Percy's New Life

Detention

Percy POV
I was about to walk home until I heard a man yell my name, I turned around and saw a Hispanics man in a business suit "who are you?" I asked "I'm Mr. Ramirez, the principle, and I heard you got in a fight with one of the football players" he said "he was picking on girl" I defended myself "regardless this school does not condone violence, since this is your first day you'll only serve one day of detention with that girl, and that day is today, now go to Mrs. Barrington's room" he said sternly, I groaned and walked into the school and into Mrs. Barrington's room. I saw her sitting in the back and I decided to sit two seats from her "how, uh, how are you doing?" I asked her "I'm fine" she said quickly "I,um,I never got your name" I said nervously "it's Paige" she said quietly before putting her earphones on and started listening to 5FDP (Five Finger Death Punch) it was an awkward silence until Mrs. Barrington walked to Paige and tapped on her shoulder, she took off her headphones and looked up "there's no music in detention" she said, Paige sighed and took off her headphones then Mrs. Barrington walked back to her desk.

Two hours later
Paige POV
"I can't believe she wouldn't let me listen to music" I thought for the millionth time, I had just been sitting there in boredom for two hours. At least I wasn't completely alone, ever since that boy who humiliated Blake asked for my name we haven't talked, of coarse I wouldn't have ever started a conversation, I've always been shy, ever since I was little. I'm just glad Blake got humiliated "so, why was Blake messing with you" the boy asked, I blushed but hid it "he picks on everyone" I said quietly "god why does he have to be cute?!" I asked in my mind "i-i know I shouldn't be asking this but, uh, what did he mean about you killing yourself?" he asked, normally I would have ignored anyone who asked me anything, but since he helped me even though he didn't know me, he deserved some answers "this school has a negative view of people like me, they think we're all suicidal and gay" I said, it took him a few moments to process that "wow, that's pretty ignorant" he said "yeah" I replied, the conversation ended there. A couple minutes later Mrs. Barrington stood up and said detention was over, I stood up, grabbed my things, and left. I exited the school and saw my brother Keith parked in hid car, it was an old black mustang. I opened the passenger car and sat down. My brother was a lot like me, black hair, wore dark clothes, and hated Taylor Swift, the only differences between us was our height, he was several inches taller than me, he also had tattoos and more piercings "what'd you do" he asked "just drive" I said impatiently "ok" he said as he started the car and drive us home