The Masked Maidens

by A the Invisible

Percy cheats on Annabeth. Jason cheats on Piper. Leo cheats on Calypso. Nico cheats on Thalia. Frank cheats on Hazel. The girls come together and decide to turn on the demigod world and become "The Masked Maidens" an international pop singing sensation. Nobody figures it out, until masks are off. will they get back together? Rated T for swearing.

1. Chapter 1

Okay, this is my first fanfic, so please be nice. For this story we're going to pretend that Thalia quit the hunters to be with Nico. This all took place after BoO, and we assume they won.

Annabeth's POV

I feel like the world is collapsing around me. "As long as we're together," that's what he said. He lied. Now I wonder if he ever meant it at all. After all we've been though together, how could he just leave me? It all started when I went to ask Rachel if she would want to go to an art exhibit with me….

One hour earlier-

I pushed back the thick purple curtains that lead to Rachel's cave house. At first glance it appeared to be empty. Then a mop of raven black hair appeared above the back of a couch, closely followed by thick red curls. I quickly shut the curtains, because I would know that black hair anywhere. Their faces were to close to be doing anything except kissing.

"Oh Percy." Rachel moaned, and then they went back to making out.

I decided to make my presence known. "Rachel, I came to see if you wanted go to an art exhibit with me, but I see you're busy." With that I turned to leave.

"Wisegirl, wait!" Percy yelled after me.

"Don't call me that! We are through, Perseus Jackson, through!" I wasn't crying, not yet at least. If I wasn't good enough for him then it's his loss. I made it back down to the Athena cabin before the first tears started to spill. Damn him, damn his goofy smile, and his sea green eyes. Damn all of it.

I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were red, making the gray stand out. Curls were flying free around my face, and to be honest, I looked really bad. I tried to smooth my hair down, but it refused. It was one of the things Percy loved most about my appearance. He would always play with my curls. Anger washed over me, and I went in search of a straightening iron. Finally I found one and plugged it into the wall outlet. Twenty minutes later, my hair was curl free and reached down to my lower back. I splashed cold water over my face and looked at myself again. This time the person looking back didn't look like she had been crying. She had long blonde hair, beautiful gray eyes, and would fit right in out in California. Before it felt like everything was ruined, but now I could see this was just the beginning.