The Disgraced Demigod

by read stripes

"Where will I go?" I tried not to let my voice crack. Chiron's sad, brown eyes looked straight at me. "To the land beyond the gods," he said. What happens when a demigod that the gods see the fact that she's alive is a crime comes to camp? Takes place after The Lost Hero. I suck at summaries, please read anyway

3. My Teacher Takes A Hit

Thank you to everyone who is reading! Please leave a review! First fanfic, so burn as hard as you can if you think I need it(which I probably do). I want to dedicate this to greekgeek25, who is not only hilarious but inspirational. Read her stories, they're amazing. Sorry for lack of author's notes, I forgot. Disclamer: I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS(except for the OC).

School. Was. Awful. Not just awful, but absolutely horrifying. Most of the students were African American, and I'm not racist or anything, but they were so mean. You would figure that because they had been bullied, that they would probably be nicer, but it was like they wanted to get after all of the white kids in the school to make up for all the times that it was vis versa. Not all of them were bad, though. There was a girl named Celia who stuck with me through my entire first day of school. The 'Zion School of Improvement and Learning' supposedly didn't tolerate bullying, but every time the black students bully the whites, the teachers pretty much egged them on.

even kidding. When I walked through the door, the second I saw his eyes I knew what was coming. His eyes screamed 'Yay! Fresh Meat!' Ever since he has been beating me up, you know, like when playing dodge ball he would make sure to hit me extra hard, or he would trip me as I was walking through the hall. He was considerate enough (do you sense my sarcasm?) to make sure that whenever he did anything, that the entire school was watching. I lasted longer than I thought I would, but little did I know that only a month into school that everything would change.

It was just like any other day. I started with algebra and then hauled myself to English, the first of most of my classes where Eddy could torment me, because this is where all the teachers were blacks. Mr. Covner was one of the few teachers in the school that was white, and he, conveniently, taught the most boring subject: Algebra. The fact that he taught algebra made it the one class where Eddy couldn't bully me: Mr Covner had eyes like a hawk, but he walked with a cane because he got injured while he was playing baseball a few years back.

When I walked into English, Eddy sat right behind me and began throwing wads of paper into my hair while our teacher, Ms. Gerusha, pretended not to notice. Suddenly Eddy leaned in and said , "If you think we haven't noticed how powerful you are, you're wrong. We've been tailing you ever since you got into this measly town, and soon, we're going to strike. So be prepar-" Whatever nonsense he was spewing was interrupted with a loud ahem. I turned around to see Mr Covner coming in and looking rather teed off at Eddy. Eddy sat back down and made a sound that was like a hiss. "Ms. Gerusha," Mr. Covner said, "Are you going to teach this class anytime soon, or may I interrupt?" Ms. Gerusha looked up from her computer, probably where she was playing a game. "Yes, yes…" Mr Covner waltzed in, or as much as you could 'waltz' with a cane, and placed a large stack of papers on Ms. Gerusha's desk. He looked as if he were going to come and hit Eddy upside the head, but he instead moved to the door and sufficed with one last glare at him. Mmmm….. What's that about? I mean, I knew that Mr. Covner was actually against bullying, but there was no way that he had heard Eddy talk to me. Speaking of….What was that about? Something about me being powerful, and him being on my tail, and how they were going to tike? No, how they were going to strike. But, none of that made sense. Maybe he was just trying to trip me up so that I was a nervous wreck. Yeah. That must have been it.

When I got out of English, it was lunch time, so I made a B line for the cafeteria. I saw Eddy and the rest of his huge goons coming towards me, but I didn't want to deal with him right now. I was starving, and after his little speech this morning, I was avoiding him.

The cafeteria was already full by the time I got there. I ran to the line and picked up a tray. "Hi," I said to Celia, who was just in front of me. "Hi," she said, flipping some of her coffee-colored hair over her shoulder. She glanced over mine, and then her face turned into complete horror. I whipped around and there, at my feet, was Mr. Covner, and behind him, Eddy and his gang looking completely bloodthirsty, obviously just having tackled him.