Everything Makes Sense
A/N Hey guys so this is my first fic. Tell me what you think about the school parts I have absolutely no idea what school is actually like in the USA so I probably want focus on this majorly. If anyone has any ideas on plot lines for this fic don't be shy to share.
Percy Pov
After Paul had finished his announcements for the start of the school year a blond haired, finely dressed boy who seemed to be about my age who I assumed was Luke walked towards me "Hi you must be Percy" he said grumbly, obviously he wasn't happy about not being able to catch up with his friends over what he'd done over the holidays. "Um hi" I said. Luke began to walk out of the room and gestured for me to follow. In my rush to find my home room earlier in the morning I hadn't really had a chance to take in my new school now at a more leisurely pace I was able to take it in floor to ceiling windows, Granite floors and every possible luxury you could think of where present "Anything in Particular that you want to see?" asked Luke, "Um the classical studies department" I replied "Haha you're in luck" Luke replied. Bewildered I asked Luke why that was the case "The Olympias are obsessed with ancient Greece and Rome it like runs in their family, So the department benefits from massive Donations" Luke replied, "actually Poseidon Olympia gave the department a massive donation in the holidays for some reason" Luke said. I was starting to think that Luke was warming towards me but then he dropped a bomb shell "Goodes not a cheap school" he said, "What do your parents do?" I awkwardly replied "My mum works in a candy store and umm Pa… Mr Blofis is my Stepdad" "Goode doesn't do scholarships how can you afford to come here? You're Dad?" Luke asked sternly "I never knew my dad" I replied. Luke simply looked at me like I was lying but he didn't push the issue. After showing me around the school for about another half hour. The tour was over Luke was kind enough to my per-algebra class after thanking him I walked inside to be greeted by the worst possible sight. There standing beside the white board was none other than Mrs Dodd's my villainous teacher from last year. Of all the things that could go wrong this was the worst, you see Mrs Dodd's Hated me from the moment that she saw me and was one of the biggest Factors to me being expelled from my Previous school yancy (Which was quite disappointing as I was only a fortnight from finishing the school year a Record for me). "Percy, Honey I didn't expect to see you at such a classy school" was her first barb at me. "I guess the Feelings mutual" I replied. My hopes for this school year had just plunged to the lowest possible levels. I was dragged out of this pit of self-loathing by the sound of someone sitting in the desk beside me. I looked beside me to find a rather scrawny kid with long brown hair and a Goatee (I mean seriously does this place not have like a dress code or something) "h… hi I'm Grover" the boy seemed to stutter as he struggled to introduce himself. "Percy" I replied. "Are you new here" the boy, Grover asked. "Yea" I replied "just transferred". I was about to continue our conversation when Mrs Dodd's came over to our desk with an evil look on her face and almost whispered "now honey we wouldn't want a detention on our first day talking in class would we" I looked around it seemed that everyone in the class was talking, but of course I get the blame. Seeing no use in trying to argue my point I simply reply "Yes mam". I spend the rest of the period in complete silence, much to Grover obvious displeasure. When the bell finally rings I'm one of the first out of the room making my way towards the café. This is one of the parts about starting a new school that I dread, I have absolutely no idea at all where to sit. I spot Luke sitting at a table on the far side of the Room with who I guess are the popular kids. I was about to give up and simply sit by myself when I hear a voice in the distance calling my name, looking around I Grover sitting by himself on a table off to the side of the room. I make my way over to the table with my lunch to join him. Just as I'm sitting down a kid who seems familiar to me walks over. "Hey goat boy who's your friend" he says menacingly. When Grover doesn't reply he grows mad "I asked you a question" he says pushing Grover. "Leave him alone" I yell in my most authoritative voice. The cafeteria goes completely silent, obviously no one's seen anyone stand up to this fat bully before. The bully seems like he's about to reply when the headmaster Mr Brunner wheels himself into the room. "This isn't over" the bully says an obvious threat before walking off. I look over at Grover who is staring at me open mouthed. "You, you, you just stood up to Dionysus Olympia" he says shell shocked. "Wait" I say trying not to laugh "That sorry excuse for a human being belongs to the richest most powerful family in the United States". "Every family has a black sheep" is all that Grover says in reply. The rest of the day flies by, I have gym last which today is in the pool. My gym teacher coach hedge is left open mouthed when I finish the exercises 20 minutes before the rest of the kids. "Everything okay" I ask him. Never in my 50 years is all that he says in reply. Once school is finished I meet with Paul and we drive home, I succeed in avoiding all conversation on my first day at school reasonably well much to his obvious displeasure.
James Stark Pov
In all my career as an investigative journalist I had never once stumbled onto anything like this. I was new to this job just out of college and was still looking for my big break. Scratch that I was desperate for my big break, this desperation meant that I looked into things more than most of my colleagues. The moment the boy claimed he wasn't related to the Olympias I knew something was fishy. He had the same dark hair, the same sea green eyes and even the same build. Despite pressure from my editor I was determined to find out the truth about the boy, all I had was a name… Percy Jackson. Through less that legal means I was able to obtain the boys file as well as his mothers and I can safely say things didn't add up. His mother was an orphan with no family and a low paying job and his stepfathers pay check wasn't that much better the rent on their apartment alone was more than their combined income and they could still afford to send the boy to Goode the most prestigious school in New York, how he got accepted even was a mystery. Further digging revealed that the boy loved swimming and Ancient history both areas that Poseidon Olympia had donated millions of dollars to improve at Goode. Slowly the pieces where falling into place. Looking at the file I spotted the address of the family's apartment in a reasonably up market block.
Percy POV
I was sitting on the couch watching TV warn out after a hard day's school. Paul had gone out to some important staff meeting leaving just me and mum home. I was dozing off when I was startled by a knocking on the door. I yelled out to mum who was in here room practicing writing that I'd get it. You could imagine my surprise when I opened the door to find the reporter from earlier standing in the hallway outside the apartment. "Is your mum home" he asked. I didn't need to answer as my mum quickly appeared from her room. "May I help you" she asked "James Stark, New York Inquirer, I was wondering if you could answer some questions about Poseidon Olympia?"
A/N. The big reveal is in the Next chapter.