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! This was a doozy of a chapter if you ask me. Let me know what you guys thought, I always love reading your thoughts :)
On to the reviews:
To more-like-reyna: Ha yeah, makes sense I thought, what with him having been bullied badly. Don't worry about Frank and Percy's friendship, it'll get better, I swear. As for Rachel, I've got some plans for her in the future, don't you worry your pretty little face ;) I don't like bitch-Rachel AUs either. She wasn't a bitch in the books because she kissed Percy? Like wtf? But, yeah back then when Percy Jackson first came out, srsly if you shipped anything but Percabeth, you were ripped to shreds.
To Lillian Smith: Aww, dude thank you! As for the plot, again, I really want to stress this because I don't want to take credit for this, I was reading the webtoon LOOKISM, and I thought, hey what if the characters were Percy Jackson and the gang? And voila! And dude, that book is actually in my TBR pile! Seriously! I'll check it out! Dude, true that, it is scary, but to be fair, it took Percy a couple of days to get used to it. Yeah, it has been a while since I read Percy Jackson, but even I knew Frank was a liiiittle OOC here. To be fair, he is a son of Mars, so I imagine he might have his Mars-like moments... But, I digress. I do regret some choices I made with the characters in this story, but, I've got to stay consistent. So, for now, Frank has to be well... Kind of a dick. But I swear, he gets better in later chapters. Probably. Guess we'll have to wait and see ;)
To Guest: Thanks dude! :D
Aiight, that was it for today! Once more, hope you guys enjoyed, and thank you to everyone that reviewed, will revies, or is currently reviewing. You guys are angels!
See you in the next one!
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Pencilvester
Ps: Again, I didn't really add anything to this chapter. I just fixed a couple of errors, maybe added a couple of things here and there for clarification and continuity, but you guys don't have to reread this chapter. I didn't really change it all that much. Once again, sorry for any possible confusion I may have caused :(