Lockets

II Percy

CHAPTER TWO
Percy POV
I fiddled with my necklace that was tied around my wrist. I looked down at it again and then out the window. I closed my eyes and breathed in the sounds and smells of Manhattan, New York.
Normally, on a Friday evening I would be at swim practice but it got canceled because the coach caught a cold. That's okay. It gives me time to finish my homework before me and my mom, Sally Jackson, leave for Montauk Beach. My mom said, "Only when you have all your homework done and your bags packed we can leave. No room for argument. Now, go finish your math homework." And with that, I'm sitting at my desk that has a window facing out, having no idea how to do GCFs (greatest common factors).
Throwing down my pencil and huff out in frustration, I lay my head on my arms on the desk. After a few seconds I lift my chin up and fiddle with my bracelet again. I closed my eyes and huff out in frustration one more time. I start to trace my designs on my locket. I feel the curves of the feathers, the points of the trident, the smoothness of the locket itself.
It always helps me to calm down and refocus. Feeling better, I attempted my math homework again.

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"Yes! Finally done!" I scream out in satisfaction and throw my arms above my head. I finally finished my homework, given by the dreadful Ms Dodds, the math teacher. I swear she hates me. Not like a regular hate, but with an "I'm-out-to-get-you" kinda way. You would think that a sixth grade math teacher would be nicer, but nooo. All she does is glare at us and assign us a crap load of homework.
Now, we can finally make our way to Montauk Beach. Now you might be thinking, "What about your father?" I will get to that in just a second. I will just introduce myself in a second.
Okay. *clears throat dramatically* This is the life of me, Perseus (or Percy) Jackson. Wait! Hold on! At least let me pack for the beach when telling you my bio. Okay, well it starts as my parents fall in love and get married. They have a happy life and then out popped me! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you very much! They moved to New York, found an apartment that was all warm and homely. The exact place we live in actually. Anyway, back to my bio. They were in love so much that they thought nothing could defeat them. Years past, I grew up, mom's books became the #1 New York Best Seller, my dad, Poseidon, company that he shared with his two other brothers. So overall, it was a pretty nice life.
My father's business started to grow rapidly. It was taking him all over the world. It was fine with me and my mom. I am a told mommy's boy and I am not ashamed to say it outloud. But when Poseidon was on an airplane doing some business overseas. It crashed in the ocean. There were no survivors. We grieved and had the funeral. A few weeks later we started to pick ourselves back up. With my father's business we had enough money for a lifetime and my mother's books, we also had a nice little nest off to the side.
So that is basically my life. A couple years later, we are all good and happy. I'm most happy about my mom though. When we were looking into a high school nearby that will work with my dyslexia, lets just say, my mom had a date coming out of the English teachers room. His name was Mr. Paul Blowfish (A/N: I purposely misspelled) or something.
Now he comes over every night, Fridays to Sunday, to get some home cooked meals and spend time with us. Paul, he's a cool dude. He treats my mom right. That's all I care about.

"Percy! You ready to head out?" Sally yelled from the kitchen.
"Yeah! Just a second! Packing the last of my swim trunks!"
"Okay. I'll be in the car waiting with the blue cookies."
O' she is evil. Never get in the way of my blue cookies. It's something that we always do because my father liked to do it. Now I do too.
I rushed down the hallway of the apartment building, too excited to wait for the elevator, I rushed down the stairs to the car.