Chapter 1-6/6/1991
Part 1-Percy's POV
It was 2:55, 5 minutes before the final bell of the school year rang. I could hardly wait until summer! Just thinking about all the fun I would have and the places I would go to made me so excited! I couldn't listen to the teacher's droning because I was counting down to the beginning of summer in my head. The beginning of summer starts when you get home on the last day of school. I know that most people don't think summer begins after the last school day, but that's my opinion. Yours could be different or the same, I really don't care what you think. Anyways, I could tell that all of the other kids in my fifth-grade class were feeling the same way, but they just weren't as energized by it as I was. However, I'm always full of energy, no matter what. It's because I have Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder (ADHD for short), which basically means you have a ton of energy and can't focus in school most of time. There might be a few days where you can pay attention, but not for long. Also, when you combine ADHD with dyslexia, you get really bad grades. I'm talking about D's and F's, with a C or two if you're lucky. I'm just grateful that I made it this far. It won't make it to the news, but I can imagine the headline: "10-Year-Old Boy Percy Jackson Finally Passes One Year of School!" It could maybe make the headlines in a small town like Montauk, but definitely not in the biggest city in America. To get back on track, when the clock hit 10 seconds, EVERYBODY starting counting down to zero. The poor teacher didn't even give us a chance to tell us our homework! Wait…That is not good at all. I guess that we're all going to get in trouble next year! At zero seconds, we cheered and ran out of the classroom. The teacher tried to tell us to come back, but we didn't listen. I mean, why would we? It was finally summer and the end of the school year! Both things count for something good. I was the last one out, so before I left, the teacher told me to come over to her desk. Once I turned around and walked over to where she was, she said to me, "Percy, can you please try to bring back your classmates? If you do, I will make sure that you have a clean slate next year." Ooh…tempting, very tempting. "I'll try, ma'am, but no promises." I responded. I walked out of the classroom and got some water. But, being the person that I was, I walked out of the building without finding my classmates. I just walked home without going back inside. Once I got there, my mom was packing stuff up. Me and my mom had been talking about moving for years, but never actually went through with it. I was surprised that we were even moving out of here, especially at a moment like this one. I saw that the door was open, so went up the 6 flights of stairs to get to my apartment and went inside. You have to be really fit to get to my apartment. You have to walk a whole bunch and you also have to climb 6 floors' worth of staircases. You can't be even a tad overweight, as you could probably only make it to the top of the 6th floor if you were less fit. Once I got inside, almost everything was stored away in big boxes in a corner of the living room. I went to look around and was shocked at how big the apartment was when it didn't have any things in it. I called out to my mom and it made an echo! My musings were interrupted when my mom replied, "I'm in your bedroom, Percy." Now I knew that I had to get down to business. I walked to my bedroom and found my mom by the wall behind a pile of boxes. "Hello, sweetie." She said. "Hi, mom." I responded. Just so you know, my mom is the nicest person in the world. Nobody else can compete against her; she treats everybody with love and care and doesn't ever get mad at anyone. She would never lie to anyone, especially not me. "I'm just sorting the boxes." She said. "Can you help me carry these down to the moving van?" "Yes, ma'am." I answered. I picked up a large box and went down the stairs to the van. After putting the box in the back, I went back up and I repeated the process over and over again. I ended up having to get water every three or four trips on the exhausting, yet short journey. Each trip took about 10 minutes to get up and down. After about an hour or two of doing this, my mom eventually joined me in moving all our things down. It took a while, but after four hours, all of our things were packed up in the moving van. Once we were in the car, Mom said that we would have to go to the grocery store to get some more food items. I really didn't mind as long as we got to the house before tomorrow. We were in and out of there in one hour tops. Once we were back in the car and on our way to our new house, my mom got out a pen and two pieces of paper. "Here, Percy." She said. "What is this for?" I asked. She sighed like she was 100 years old, old and without a care in the world. "I never ever told you about this, but you have cousins, Percy. Two cousins, if I'm right. And do you want to know the reason why we're even moving into a house?" I had turned my head away, but at the mention of the words "cousins" and "moving", I slowly turned my head back towards hers. I definitely didn't want to, but sometimes, my curiosity overwhelms me about things like this. She could see and sense it with her mom-only seventh sense, so she continued, "We're moving because we're going to take them in and provide for them. Basically, we're going to try to adopt