So um hi? It's been a while since I've updated, I'm having really busy summer. I'm hoping that when I get back to school, updates will be more regular. Well now, I have a new story, an AU actually. It's inspired by glee, and I'm loosely basing each PJO character's story after glee, so I made this list. Of course the pairings will be hard with this, so it will be what's canon in PJO, and then there's Solangelo. Disclaimer: it gets messed up really fast, all characters will be in the club together and NO I AM NOT IN POSSESION OF GLEE OR PERCY JACKSON OR ANY OF THESE SONGS also this chart will only mess you up.
Percy / not dead Finn
Annabeth / Slightly less obnoxious Rachel
Thalia / not romantic Tina
Grover / Artie. I swear this was the most obvious
Clarisse / more violent Mercedes
Nico / EMO!Kurt
Silena / Brittany / Kitty
Beckendorf / Puck / Matt
Reyna / queen Santana
Jason / Blaine / Ryder
Piper / not pregnant Quinn / Marley
Will / Hey I kinda shipped Kurt / Sam so let's go with that
Leo / Jake / Puck
Frank / Mason
Hazel / Jane
Octavian / Hunter / Clint
Luke / Jesse / Sebastian
Paul / Mr. Schue
Sally / Emma
Zeus / SUE!1!1!1!1!1!1!
Walking into the halls of Goode high at the start of the new school year felt for amazing, for 37 seconds that is. That's when Percy Jackson slushied, Annabeth Chase, president of the debate club, math team, and active member of the human rights club, glee club, and still manage to achieve straight A's.
Why would Perseus slushy someone as talented as her, you're probably asking. Well, people say boys tease you because they like you, but she knows that's not true. He did it for a cheap laugh, and to impress whatever girl he likes this week.
On my way to her homeroom, Annabeth noticed that she wasn't the only victim of Perseus and his friends. Leo was just having his phone confiscated for filming Connor slushy an innocent freshman. The freshman, Hazel Levesque, obviously wasn't used to getting slushied, you could tell by her shivers and the fact that she was crying. Being the model citizen that she was, Annabeth walked up to her. "Hey, it's okay," She assured Hazel..
"Thanks," Hazel said, "I'm new here, could you tell me where the bathroom is," Annabeth promptly took Hazel to the girls's restroom. She even helped her get the sticky, freezing, artificial, red substance out of her hair, and showed her some tips.
"I'm sorry Percy and his gang got to you so quickly," Annabeth apologized. "They usually are a little more," she paused. Was she going to lie to Hazel, make her feel better about her time here at Goode? Or was she just going to tell her the truth, and be thanked later. The latter sounded better to Annabeth, "Well this is exactly the thing that they do. They pick on anyone who looks like a loser, or a freak or something, and they target them. It doesn't stop at slushies, they also will egg you, they even through this one kid, Nico, into a dumpster."
Hazel finished fixing her hair, "Oh I know Nico, he's my half brother- dad's side," she sighed. "I was hoping that Nico was exaggerating, but I was wrong," Annabeth was paying attention, but also staring at Hazel, trying to notice the features that they shared. "What are you staring at?" Hazel asked, concerned.
"Oh, nothing," Annabeth said. She changed the topic, "So, any clubs you're thinking about joining?" She asked.
"Well um, glee club sounds fun," Hazel admitted, "but I don't want to get anymore unpopular," she admitted, shyly. "According to Nico, it's basically social suicide, and I am just not ready for that, you know, I kinda want at least a week before the bullying starts, these people can be brutal."
"Hey," Annabeth said, "don't do that to yourself. Sure the bullies may be bad, but you are above them, keep your head up high, and don't listen to a word they say. Ms. Jackson, the guidance counselor, can help you with that and I promise-" Annabeth's speech was up cut off by Hazel leaving the bathroom, and slamming the door.
