The boy who grew up

4

So here I was, 3 weeks of my personal trainer getting me in shape, 3 weeks of being taught how to fight by ironically, my mom. When I look at myself in the mirror, I no longer see a boy, I see a man. I still have my tan skin, and messy black hair that I can't tame in the mornings. Thanks to my personal training I developed a six-pack and have packed in a lot of muscle, dare I say it, I think I am a lot more good looking. My personal trainer is a guy, John, and he's really cool. He took me out shopping for better clothes and trained me in running, weight lifting, and jumping. Today I'm attending the Roman Empire school and to say I'm excited is an understatement.

"Have a good day Percy!" my mom exclaimed as she dropped me off. I wore a blue hoodie with a black shirt underneath it. I had on jeans and wore black converse. I shouldered my back pack and looked up at huge school. It was white and at least 3 stories tall. Confident, funny, strong. I chanted as I proudly walked into the school. Kids were bustling around, frantically trying to get to the next class. Many girls stopped and looked at me with curiosity. I felt my confidence boost as I walked to the principals office, my head held high. I walked into the office and smiled at the people.

"Hi, my names Percy Jackson, I'm new." okay, so maybe they could tell I'm new but it seemed necessary to add. A young woman that wore a grey business dress stood up and smiled at me. I notices she had larger canines then anyone else I've ever seen. They looked wicked sharp. She had auburn hair and looked extremely dangerous.

"Ah, Mr. Jackson we've been expecting you. I am principal Lupa, welcome to Roman Empire. I will have Jason Grace show you around." as if on cue a blonde hair blue eyed boy walked in. I was a little bit taller then he was and was a bit more muscular.

"Hi I'm Jason, I'll show you around." I nodded and followed Jason as he pointed out different classes and the cafeteria. While we were walking around he started talking about his friends and I told him about mine. He was actually really cool, he invited me to eat lunch with him and his friends. I accepted and we continued conversing about random things. My new life was already working out great so far.

"Shut up punk." someone snarled, I heared something slam against the lockers. I turned around to see a large guy pinning another guy to the locker. The victim looked at the man in fear as he tried to squirm away but to no avail.

"You know what we do to losers Valdez? We cut em up bad." I felt my anger boil over when I heard the Valdez kid being called a loser. I looked into the victims eye's and instantly saw myself looking up at Luke as he gave me the scar on my face. Jason looked at the scene wide eyed and tried to quickly walk away, I grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the bully. He saw my determenation and and nodded at me in respect. I barely registered the fact that I gained Jason's respect and let go of his arm. He walked beside me as I stalked up to the bully.

"Leave him alone!" I snarled at the meaty guy. The guy turned around and laughed at me mockingly.

"This isn't your fight kid, get outta here before you get hurt." though the guy is taller then me it didn't deter my determination to get justice for Valdez. Everyone in the hall stopped and watched me stand up to the beefy jerk. I grabbed the back of the meat heads shirt and roughly pulled him away from the victim. As the guy fell backwards I rammed my fist into his face. He flew back into a different set of lockers and looked up at me in surprise, blood flowed freely from his nose. If there's anything I hated more then Luke, it was bullies period. People gasped and I felt the anger seep out of me as I saw Valdez look at me in awe.

"You okay Valdez?" I asked in concern. He looked part Mexican and had curly black hair. He grinned impishly at me and held out his hand. I shook it and smiled at him.

"Ya I'm fine, thanks. My names Leo, my last names Valdez. I can't tell you how grateful I am for your rescue." I felt really good about helping Leo, brave and confident, check. The crowed dispersed and some people patted me on the back but I barely acknowledged them as I continued my conversation with Leo.