This school was apparently different. His mom's new boyfriend worked there,which was great. He was great, and knowing a teacher at the school made it a lot harder for bullies to pick on you. Paul Blofis was always there for him. He was the best thing that had happened to his mom in, forever. Percy had been called a momma's boy on multiple occasions. He found it a compliment truthfully, his mom was awesome.
The major topic of his fights was sexuality.
He had never had a real relationship before, not being able to stay around long enough to be serious with anyone.
All he really wanted was some true friends that he could actually count on. Ones to call when you feel down, or just need to get something off your chest. That wouldn't come up with lame excuses so they didn't have to deal with you. That was his biggest wish.
That and for his mother to be happy. She was the only constant in his life, and she was going to stay there for a long time. No one could ever really replace her. She was the stone. When his dad died, she did all she could to stay afloat. Had two jobs, worked day and night shifts, never stopped for anything. When Percy came along, he made everything a lot harder. She had to hire a babysitter all the time and deal with everything that came with being a mom. That's why his mom was his role model. Some people looked up to presidents and kings, but his mom was the most noble, caring, and strong person in the entire world.
So when it came to this school, he was ready to clean up his act. No matter what it took. Percy was going into his junior year. It was going to be fine, only two years at this school and he could leave. Granted, the longest he ever spent at one school was 5 months, but that wasn't all that important. And this was important. His mother had begged him to just try and tone it down. Explaining it was almost never his fault was impossible, it would just be grabbing at strings by this point.
He had all of what he thought he would need. A crap ton of pencils and gum, some paper, and a few pens. He could just steal the rest from other people. Crap. No he couldn't. Bad Percy. This was going to be really hard. He yelled out for Paul to hurry. Why drive yourself when you could get someone else to? And people called him dumb.