Reyna, one of the popular girls at Goode, was drying her hands near Annabeth, and had definitely heard her speech, turned to Annabeth and said, "Chase, I hope you know how much you sound like a cat poster." Annabeth looked at Reyna like "that's it". Reyna purposely bumped into Annabeth on her way out, "Not even a loser freshman can stand to be around you," As she cleaned herself up, Annabeth realized that this was not going to be like last year. She was going to stand up for herself. She was going to make a difference.
Due to the slushy incident, Annabeth was almost late (read: on time) to class. Her signature front and center seat had yet to be taken, but as she sat down, Grover Underwood, one of her strongest academic rivals sat next to her. Or, tried to. Annabeth got up to help him move the desk, so it fit with his wheelchair. "Thanks," he said. "And it's good to see you again,"
It was no secret that Grover meant that. He was one of the few genuinely nice people at Goode high. "Good or see you too, Grover. I look forwards to seeing you in glee club this year," secretly, Annabeth was hoping that he didn't audition. Last year, they were two of six people in glee club, and since three had graduated, and one had transferred, well, they could look forwards to fighting over solos.
"You too," Grover said, "Hopefully this year, we can get enough people to compete," the shared a laugh at that- like they could get ten more people in the glee club- but Annabeth was hoping that there would be, a national show-choir championship would look great on her resume, especially if she did chose to go with performing arts. If not, well it's just another club, which couldn't hurt.
"I talked to a freshman earlier, she seemed interested," Annabeth replied. "though she was under the impression that it wasn't cool. I was thinking, if we could get some popular people in the club it wouldn't be so lame," she made air quotes around those words, as if they weren't true.
"Well I don't think you'll have a problem with that," Mr. Blofis said. He was the advisor for the glee club, and was quote popular with the students. "I'm forcing Percy to join." Instantly, the constant chatter of the classroom fell silent.
"Seriously Paul?" Percy complained, "you had to tell everyone? I don't even have time to join, football season, remember?" He looked like nothing worse could have possibly happened to him.
"Well with that broken wrist of yours, you won't be able to play, and that's not going to heal for at least a month and a half." Mr. Blofis said. "Coach Phillips will have to understand that. Meanwhile, you can be an active member of glee club," Percy was very annoyed. "Besides, you love singing!" Mr. Blofis said. With that Percy stormed out of the room.
"With all due respect, Mr. Blofis, I think that Percy isn't fit for, glee club." Annabeth said.
"Well you don't know Percy." Mr. Blofis responded, just as the bell rang, "All right class of 2018! Who's ready to kick some butt this year!"
In Mr. Blofis' defense, glee club was cool when he was a student, but times have changed. Now, singing and dancing are too commonly associated with homosexuality, which, in his opinion is not a bad thing. Well homosexuality is not a bad thing, associating performing arts with it is. At the end of the school day he checked the sign up sheet. A whopping total of seven, well six. He was pretty sure that Seymour Butts was not a Goode high student. There was Annabeth, and Grover, as well as Percy, and two others; Piper McLean, Clarisse LaRue, and, surprisingly, Nico di Angelo.
Later that day, Annabeth was the first to audition, she sang a song from her favorite musical, Wicked.
Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes and leap!
It's time to try
Defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye
I'm defying gravity
And you won't bring me down
I'm through accepting limits
'Cause someone says they're so
Some things I cannot change
But 'til I try, I'll never know!
Too long I've been afraid of
Losing love I guess I've lost
Well, if that's love
It comes at much too high a cost!
I'd sooner buy
Defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye
I'm defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
And you won't bring me down
Unlimited (unlimited)
My future is (future is) unlimited (unlimited)
And I've just had a vision
Almost like a prophecy
I know it sounds truly crazy
And true, the vision's hazy
But I swear, someday I'll be...
Flying so high! (defying gravity)
Kiss me goodbye! (defying gravity)
So if you care to find me
Look to the western sky!
As someone told me lately,
"Everyone deserves the chance to fly!"
I'm defying gravity!
