Percy's Flashback

Can we skip it?

No.

Please?

Can we skip it?

No.

Please?

Can we skip it?

No.

Please?

Why are you so afraid of this class?

Pfff... I'm not afraid.

Dude, I can hear the fear in your voice. Might as well tell me.

Nah, I just don't want to watch it.

So you can sleep while I try to pay attention, like you always, ALWAYS, do.

So... we won't skip it?

A sweet voice, too sweet, interrupted their argument:

"Ah, Pierre! I was waiting just for you."

Too late!

"Are you talking to me?"

"Of course, silly!"

Percy stared at the girl in front of him, giggling, trying to understand what was going on.

Can you fake a disease so we'd be dismised?

Wait, is this your girlfriend?

No, this is Vanessa, the head cheerleader. Prepare yourself for hell.

She doesn't want to date you too, right?

No, she wants to make my life a living hell, just like she makes everyone else's.

"Come, Pietro, sit. Right here, beside me"

She is purposely missing my name, right?

My name, actually, but yes.

She reminds me someone.

A friend?

Not even close.

She patted the sit next to her, smiling brightly. Too brightly for Percy's peace of mind.

"What are you waiting for, Percy?"

She actually got it right. I think I'll sit there, keeping her company.

Are you insane!?

I faced a cheerleader once. She bursted into flames when I was about to kill her.

Kill her!? I mean, I know cheerleaders are annoying, but that was extreme.

No, what I'm going to do if she try to cross the line is extreme. Just wait and see.

***

"JOHNSON!! DETENTION!! FOR A WEEK!!"

"YOU BASTARD!!! HOW DO YOU DARE!?"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, LOVED IT!

She had it coming.

Percy noticed everyone else in class looking absolutely shocked or laughing really hard.

"Johnson, apologize, now!"

"As you wish, sir."

Percy stood up and faced the fumming cheerleader with a straight face. But then he smirked and got really close, like he was about to kiss her. She finally became aware of the danger behind Percy's smile.

His face suddenly became serious and said in a even voice:

"Try to mess with me again, and you'll regret it. Try to mess with my friends or someone innocent, and I'll do so much worse. Don't be mistaken, I don't make empty threats."

He finished with the glare he learned from his time at the Wolf House, the 'doesn't matter how bad you think you're, I'm so much worse' glare, and was satisfied to see real fear in her eyes.

"A month of detention!"

Percy went back to his seat like he didn't care and faced the teacher with a challenge in his face.

It was worth it.

Totally worth it!

Flashback over, back to the present

Percy was at his lockers putting away the books when he saw a text from Jason.

J: Need a ride. Can you help me?

P: Not a chance. Peter is more messed up than me, so even if his mom had a car, which she doesn't, she wouldn't let me or him within 10 feet from it.

J: I have the car, it's John's. But he want to run a check up on Saturday and I can't drive to the workshop, so I thought about asking you.

P: And John is okay with that? From what I gathered from Peter, they are far from friends. Almost sure the reason John didn't beat up Peter was because he is always on detention when John has a free time.

It's not because of that. Well, not ONLY that. I'm pretty smart and know how to avoid trouble.

You don't avoid it, you CAUSE it.

Details. And even when I don't cause, trouble always find me. Someone once dropped a bucket of purple aniline in the school's pool right before the swimming practice. They thought is was me. I had to hide from their captain for three weeks!

The thing with the chihuahua?

Actually wasn't me. But I was around, and laughing so hard that everyone assumed was me. Like I would be so stupid to be in the middle of something I did, ready to be blamed. I would make everything remotely ignited and had set up a camera and watch it from my room, so my alibi would be fail proof. So no, I don't need to cause trouble or look for it. It usually finds me. Sure, I have my moments where I think: 'Hahahaha, that's a dumb idea. Let's do it!'

I know that feeling. Both of them.

J: He'll be, as long as you don't crash his car.

P: If you say so. Saturday?

J: Saturday, I'll text you with the time.

He closed the locker and felt someone put the arm on his shoulders. He turned to see Jordan, Peter's red-haired friend.

"You, my friend, is dead."

"And why is that?"

"Sirena."

"Ah..."

Told you she would flip.

You want me to kiss your gilfriend? Thought so.

"How bad is it?"

"Miss I-am-so-hot-and-wake-three-hours-before-school-just-to-make-my-hair-look-perfect? Before you say anything, you're the one to call her that, a few months ago. Still don't understand why you're dating her, I thought you hated her."

Care to explain?

Hormones.

Ah.

"Anyway, that's her, always looking for attention. And now her boyfriend decided to ignore her. Completely. Actually run when he sees her. For two days. And ignore her texts. And her calls. How do you think she is? She BREATHES attention, forgot it already? I think is actually amazing you didn't drop dead already from something poisoned. But maybe she is planning to lock you up with the football team?"

"I really hope not."

I don't think even if Jason still had his powers, he'd be able save me if you got them as angry as I think you did.

Not even Zeus himself could save us.

Nice, you're actually starting to use my mythology lessons. Except the Zeus hates me just a little bit, and would probably join the football team to beat me up.

Isn't he your uncle?

Yeah, but I might have offended him. More than once. Or twice.

Only him?

Ares hates my guts because I kicked his ass. Remember me to tell you that one later. Hera doesn't like me too. Athena is just waiting for me to destroy myself or the world so Annabeth'd dump me, which she wouldn't. Dionysius is just to lazy to change me to a dolphin. Hades thinks I'm too arrogant and get more attention that I deserve, he would happily let me die. I wonder if I pissed him off enough to be chosen to be part of his underwear.

What??

Apollo is nice, even with terrible haikus. Artemis doesn't hate me as much as other men, at least I think so. Hefesto is ok, and so is Hermes. Aphrodite... she is scary. She loves me, too much. My story with Annabeth, actually. She loves a tragedy, you wouldn't want to be on her spot light, her favorites are the ones who will get the more messed up life. There is my dad, he loves me of course. Amphitrite, not so much. She is my father's wife and I'm the walking proof of my father's one night stand with a mortal, so no. Triton thinks I want his spot, so hates me too. Atlas hates me because I might have destroyed his plans to rule the world. Kronos, because I definetly destroyed his plans to destroy the world. Gaea, same as Kronos. I managed to offend some romans too. Baco. Mars. Hum...

And I'm the bad one for pissing off the football team and some teachers?

Seems like I have problems with autorities too.

Hahahaha, you're a lost cause just like me!

"Just for you to get the picture, your girlfriend even came to talk to me. Me! You know she hates me."

You didn't make it easy for her not to hate. Bubblegum.

What?

Just repeat.

Bubblegum?

Yeah, that too.

"You didn't make it easy for her not to hate. Bubblegum."

Jordan's smile was wide now: "Well, she asked for it."

"Wait, you're not leading me to her, are you?"

"What kind of friend do you think I am? I'm helping you! Jay and Jodi are distracting her for you to run. You know none of us like her."

But I never thought they hated her that much.

I was careful not to meet her, but from what I hear, she is not the most nice girl in here.

Well, she is hot. And maybe she's not Madre Theresa, but she's still better than Vanessa.

That head cheerleader, from history class? I think Kelli is better than her, and Kelli tried to kill me. Twice. So being better than Vanessa is not a reason to brag.

Who is Kelli?

A cheerleader I met once. She was a monster.

They all are.

A REAL monster. Empousa. You would call it a vampire.

Wait, was she the one who caught up on fire when you tried to kill it?

That's her.

Man, I wish our cheerleaders would turn into ashes.