A New Me

Starting school

I woke up breathing heavy. I just endured another torture session in Tartarus. I got dressed in:

I followed Bella to the high school. I haven't talked to her since yesterday. All eyes turned towards us as I pull in beside Bella. I turned it off and swing my leg off. I pull my helmet off. And put it under my arm. Bella lead me to the office. Everyone was checking me out and it was getting creepy. I got my schedule, locker and combination. I put my things in my locker and saw I had English first. I groan.
I heard a chuckle.
"Why did you groan." Emmett asked.
"I have English first. And I'm Dyslexic." I said. Emmett boomed in laughter. I just groan and grab my needed things and went to class.
The teacher smiled and greeted me.
"Class we have a new student. I will let him tell you about himself." The teacher said.
"Okay my name is Perseus Jackson but if someone calls me Perseus let's just say it won't end well. So please call me Percy. I love the color blue. I moved here from New York as my mom and stepdad was killed in a apartment building fire. I live with my Uncle Charlie. Bella is my cousin and if I see or hear that anyone is bullying her or her friends well again it won't end well. I'm 17 I'm a black belt in karate. Swimming is my passion. I am fluent in Greek as it was my first language. My Father was from Greek origins. I am also fluent in Latin. I have dyslexia and ADHD. So English classes is going to be the death of me. And if you see me anywhere you will see me moving, tapping, or just being a crazy guy and play pranks. So beware. Oh and don't touch my motorcycle it was a present from my cousin before he went missing." I said. They stared at me in shock. I sat down in a empty seat.
"Any questions?" The teacher asked.
All hands raised.
"Have you been to Greece?" A girl asked.
"Yes when I was sixteen. The camp I had taught at went for a trip there. Our sponsors wanted us to learn history hands on." I answered.
"Did you have any siblings?" A shy girl asked.
I looked down.
"Ugh well my mom was pregnant she was five months and I was going to have a baby sister. She never lived. I have a two half brothers. One is a year younger than me. His name is Tyson. And the other is fourteen and his name is Kindle. Me and Tyson were close but he moved with his foster parents. And Kindle not so much. He dated my girlfriend behind my back. Stole my friends. And got me in a terrible life threatening situation." I said.
"What are your Hobbies?" A boy asked.
"Sparing, art, music, Running, riding the motorcycle, cooking, swimming, mainly things outdoors." I said.
"Do you sing?" A girl ask.
"Yes, but I don't really like people watching. It's like some who takes a test. You know what the answers are just writing it down is the problem. It's like anxiety." I answered.
"This is the last question. What do you plan to do when out of High school?" The teacher asked.
I give a small smile.
"I believe I am go in emergency services. Like a cop like my Uncle, Doctor like my cousin or help people in need. I want to help kids that aren't getting enough food. It reflects on my past. When I was four my mom married a man. He was nice until two weeks after the wedding. He began abusing my mom. I was being reckless and yelled telling him to stop hurting her. But things got worse. He was drunk all the time. He gambled away all the money. He didn't have a job. My mom would work three jobs to make things meet. He started abusing me telling me that he would only hurt me if I kept it a secret. So that's how years went. I would be abused and my mom would be at work. I started to learn how to protect myself. When I was twelve I was kidnapped along with my mother. With the training I worked on I got myself and my mom away. Them my stepfather disappeared. I look behind my back just in case he finds me. But I hold no sorrow or guilt for him going missing. He hurt me and my mom to much. I just wonder where he is today and why he is not in jail today." I said wiping my tears away. The girls were crying. The bell rang. I grabbed my bag and quickly walked out of the class and to PE. I could deal with this.
I went to the Gym. I was handed a uniform. I went to the locker room changed and put on my running shoes. I got out. We were told to run a mile and it was foot ball and the girls walk the track. I ran my mile quick. The teacher was gapping at me. I was picked as a quarterback. I ran every play. I would pass it to the running back sometimes. My team won a total of 48 to 42. I shook hands with the other team.
