Chapter 3

I'm Irish so I don't really know how high school works, I'm basing it off of how secondary school works in Ireland. I also may use some Irish slang, but I'll try and explain it if I do, if there is any phrase someone would like me to explain just ask in a review. I just Google translated the Greek so it's probably not correct grammar.

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I came into maths a good ten minutes late, so I quickly handed the teacher my note before I got in trouble again. "Our new student, why don't you tell the class a little bit about yourself."

I hate introducing myself, I would much rather go through this whole experience without being noticed, though that plan went out the window when I showed my scars off. "Hi, I'm Percy Jackson, I live in Manhattan and I'm eighteen."

"Well Percy, my name is Mr Harrison. Please take a seat and we'll continue with the class," He didn't seem so bad, but he was going to hate me when he realised, I couldn't do maths if my life depended on it. It wasn't entirely my fault, I mean I was ADHD, so I found it hard to concentrate in class.

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The bell rang, and I let out a sigh of relief, I took out my time table to see what I had next. Greek. I was just going to be more of a freak after this, why did I let Annabeth pick my electives after she distracted me with blue cookies. To be fair she was probably trying to make my life easier.

I took a seat at the back hoping the teacher wouldn't notice me. "Hello class I'm Ms. Kelly and welcome to Greek. First of all, does anyone know any Greek?" a few people put up their hands and she started to call on them, asking them what they knew. They just knew phrases like 'hello' and 'thank you', from going on holiday. After a while, she noticed the hand I had barely raised. "Percy, what about you?"

"I'm fluent," I mumbled.

"I'm sorry could you repeat that?"

"I'm fluent," I answered, audibly, this time.

"Really?" I'd say she was surprised by that, I mean who would expect the kid with dyslexia and ADHD to be fluent in Greek of all things. "πού έμαθες?" where did you learn?

"ο πατέρας μου ήταν Έλληνας." My father was Greek

"Well this class will be breeze for you then," I decided I liked this Ms. Kelly, she was curious but not overly nosey. Like, I don't know a normal person.

I kind of zoned out for the rest of the class, they were just learning basic greetings. Finally, the bell rang for the end of school. I went to my locker to get my books for homework.

As I was getting my books two girls wearing an unbelievably small amount of clothing came up to me. "Hey, it's Percy, right?" I nodded my head slowly in answer, "So, we were wondering, there's this get together later, we thought maybe you'd want to come," she placed her hand on my arm, "and have a little fun?"

"Can't sorry, I have to go meet my girlfriend." I was not getting involved in anything that could turn out to be even remotely shady, I was going to be a model student this year.

I dodged out of their way and continued out of the school. I was walking towards the gate when I noticed three big guys beating up some poor kid. They were way bigger than him and he didn't stand a chance "Hey!" I called out. I knew what it was like to be bullied and I wasn't just gonna keep walking even though I knew I couldn't risk getting into any fights.

I just hope Annabeth doesn't find out.