Percy POV-
  I was pissed, how could they do that to me? They knew my wish. They knew that I didn't want to be apart of that world anymore.

I was currently walking through the school doors, waiting for the bell, and thinking about my life. Gods my life sucked. Why do the fates hate me? 

  The teachers were really mad at me to, I hope Paul could fix this, I didn't want to get in trouble, but then again, I don't want Pauls help. I want to do things on my own from now one, I don't want anyone getting hurt, and I certainly didn't want Paul to lose his job.

Oh ya, forgot to mention, it's been three weeks sense that terrible history class. And 2 weeks sense the gods revealed themselves. The mortals now know about Demigods and the Mitholical world.

They don't know about me though, they don't know about any demigods that exist, they just know that we are real.

They don't really know about are tough lives either, they were told that we have the worst lives you can possibly imagine, but they don't really believe it. They think it would be fun to be a demigod.

Anyways, I am heading to my first class today, gym. Unfortunately, I had to were a uniform, and the uniform showed my..,scars. I tried to ask the teacher if I could wear my normal clothes but he said that I had to were my gym clothes.

I nervously walked into the boys locker room and got changed before anybody came in, the less scars they see, the better.

  I waited for about 3 minutes until everyone was out and ready to start class...or should I say, they were in the gym, staring at me.

"Today we will be playing dodge ball" The gym teacher said as he looked through us, eyes stoping on me.

"I was expecting you to rejoin the swim team" The couch said.

"I quit swimming."

"But why? You were so good! You could have gone to the Olympics!" He said.

"I'm not going to do anything just to please someone else. If I'm going to do something, it will be for me. And I'm done swimming, swimming brings back memories. Memories that I want to forget." I said, with a growl.

"We will talk about this later" The couch said, clearly wanting the best swimmer in Goode back on the team.

"No. No we won't" I said, which caused a shocked reaction from the couch.

"I can see why the teachers don't like you Jackson. Come and talk to me after class" And then, as if suddenly noticing all his scars, he gasped.

"Wha-" He started.

"I don't want to talk about it." I said with a scowl.

"Fine. But I expect an explanation" He said, with concern in his voice.

  After he split the group up into teams, we finally started the game.

  Instead of throwing the dodgballs and getting people out, I just stood there and dodged the balls that were thrown at me, leaving everyone else to get each other out.

  But finally, it was just me against the schools 'Big Three'. So far they've left me alone, they were 3 guys from the football team who liked to beat people up.

"Your going down Jackson" The leader, whom I dot know his name, said.

"What, no response?" He said, after I didn't respond to him.

"Shut your pie hole. I don't care what you say, or think about me. You don't know me, if you did, you would be in a whole lot more trouble then you are" I said.

"Whatever loser. At least I'm not afraid of water" He challenged.

"I'm not of water. I just don't like being reminded of the life I could have had, the life that was taken away from me. Try all you want to insult me. Beat me for all I care. I've been through worse." I said.

"Play the game!" The couch yelled.

"Fine" The Jock said.

  They tried to get me out, but I dodged them all.

"Come on! Play the game Jackson!" Couch said.

"Ya Jackson? Or are you afraid to be beaten by a son of Zeus?" Oh ya, forgot to mention, the 'Populars' are pretending to demigods.

"Fine" I huffed. I picked up two balls, and nocked out the main jocks friends.

"Wow, you actually can throw Jackson. To bad your girlfriend wasn't here to see it, oh wait, she was fake" He said. The mention of Annabeth brought tears to my eyes.

"Don't talk about Annabeth" I said with a growl.

"Oh, my bad. Is she the reason that you keep to yourself? Because you never had proof that she was real?"

"I said. Don't talk about Annabeth" I said with an even bigger growl.

"So her name is Annabeth" He said.

"DONT TALK ABOUT ANNABETH! Don't talk about my life, or anyone that has to do with it! Annabeth was the best person in the world! I had a future with her. But it was all taken away when she was murdered along with everyone else in my life!" I yelled. By this time I had walked up to the jock and was holding him up to the wall by his shirt. His eyes were filled with fear.

"THATS ENOUGH!" The couch yelled.

"LET GO OF HIM!" He yelled. I let go.

"Class is dismissed. Jackson, stay." He said.
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