"Maybe," Percy offers, but he's kind of busy chewing on half of his cupcake. It's really good and it requires his concentration, focus, and appreciation - all at once. "Yeah, I'm a student. I'm doing this so I don't have to go to detention."

He made a deal with his homeroom teacher. It's not his fault that English comprehension really messes with his brain. The words just don't always make sense when he reads them. Letters get scrambled. It takes him twice as long when tests are involved.

He shrugs.

"My mom isn't around though. Even if she was, I don't think she's the kind of person who would complain about my math teacher."