Ultimate Percy Jackson (No Greek Mythology)

Chapter 12- Flash Thompson

Using the two hours to research Mr.Osborn, not Harry but his father, I determined that his field of kidnapping might not be a long shot.

Turns out he doesn't like being told 'no' so when Olympian Enterprise did, let's say he got Number 1 on the angry list of one Norman Osborn.

"Percy, it's time for school." The intercom said above me as I was in my lab writing and paper all around me.

Glancing at the clock I said, "Thank you Katie." and with that packed my book bag with some papers for English class and took off running out of my lab, sliding down the stairs too much in a rush to use the elevator, and running out of the lobby hearing some to little protest to people that were there.

I also have to remind myself to give Katie and the doorman a pay raise because as I just reached the lobby the doorman,  Tavis, opened the door for me knowing I was going to be running.

I don't exactly know why, but I absolutely love running. For one it gets me places quickly, but it could also be feeling the wind in my hair.

So I took it upon myself to run pretty much everywhere I could. So basically, right now I was running down the side of New York, pushing my way between people and going through alleys quickly toward school.

In little to no time I was at school only slightly out of breath, I was too use to running the distance that it doesn't bother me anymore. Even if it was a two mile-ish run.

Entering school I dodged the bully Flash and walked down the hall making my way toward my locker. Putting my backpack in it and about to close it when it was slammed shut in front of my face by a hand that belonged to one Flash.

Gulping because I didn't want to deal with this but I was surrounded by some of Flash's friends.

But instead of showing I was scared I did something that Jackson's did. I mouthed off, "What the heck do you think you're doing. What would've happened if my hand was in that locker. Guess what I would be suing you for the damages." I said tipping my nose in the air and showing confidence.

Clearly taken aback Flash responded with, "Umm...." but I didn't let him get a word out.

"You know what. Why don't you do something that a normal kid should and go to your class otherwise you're going to be working at a fast food restaurant. Actually, know what. Why don't you not go to class so that in the following years I could wave my my awesome car and money in your face and remind you that you're just a dumb bully that picked on kids that have twice your IQ because you 'felt like it'." I said my eyes never leaving showing how uncomfortable and slightly scared I was right now.

"Why you little." Flash started to say as I angered the beast. I suppressed a flinch as his fist came up and was saved by a voice down the hall, "Leave him alone Flash."

It was my cousin. Thank the lords. (The lord bit doesn't imply anything, don't forget there is no Greek Mythology. Even I said lords, yes with a s on the end, because it's a common thing to say even before PJO)

Quickly using the distraction to my advantage I slipped underneath Flash's arm and toward Peter as I stood behind him.

Distantly I realized that he was about the same height as Spider Man this morning and decided to story that little bit of information for later.

"Now, now Parker. Why don't you just got back to your little group of lame friends and leave Percy and I here." Flash said eyeing me with anger and I flinched just the tiniest bit, thankfully that Flash didn't see it but I think Peter did and he frowned.

"Not now Flash." Parker said rolling his eyes, "it's about time for class anyway."

Without another work Peter took my shoulder and lead me down the hall and I looked down at my hand and saw it was shaking form jitters and adrenaline.

I turned around just one more time and I thought I saw some regret on Flash's face but before I knew it I was around the corner and Flash and his friends were out of my sight.

Closing my hand in a fist to try, and failed, to stop the shaking Peter let go of my shoulder, "Do you have any idea what you just done?" Peter asked

"I didn't mean to backtalk." I said defensively, "it just happens." muttering the last part.

Peter gave me a smile, "That was pretty sweet though. Come on, let's get you to class." Peter said and lead me down the hallway.

Giving one last look behind me I followed Peter and entered my classroom and took a seat.

Not exactly paying attention as my mind was elsewhere including Spider Man, Flash Thompson, the facial expression Flash had, and Doctor Octopus.

I was drawn out of my thinking as a ruler slapped my desk making me flinch and look at the teacher my face portraying the picture of innocence.

Peter coughed hiding an amused laugh but the teacher didn't seem to notice, instead he gazed at me in a hard facial expression, "If you are paying attention to the class Mr.Jackson and not dozing off inside that head of yours," some chuckles, "then I'm sure you wouldn't mind telling the class the answer to the equation on the board."

Shrugging I skinned over the equation and quickly calculated the answer," The answer is this, a equals 3 while b equals -1."

Clearly the teacher didn't expect me to actually get the answer because he just nodded stiffly clearly not amused and as he walked back to the front of the class said, "Next time Mr.Jackson, do pay attention."

I shrugged. No promises, it goes along with ADHD, I was just glad that I read the equation quickly enough before my dyslexia scrambled the letters.

Just before the teacher started to talk again there were some people who coughed then said, "Nerd." and couched again.

Biting my lip I sunk in my seat a little bit and saw Peter's apologetic face and turned away. I hate pity. It was one of my pet-peeves along with disapproval. Well disapproval from Chiron and my mom.

I could already just tell this day wasn't going to be one of my favorite.