And you won't bring me down, bring me down, bring me down!
Ah Aaaaah
Even after seeng all the auditions, Annabeth's was his favorite. She performed the same song last year, but she improved so much. Next up was Clarisse, one of his English students. She wore her stringy brown hair in a bandana and marched right on stage before she was even called.
"Hi. I'm Clarisse LaRue and I'll be singing Fighter by Christina Auguilera," Mr. Blofis was surprised, that was a song he hadn't heard before, but sure, okay.
After all you put me through,
You think I'd despise you,
But in the end I wanna thank you,
'Cause you've made me that much stronger
Well I, I thought I knew you, thinkin' that you were true
Guess I, I couldn't trust called your bluff time is up
'Cause I've had enough
You were there by my side, always down for the ride
But your joy ride just came down in flames 'cause your greed sold me out in shame
After all of the stealing and cheating you probably think that I hold resentment for you
But uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do, I wouldn't know
Just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
Never saw it coming, all of your backstabbing
Just so you could cash in on a good thing before I'd realize your game
I heard you're going round playing the victim now
But don't even begin feeling I'm the one to blame
'Cause you dug your own grave
After all of the fights and the lies 'cause you're wanting to haunt me
But that won't work anymore, no more,
It's over
'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now and never back down
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it
How could this man I thought I knew
Turn out to be unjust so cruel
Could only see the good in you
Pretended not to see the truth
You tried to hide your lies, disguise yourself
Through living in denial
But in the end you'll see
YOU-WON'T-STOP-ME
I am a fighter and I
I ain't gonna stop
There is no turning back
I've had enough
You thought I would forget
But I remembered
'Cause I remembered
I remembered
You thought I would forget
I remembered
'Cause I remembered
As soon as it was over, she left the stage. She didn't even wait for applause. In his notes, he put three words. Powerful, Ambitious, and Pitchy. She was a little flat in some places, and sharp in others, but she was a good singer, what this club needed. Next up was Grover, who was already wheeling himself on stage.
"Um, hi Mr. Blofis. I'm Grover, and I'll be singing Drive My Car," A song we did last year. Paul noted. It was the time he gave Grover a solo, he deserved it.
Asked a girl what she wanted to be
She said baby, "Can't you see
I wanna be famous, a star on the screen
But you can do something in between"
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you
I told a girl that my prospects were good
And she said baby, "It's understood
Working for peanuts is all very fine
But I can show you a better time"
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you
I told that girl I can start right away
And she said, "Listen baby I got something to say
I got no car and it's breaking my heart
But I've found a driver and that's a start
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
And with that, he wheeled off stage. Next up was another newbie, Piper McLean, who didn't bother to introduce herself, she just started singing.
Everybody's waiting
Everybody's watching
Even when you're sleeping
Keep your ey-eyes open
The tricky thing
Is yesterday we were just children
Playing soldiers
Just pretending
Dreaming dreams with happy endings
In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords
But now we've stepped into a cruel world
Where everybody stands and keeps score
Keep your eyes open
Everybody's waiting for you to breakdown
Everybody's watching to see the fallout
Even when you're sleeping, sleeping
Keep your ey-eyes open
Keep your ey-eyes open
Keep your ey-eyes open
So here you are, two steps ahead and staying on guard
Every lesson forms a new scar
They never thought you'd make it this far
But turn around (turn around), oh they've surrounded you
It's a showdown (showdown) and nobody comes to save you now
But you've got something they don't
Yeah you've got something they don't
You've just gotta keep your eyes open
Everybody's waiting for you to breakdown
Everybody's watching to see the fallout
Even when you're sleeping, sleeping
Keep your ey-eyes open
Keep your ey-eyes open
Keep your ey-eyes
Keep your feet ready
Heartbeat steady
Keep your eyes open
Keep your aim locked
The night goes dark
Keep your eyes open
Everybody's waiting for you to breakdown
Everybody's watching to see the fallout
Even when you're sleeping, sleeping
Keep your ey-eyes open
Keep your ey-eyes open
Keep your ey-eyes open
Keep your ey-eyes open
Keep your ey-eyes open
After that, she briefly introduced herself, and promptly left the stage. Mr. Blofis' notes read
-Shy
-Sweet voice
That was it. He needed to start taking better notes. "Next up is Nico," Mr. Blofis called out. Percy ran on stage to explain that Nico had backed out of auditions. "Okay," Paul said, "Let's see what you've got."
