Bringgg!
I woke up at the sound of the bell. Dazed and disoriented, i managed to make out what Mr Munroe was talking about shortly afterwards. '...Dismissed... chemistry workshop...Science laboratory.'
What i definitely managed to get into my head was this. 'Except Mr. Percy Jackson, of course.'
Crap.
I slung my bag pack over my shoulder and made my way to the teacher's table. He looked me in the eye and sighed. 'Percy, i know it's hard for you.'
I looked down and bit my lip. Here it comes.
'With you ADHD and your,' he hesitated. 'Lack of memory.'
See that's the thing. One day i woke up in this forest and managed to get home, but without any recollection of memory, except for the fact my name was Percy Jackson. The rescue team told me my parents had recently passed away in a car accident.
And then the government posted me to this school.
My heart palpitated wildlySomething... someething about the forest. Really big large dogs... they were called... they were called? That little shard of memory was lost.
I gritted my teeth.
Mr Munroe fiddled with his pen. 'I'm afraid I'll have to send you for some sessions of counselling, my boy.'
i didn't reply.
'You may report for your chemistry workshop now, Percy.'
I walked out of the classroom, not sure what had happened. That little memory- it was real. I just know it. Whatever that meant- I'll grasp onto it, for it was my only connection to how my life could have been. Before.
I woke up at the sound of the bell. Dazed and disoriented, i managed to make out what Mr Munroe was talking about shortly afterwards. '...Dismissed... chemistry workshop...Science laboratory.'
What i definitely managed to get into my head was this. 'Except Mr. Percy Jackson, of course.'
Crap.
I slung my bag pack over my shoulder and made my way to the teacher's table. He looked me in the eye and sighed. 'Percy, i know it's hard for you.'
I looked down and bit my lip. Here it comes.
'With you ADHD and your,' he hesitated. 'Lack of memory.'
See that's the thing. One day i woke up in this forest and managed to get home, but without any recollection of memory, except for the fact my name was Percy Jackson. The rescue team told me my parents had recently passed away in a car accident.
And then the government posted me to this school.
My heart palpitated wildlySomething... someething about the forest. Really big large dogs... they were called... they were called? That little shard of memory was lost.
I gritted my teeth.
Mr Munroe fiddled with his pen. 'I'm afraid I'll have to send you for some sessions of counselling, my boy.'
i didn't reply.
'You may report for your chemistry workshop now, Percy.'
I walked out of the classroom, not sure what had happened. That little memory- it was real. I just know it. Whatever that meant- I'll grasp onto it, for it was my only connection to how my life could have been. Before.