Hello there! One of my new fanfictions. I am writing this at the same time as I am writing another fanfic so please be patient.

***AnNoUnCeMeNt: I will update every Saturday for those in Asia and stuff and Fridays for those in North America and Europe; Just wanted to make the time zone difference clear. (:

PlEaSe NoTe: this fanfic will have language that is offensive to others so that is why it's rated T. And maybe for future chapters.

Masquerade

Chapter One.

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Nico's POV

"Ay Yo, Perce!," I said slamming the mahogany-coloured front door behind me. At first I expected Mr. and Mrs. Blofis to be sitting at the kitchen table eating Percy's favourite breakfast: Blue blueberry pancakes. Yes, I do mean blue pancakes. Percy had a thing for blue stuff. Anyway they weren't there. Probably went out of town; they were talking about it for a while. I flicked my dark hair out of my equally dark eyes while strolling into the Jackson's, surprisingly clean, home heading up to Percy's room.

Percy groggily lifted his head from his pillow to awake to the sight of me standing above him which, I think, freaked him out a bit. I was dressed in black skinny jeans, back shoes and guess what? That's right: A black t-shirt.

"Get. Up," I commanded. When Percy refused to listen, I ripped off the covers revealing Percy's blue striped boxers.

Percy sighed and trudged to the bathroom to get dressed. I don't know why he couldn't wait for me to tell him my news before he went in. Last time I checked it was rude to do that to your guests even if it was just me considering I practically lived here. Gods, if I left a guest like that Bianca would kill me. Bianca's my older sister by the way. Bianca and I lived alone though now it would seem okay since she was 18 but we've been without family for a long time; we were both emancipated at a really young age.

Back to the point. I waited outside the door strumming my fingers and fidgeting around. I even managed to break Percy's ocean sculpture. Oh well, blame the ADHD not me. I swear to the Styx, this kid took forever in the bathroom.

It's about time, I thought when I heard the bathroom door creak open. Percy came out with khaki shorts and a blue t-shirt.

"Nico, If you don't have a good reason for waking me up like that I will kill you," he threatened.

I smirked. As if.

He wishes I would take his threats seriously but come on, this was Percy.

"What?" Percy asked impatiently.

I waved the invitation in front of his face. The envelope was written on in gold ink and graceful handwriting.

'Mr. Perceus Jackson' it read on the envelope.

After minutes of staring Percy's dyslexic mind understood; he flipped to see the contents inside.

The Dare Family invites you to the annual masquerade ball.
If you choose to accept please know that you are permitted to bring one guest only.

"Cool. So do you have a plan for crashing it this year, or what?" he said only, I don't know, five hundred years later.

"No Percy; This year we're going like normal people," I told him.

"No."

"What?"

"Dude, Nico, no. We cant go to this stupid thing," he said sitting back down on his bed.

"Why?"

"Read the envelope. 'the dare family' Like Hades I'm going to this thing."

"Rachel won't notice you." I said sighing. Yeah Rachel Dare and him arent on the best terms.

He raised one of his eyebrows questioningly. I rolled my eyes.

"Masquerade, Percy. You wear a mask."

"Right, Yeah. I'm still not going dude. We have to dress all fancy and stuff."

"Come on man I need you to be my wingman; My girlfriend's gonna be there."

"Fine," he simply said getting back off his bed towards the kitchen.

Cool. He actually agreed to something. I was careful not to saying anything else just incase he changed his mind. That's Percy for you.

We raided the kitchen cabinets for food but we didnt even have to look; Mrs. Blofis had everything stocked.

"Dear Percy." Percy had pulled a note off the fridge and started to read it. "Paul and I went for the weekend at Monatuk. Be careful and responsible. I trust you. Love, Mom. Loks like we got the house to ourselves." He high-fived me.

"Huh." I said. In my mind, I was doing a victory celebration for being right when I walked in. Go Nico, Go Nico I sang in my head.

"So, How's Thalia, your girrrlfriend?" Percy asked.

"Shut up."

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Thalia's POV

"Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Chase," I greeted before walking into the house.

"Hi Thalia," Bobby and Matthew said simultaneously.

"You," I said grimly. My best friend, Annabeth's little sibling were out to get me, I swear. They keep putting legos in my path and those things are deadlier than grenades. The pain that you feel when you step on one... just pray it doesn't happen to you.

I marched up the stairs to see Annabeth sitting at her desk in her perfectly organized and drawing buildings. I don't understand how she manages to think logically at 8 in the morning. Normally I'm not even up but today was a special day. I'll tell you why: The masquerade ball invitations were sent out and I got mine! Woohoo. Every year the super rich Dare family hold this ball and it's like a second Halloween except we're all dressed up elegantly but we do get to hide our faces and pretend to be whoever. It's fun. Like every year, I was here to convince Annabeth to come with me.

"Look what I got today, "I sang.

"Invitation," she replied without looking.

"Okay don't look." I went and perched on the foot of her bed. "So, Annie, what color dress are you wearing this year?"

"I'm not going Thalia," she said with a sigh.

"Annabeth, don't do this to me. You have to come. Do this because I'm your best friend. Besides you cant leave me there alone without a responsible figure; Gods know what I'll do."

"Thalia, at sixteen I think you're responsible enough."

"Fine. But I know that you know that if I don't get you to come, Silena will. So really I'm doing this for your own sanity." Silena is one of our friends and trust me, one does not get girlier than her. She actually wears pink, she criticizes my black clothing and she almost threatened to rip my 'death to Barbie shirt', which I was currently wearing.

"She's not that bad."

"Not that bad? She stuffed me in the bathroom with a million pink dresses! With frills!" Trust me life doesn't get worse than that.

"Not that bad," she said smiling.

"If you don't agree I'll tell your Silena and her sisters to get you," I threatened. The one thing worse than having Silena on your case was having her and sisters on your case. It was like a million Silenas attacking you.

"Grey. My dress will be grey."

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