Percy Jackson Is A Wizard....

1. The Letter

    Hi, I'm Percy Jackson. I'm 11 years old and today's my birthday. This story is going to sound odd, and you'll probably think I'm lying, but stay with me and keep an open mind.
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Percy woke up and got ready for the day. As he came downstairs his mother smiled at him. "Hey, Perce, you ready for your big day?", She asked as she began to make him some blue pancakes.
"Big Day?", Percy asked confused since he has not woken up all the way.
"It's your Birthday", Sally reminded him placing a pancake on his plate.
Percy, physically, facepalmed, and turned toward his mother, "I completely forgot".
Ms. Jackson just smiled at her son, "Well, I didn't, my son is growing up".
"I'm only 11, Mom", He said, smiling.
His mother didn't reply to that. She just sat there eating breakfast and taking in her child. He was tall for his age. Black hair, so long that it fell in his face in waves (Pun Intended), sea-green eyes shining with happiness and youth. If you didn't know they were related, you wouldn't think Percy was her son. No, she looked the exact opposite of him, with brown hair, and blue eyes. The only similarity was their attitudes. Percy may look exactly like his father, but he is Sally's son. They finished their breakfast in comfortable silence.
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After he ate, Percy went upstairs and hot ready for their yearly trip to Diagon Alley, where they would get ice cream and just window shop for a few hours.
When he reached his room be saw a sight that he has been waiting to see for years, an owl, tapping on his window with an official looking envelope in it's beak. Percy ran to the window and opened it. He grabbed his letter and gave the owl a treat.
He couldn't make the letter out due to his Dyslexia. Running downstairs, he hollered for his mom, and began to show her the letter. She smiled and was near tears with how happy she was. "Well, Percy", Sally said looking away from the letter and towards her son, "It seems we have some shopping to do today". With that they flooed to Diagon Alley, or at least as close as they could.

A.N. Is it good? I hope so. This is my first official fanfic. Please feel free to give constructive criticism. Goodbye and farewell, Ladies, Gents, and non-binary royalty.