I didn't go to school for the week. Alfred told me that I broke my nose, one of my fingers a rib and broken my left ankle. Once I recovered enough about the third day I was up, still walking on crutches. Dick and Bruce made me train a little bit. Not much just a little throwing.
I went back to school the next Monday even though my rib wasn't mended, my nose was still crooked, and I was still on crutches. I told everyone that asked that I had a bike accident. Grover seemed to think there was more than that some teachers did too.
"Percy would you mind staying after class?" Mrs. Smith, my teacher, said
"Um...sure" I said "what's up?"
"You've come to school with cuts and bruises" she said "more than once. From my understanding your staying with your uncle, Bruce Wayne"
"Yeah" I said "why?"
"Is there something going on at home you need to tell me about?"
"No!" I said "Bruce would never! Alfred would never! Dick would-"
"Percy you don't need up defend them-"
"It's like I said I got into a bike accident." I said picking up my crutches
"What about all the other times?"
"Tripping, dogs-"
"Percy-" my ring beeped. Something was wrong.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Smith I have to go" I rushed out headed toward the cave.

About a month later all that remained was my crooked nose, a scar across my eye and lip, a slightly limp, and the memories of that night.

I ducked as a wad of gum flew towards my face. The bus chugged along at we rode towards the museum in Manhattan. Our new history teacher Mr Bruner was taking us on a field trip. I wasn't super excited. I did get in trouble quite often. Especially with Mrs Young. She would always watch me like a hawk. Even yelling at me for things I didn't do. So when I was told she was chaperoning my happiness diminished. Then Dick offered to chaperone and that made me happier.
"Hey Jackson" someone called
I looked up only to see a spit wad flying at me. I swayed and it flew passed my face.
"I dare you to do that again Bronzer " I growled
Taylor Bronzer was the most annoying girl in school. She had black hair and big glasses.
"Is there a problem" Mrs Young asked
"Yes. Percy was throwing things at me." Taylor said
"No-" I started
"Percy"
"Come on Kris" Dick jumped in "let him off the hook."
Mrs Young turned away.
"Taylor if I were you I would get more original than spit wads" Dick said "and I wouldn't use them on Percy. He can retaliate when he wants to"
"Thanks" I said
Taylor started laughing.
"He couldn't hurt a fly"
That was the end. I sat In silence for the rest of the ride. My thoughts strayed to how I could retaliate. I had taken down people three times Taylor's size. 'No' I thought 'Robin had'
We pulled up in front of the museum. I leaned back stretching my legs. It hadn't been a very long ride maybe thirty minutes.
We walked through the museum starting in dinosaur ages working our way forward in time. The only two things that really interested me Greek and Roman mythology. I don't know why I just always loved the myths and stories about the gods. Part of it was probably because my mom gave me a book on them when I was eight and she read them to me.
"Trying not to fall asleep" Dick put a hand in my shoulder making me jump.
"Yeah at least until lunch" I said
We finally got to the things i liked. Unfortunately after five minutes.
"Time for lunch" Mrs Young said
We made our way outside and I plopped down next to Grover.
He was nervous I could tell because he ate his apple whole.
"Oops" Taylor said as she dumped her water bottle near Grover.
"Can you not" I asked
"What are you going to do" she asked sweetly
Suddenly she was drenched with water sitting in the fountain.
"Why did you push me?" She yelled
Suddenly Mrs Young was there or as I deemed her She-who-must-not-be-named.
"What's going on"
"Nothing" I tried
"He pushed me into the fountain"
"Come with me"