This story came to me during Father's Day weekend (for those who don't remember where I am from, I'm from Argentina) and it turned out to be a series of chapters about mortals and demigods meeting the most important males of this fandom...
When I was out of ideas, I closed this book. However, people insisted on me posting about other couples that I kind of forgot and I turned this book into a pdf file, which I edit everytime I have a new chapter.
This book is closely related with 'Mortals: Meet...' I'm saying this, in case you see some coincidences. SilentHuntress24 (Wattpad user) took claim into making a spin off this book and I'm proud to see she's doing great with it!
This book will have a sequel/spin-off from me, called 'That's How I Met Your Mom', using the other side of the coin, the demigod mothers... Cover made by the brilliant -blue-cookies- (Wattpad user)
Fred Wilson's P.O.V.
"OK, class" Mr. Winters slammed his hand against the desk, calling to order "I'm gonna assign you a proyect, which would consist of the 75% of your final grade" Gulps and panic mode, everyone. I needed to pass this class or I was gonna be out the football team... "The task will be to create a country with its own government, law and main activity. You'll have to presented in front of your partners" Some of the students groaned in annoyance "And, I'll be choosing the pairs" Everyone groaned in annoyance. How he could be so cruel! I could end up with a dumb and I'll never pass "We'll be starting from- yes, Ms. Jackson?"
"Um, I was wondering if we could make our countries from actual ones, like imitating Greece, for example" she asked. What a nerd...
"Valid question and, of course" Mr. Winters actually smiled at her. Gosh, either she's the teacher's pet or worst... I took the opportunity to tweet about it. Half the class snickered after a few minutes "As I was saying, let's start with the bottom of the list. Mr. Wilson..." I looked up, smirking at him, but Mr. Winters scowled at me "You'll be pairing up with Ms. Jackson. I hope she teaches you something about my class" Yeah, like passing without studying...
Wait, what?!
I turned my head to where Ms. Jackson was sitting. She had black raven hair, long enough to braid it. Her skin was slightly tan and her eyes were a mix of blue and grey. And, right now, she was glaring at me, showing me the storm in her eyes.
~oOo~
I was late for lunch, because I was with my girlfriend of the week, Alyson, I think is her name. Anyway, a few feet before I walk into the cafeteria, I saw my Government partner, Ms. Jackson. So, I walked to her, smirking.
"So, Jackson..."
"What do you want, Wilson?" she replied, not taking her eyes of her locker. Her voice spatted venom.
"Just make things clear" I announced, slamming her locker shut. That forced her to look at me, though she kept showing me a storm "I need to make a good grade for Government or I'll be off the team-"
"Poor you" she rolled her eyes at me and started to walk away.
"Hey!" I grabbed her arm and shoved her against a locker. She narrowed her eyes at me, but didn't even wince "Make us get an A+ or else..."
"Or else what?!" she pushed, getting free from me "I need the grade as well, jackass. But I suggest to you to at least show interest in the project or the one who's getting an 'else' would be you" she lectured me, jabbing her finger in my chest, not once stopping glaring at me. After those words, she left, walking down the hallway, while I headed to the cafeteria for lunch.
~oOo~
1 month later
I haven't talk again to Ms. Jackson since our meeting in the hallway. I've been skipping Government's class to train harder for the next game, which was in a few weeks. Coach pushed us to the edge and I wanted to be ready for it.
"So, did you went to Jackson's house to do the report?" Brad, my friend from the team asked me. We were leaving school, heading to my car.
"No. And she better make it perfect and easy to remember, because it's a lame project" I told him, not really caring about it "Besides, she's a nerd. Either way, she'd end up doing it by herself..."
"She's not that bad, Fred..." Jack, another of the guys, shrugged. I rolled my eyes at him.
"Please! Bitch probably slept with half the teachers to have the grades she has..."
"I heard she was homeschooled by her Mom..." Alex tried to stick up for her.
"And, what? She's always alone, snapping at people and pretending to be better than anyone else" I replied "She wants to be taken serious? Either she switches schools or die, bitch" Alex gasped, his eyes wide open, looking behind me. I turned to see that, standing behind me, was non other than Ms. Jackson.
"So, that's what all of you think of me?" Her voice was calmed, but her eyes were a freaking dangerous tsunami.
"Yes, we all think that" I talked before someone could be a coward. She nodded, still glaring at us and walked away.
"Dude! She'll probably would do your project even harder!" Jack made me noticed. I wanted to groan, but I shrugged instead.
"Bitch won't skip class... I'll pass that project easily..."
~oOo~
I did go to my next Government's class. In fact, and against expectations, I arrived fifteen minutes prior the class, so I could talk to Ms. Jackson about the project.
But she wasn't there.
I waited for her, trying not to look impatient. But students started to arrive and she wasn't showing up. This was new to me. Never I've been stood up, not even for a project. I decided to sneak out before Mr. Winters walked in, but I didn't had the time. He walked in, looking more angry that I've ever seen him, with a man I've never seen before in my life.
He was tall, with black short messy hair. He was built, the kind of man who works out regularly. He had the two/three days beard on him. He was wearing a simple shirt with jeans. His eyes were sea green and were like dancing into a dangerous storm. What was not fitting with his image was the lab coat on him.
"Class, before we begin, we have a guest today" Mr. Winters explained. Cool! What a way to waste time! He gestured to the man to introduce himself.
"My name is Percy Jackson. I'm a marine biologist, but some would recognized me for my participations on the Olympics" the man started, scanning the room "In this very classroom, my daughter Bianca was bullied and was told, by some of you, to die" Everyone started to move around in their seats. Who the Hell was Bianca? "Well, instead of that, my daughter disappeared last night" Cue to murmurs around "She left a note that she asked me to read, but I'll make it short" He pulled out a paper from his pocket "Mr. Winters, sorry that I'll not there today, but my partner told me to die. Oh, and he left me do the project by myself. Can't take more of the bullying. Mom, Dad, you know where to find me" he read, glaring at the class. But Mr. Winters glared at me.
"Mr. Wilson, you're expelled from the football team until further notice" he shocked everyone "Also, you're suspended for three weeks and you just failed my class..."
That's how I met Bianca Jackson' father...
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