them." I couldn't believe it. I was utterly shocked. Actually, I was way beyond that. My jaw seemed to hang all the way down to the Earth's core and because of that, spit was dripping out of my mouth. "You're serious?" I asked. I didn't really know whether to be more excited or disappointed. "What are their names and how old are they?" I asked. "Their names are Justin, Harry, and there should be another kid coming along named Nick." She said. "They are about your age. Also, only write letters to Justin and Harry, as Nick lives in the same place as Justin does." "Yes, mom." I replied. I immediately got out the pen and paper and went to work. By the time it was dark, I had already finished my first letter, which was to Justin. But wait…I was missing our new address! I asked Mom and she said, "Our new address is 8 Cornwall Rd., Montauk, New York." I had to process it for a moment, but I realized something. "We're moving to Montauk?!" I asked. "Yes, we are." She answered. "And if you think I'm kidding, just look at our brand new house." She said as we pulled into the driveway. "Are you kidding me?" I asked. "This looks like a mansion!" When we stopped, I immediately jumped out and went to look around the house. I looked at the rows of trees in the gigantic field in the back and the farms on the sides of the house. Then, I looked up at the 3-story mansion and marveled about how creepy it looked in the dark. 'This would still probably be a nice place to live in.' I thought to myself. Once my mom came up to me, I asked, "How did you get this much money?" She scratched her head, something she does when she gets nervous. "I, ah, kind of found out that we are descended from a royal family." I couldn't believe it. "Which country is our family from?" I asked. "We come from England, even though we have been Americans for a while." "Really?" I asked. "Wait…Why didn't you tell me?" "I didn't even know until a couple of weeks ago!" I knew she was straight out lying. "We've been thinking about moving since after Smelly Gabe moved away." She looked at me admonishingly. "Percy, don't call him that." "He was nasty and disgusting. Please don't blame me." I was beginning to calm down and she knew it. "But why did you lie to me?" I asked. "Percy, I've never told anyone this, except for my poor parents who already knew. This will be something even more shocking to learn about. Can you handle it?" I didn't really know if it would be that shocking. But with my overwhelming desire to learn, my brain took over my mouth. "I guess, Mom." I unwillingly answered. "Well, me, you, Harry, Justin, and Nick are magical. Your cousins and Nick don't really know it yet, but all of them have the necessary clues to figure it out." Mom answered. She could tell I was about to faint head over heels, so she sat me down. "You're not playing a prank on me, are you?" I asked. She looked amused. "Have I ever?" I looked back at all the times we had spent together, and she never had. More importantly, I had never noticed her doing magic, but then again, it would probably be in secret. I didn't have any evidence to oppose her, so I had to believe her for now. "Alright." I said after pondering a bit more. "I believe you." She looked surprised. "That's it? That's all you've got?" "Yes, but don't make me think on it more!" I shouted. She laughed out loud, a pretty sound that sounded like wind chimes gently swaying in the wind. "Come on, kiddo. Let's go inside." Once we got inside, a weird, elf-like creature popped out of nowhere. I hid behind my mother, as I had never seen an animal like that before. "Lady Sally!" the creature said. "We have been waiting for years!" "Sorry, Tibby. Just been raising a son, is all." "A son?" I could see its eyes out of the corner of my eye, expectantly waiting. Seeing nobody, its face quickly dropped. When I saw it becoming sad, I felt pretty bad. So, I slipped out from behind my mother's legs and walked over to it. I put my hand on its back, trying to comfort it. "Hey, it's okay." I said. "You are Lady Sally's son?" it asked. "Yeah, I'm Percy." I answered. "Sorry, I just don't know much about magic yet." "I forgive you. Why, Lady Sally did the same exact thing when she was your age!" Tibby seemed really educated, so we would probably have some good times together. "Go finish your letter to Harry, then I'll show you where your bedroom can be." Mom said. "Okay." I responded. "Do you want to come along?" I asked Tibby. "Sure, Master Percy." I went out and got out the letter from the car, then sat down on the couch that the 20 other creatures had just placed in the living room. "Thanks, guys." I said. "You are very welcome, Percy." They said, then turned back to go bring in more stuff. It seemed like they knew exactly what I wanted, which was perfect. 15 minutes later, I finished the letter to Harry and gave it to the elves to transport to Harry and Justin. "Be careful, okay guys?" "Will do, Percy." The two elves I had assigned to the job answered. They popped out, going to different destinations around the world. With that done, I went to my bedroom that Mom had showed me and went to sleep. Before I did, I managed to think to myself, "Hopefully it reaches them." And with that thought, I drifted off to sleep, unaware of the fun we would have.
My Dobby-speak isn't very good, so I just decided to ignore it altogether in the story. Anyways, what do you think? Is it good? Should I continue working on it? Please review!