I went and got changed. Next I had math. I sprayed myself with cologne and went to class. It was hard and next period was my free class and the teacher had break.
"Mr. Fleming can you help me wth this math. The numbers don't stay in place." I asked.
"Okay try number three." He said. I sigh and looked at the paper.
"I heard from your English teacher that English is harder then your Greek. Try writing it out in Greek." The teacher suggested.
I nod.
I wrote it on Greek on the board when he told me what the question was. I then begin to say my steps out loud. He would correct me if I'm wrong. I was actually smiling. I was able to finish the problem.
"Okay what is the answer?" Mr. Fleming asked.
"Y=21?" I said questioning. He smiled and nod. I did a fist bump. I heard clapping and saw another teacher?
"Mr. Fleming you are a miracle worker." The man said.
"Principal Downing." Mr. Fleming nodded.
"So Perseus" I flinch. "How is Forks High School treating you. Is it better then the last eleven schools." The Principal asked.
"Yes, I'm not being blamed for something I didn't do. Or the fact the teachers didn't give up on me and call me stupid. But I seem to have the same type attitude of a principal." I said.
"I watch what you speak young man." The principal said with a glare.
"Its school personal like you that make me want to quit school. I moved here because my uncle is the only one I had left. I wanted a new start. I sure know more about the law as I've been through it way too many times. But the way your speaking to me is considered Harassment and bad conduct." I said.
I grabbed my things.
"Thank you Mr. Fleming I'll work on the paper with the help of my Uncle it should be better than a F. I'm going home." I said. I stormed out of the classroom and grab my helmet. I put it on and walked to my bike. A crowd gathered in the front of the school. I turned on the bike and sped out of the parking lot. I went to the house. I started working on the math. But gave up. My phone kept ringing and it was Bella. I ignore it. I had put up a punching bag up in my room. I kept punching the heck out of it. I kept going into flashbacks. I heard someone stomping down the stairs.
"Percy! What the hell happened!" Bella yelled. Edward was right behind her.
I punched the bag and it flew off the chain.
"I was on free period during third. I asked Mr. Fleming for help because reading these dang letters is like trying to find a needle in a hay stack. I finally was able to work a problem out translating into a language that was easier for me to read and understand. The the principle struts it clapping saying that Fleming was a miracle worker. The principle started harassing me about my past schools. And I told him that teachers here actually try to help me and no one tries to blame me for things I didn't do. But the principle has the same attitude one that stinks like trash. He then told me I better watch what I say. And I laughed saying thank you to Fleming. And leaving. People like him is the reason I hate school. I might actually get my first b or A. The highest grade I got ever in my school years was a C- and that was an oral report."
I said hanging a punching bag back up and beating the crap out of it. Charlie came down stairs looking worried. Bella and Edward left five minutes ago. My knuckles are bleeding and I had tears streaming down. He saw my hands as I keep punching the bag. He ran in and held my chest and stomach. Making it so I can't punch the punching bag.
"Percy calm down. Tell me what's going on. Why the principal called me saying you disrespected him then ditched since fourth period." Charlie said.
"Is that what he told you. That lying" I started but Charlie gave me a look.
"He disrespected me, harassed me and my past out loud. He started talking about the things I was blamed for with out my permission in front of the teacher that was actually helping me. For the first time in all my years and to students who saw the conflict. I rode home so I won't punch him for not only disrespecting me but my mom. Then get yelled at by Bella because I ditched. She has no right considering she lost my trust and she needs to earn it." I said. He held me till I calmed down.
"Now lets clean your hands up. And let me take a look at that homework of yours." Charlie said. I nodded and walked up the stairs with Charlie following me. I willed myself not to heal with the water. Charlie wrapped my hands. I explained what the teacher did for me and asked if he can tell me what it says in English so I can translate it. Soon I got my homework done. Charlie says we are going to the Res for a bonfire. I just nod and changed into shorts and a blue t- shirt.