(Hello it is me you one and only Cas thanks to my people how are reading this now to the story.)
I woke up to a delicious scent, not just any scent, blue pancakes scent. That only means one thing. My mother, Sally Jackson, had made my brothers' and I's favorite breakfast food and that she's home. I quickly put on my clothes, a plain blue t-shirt, and light blue skinny jeans with my favorite light-up Skechers. I quickly wake up Tyson, my precious baby brother, before heading down to the kitchen. Ty and I share a room. Tyson is the most cutest kid there is. Tyson was with my Grandmother Rhea at the time of the car accident. He likes staying with Granny Rhea. She is awesome but my Grandfather not that much, he was kind of a dick and died two years before my younger brother was born. I miss my other brother, Triton. He's at college right now and he doesn't really come home, not that I blame him because of Gabe...
After eating breakfast, I finish getting ready for my first day at a real school in 8 years. When I walked into the school it was packed. I was trying to find the principal's office I ran into a guy with curly brown hair and Rasta hat. I wrote in my notebook that said, "I'm sorry that I ran into you." I wrote, " It's ok. Are you new here? My name is Grover Underwood." I smiled at the guy. I pray that everyone at this school was just as nice as him.
I noticed that he was on crutches and made a question on how he has gotten them but I'm not going to push him to tell me because what if it is personal and he doesn't want to tell me. Well, we did just meet, so I would see why he wouldn't tell me why. I wouldn't judge or bully him either way. That would be ironic and hypocritical of me to do so when I also have a disability and afraid of getting bullied and what would I gain from it? Just a really guilty feeling that makes me feel like my stepfather and I don't want to feel like that pathetic, disgusting excuse for a human being.
Grover saw me looking at his crutches and smiles at me with kindness, "You must be wondering why I have crutches right?" He asked me and my eyes widened when he asked that. How did he know about the fact I want to know about his crutches? I can't speak since I'm mute and I know this Isn't the Marvel comics or the DC comics where you can use your superpowers to read someone's mind, so how did he know that?. "You were looking at my legs and crutches and everyone asks why I have crutches when they meet me. Its because I have a disease in my legs that I was born with that requires me having to use crutches." He tells me without hesitation and he didn't look like he was forced to tell me. I nodded and smiled at him with the same kindness he has shown me, I write in my notebook then showed him it what I have written on it, 'Oh, That's different and that's okay Grover.' He smiles at back at me, "You know Percy you're pretty cool." Grover tells me and I felt my heart warm up, other then my mom telling me that I'm cool, he was the first person to tell me that I was cool and that felt nice.
I wrote in my notebook again and showed it to him, 'You're pretty cool too and if you don't mind, can you show me where the Principal's office is Dude?' Grover looks at me after reading it with a big, warm smile and tells me, "Thank you Percy, and of course, I can help you find Mr. Brunner's office, that's the name of our principal." He tells me and I nodded.
Grover starts walking me to the principle's office. He then turned around and asked me, "Why do you write in your notebook? You don't have to tell me if it is personal.", I shook my head, plus it would be fair to tell him since he told me about his legs when he didn't need and I then I wrote in my notebook and showed him, 'I'm a mute due to a car accident my mother, father and myself got in when I was eight. My mother and I made survived it but I had a large piece of glass stuck in my throat that permanently damage my vocal cords, the doctor did remove the piece of glass. My father didn't survive the car crash, my mother was fine.'
When Grover saw it he had a sad, depressed look. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that Percy, but I'm glad that you survived that otherwise, we wouldn't have met. But I'm sorry you lost your father in it." Grover told me sympathetically. Once we got to Mr. Brunner's office, Grover looks at me and tells me, "Here you go Percy, I have to class now and if it is ok with you would you like to sit with me at lunch?" He asked me. I nodded yes with a big smile. Grover smiles brightly and tells me goodbye.
He then leaves me to go to his class and I went into the principle's office so I can get my schedule and the papers my mom will need to sign later. When I went inside and it looks like the inside of a hippie van. And a man with brown crazy hippie hair and he is in a wheelchair. On his desk was a name tag it said Mr. Brunner like Grover told me about his name. He looks at me with a smile and he smelled like coffee. "Hello, You must be Percy. I'm Mr. Brunner and I am the principle and here is your schedule and get your guide to show you around the school my boy. Also, welcome to Goode High." He tells me warmly like how my father would when he explains how to make marshmallows when I was younger at Mohawk. I gave him a small smile and nodded. The older male backed up his wheelchair and goes out of the office. I wait for him to return...
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Percy Jackson the Mute(Under Reconstruction)
FantasiI wasn't always a mute, I swear but it was the accident that took away my voice, God(s), I sound like Ariel from The Little Mermaid. From the accident everything had changed, my mother, my life and our happiness. I wish it didn't happen. I wish that...