"Is this really necessary"? Percy complained.
"If you want to not be grounded that is," Paul corrected, and Percy started to sing.
My lover's got humour
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshipped her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick," you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom."
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick
But I love it
Command me to be well
Aaay. Amen. Amen. Amen.
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine-looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No Masters or Kings
When the Ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Ooh oh. Amen. Amen. Amen.
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Percy left immediately, embarrassed, Paul assumed, but why should he be? He had talent. The glee club had just found its male lead.
"Okay, Glee club," Paul announced as he walked into the Goode choir room. "Congrats for making it. You guys are this years um, glee club. Yay?" Paul was nervous, far more nervous than he'd been last year, probably because his step son was there to judge him.
Annabeth's hand immediately shot up, despite that implying that she'd need to be called on, she started speaking anyways, "Mr. Blofis, first of all, what are you congratulating us on? We all made it. Second, I have a list of songs that we should do, I promise they show off everyone's umm, strengths. Third of all, and this applies to all of you. Recruit more members. We need to win Nationals this year. And fourth, this is back to Mr. Blofis, I think Percy and I should sing lead." Boom. That started a huge war throughout the room. Grover was fine, it was the argument between Annabeth and Clarisse -that was bad.
Just as it was about to get physical, Paul pulled them apart. "Enough, okay? If you keep this up, I'm throwing you both out. The song I chose has a solo for everyone. There it's all good."
"And what song is that?" Annabeth asked. "Is it on the list?" She said, pulling out a copy of the aforementioned list.
"I haven't even seen the list, Annabeth," Mr. Blofis responded. "The song is a recruitment number, we're performing it in the cafeteria to recruit new members, once they here how cool we are. They'll be begging to join," he said with confidence.
"And what song is that?" Clarisse asked. "Some old 80's pop-rock hit that our parents love, but we've never heard?" Paul took away his copy of Don't Stop Believin' off the table defensively, "I saw that," she replied.
"But that's not it," Mr. Blofis said, "I was thinking something more modern so um, what do you kids listen to? Here," he said, turning on the radio. "We'll do the first song that comes up,"After a commercial you could hear the trademark "do," of Uptown Funk.
"Dear god no." Piper complained, and the others agreed, "change it. Now," normally Paul wouldn't have felt threatened by that, but Piper was scary when she wanted to be. The next song that came up wasn't much better, it was completely auto-tuned. The next song was a dub step fail. Finally Piper gave in and handed her phone to Mr. Blofis and pressed shuffle.
One, two, three, uh!
My baby don't mess around
Because she loves me so
And this I know for sure.
Uh, But does she really wanna
But can't stand to see me
Walk out the door.
"No, we are not debuting with this 90's trash. I think that we should do something classic, broadway perhaps?" Annabeth suggested.
"No, Annabeth," Paul said, "I've got an idea, you all have lunch together, right?"
The glee club showed up in the cafeteria that Friday, ready to perform something that they'd spent all week working on. They were all dressed in Goode high colors (Blue and white). Finally, "la da da da. Da da da laaaaa" was heard, and the glee club stood up on tables, ready to perform.
Piper: She sees them walking in a straight line, that's not really her style.
Grover: And they all got the same heartbeat, but hers is falling behind.
Piper and Grover: Nothing in this world could ever bring them down.
Grover: Yeah, they're invincible, and she's just in the background.
Piper: And she says,
Percy: "I wish that I could be like the cool kids,
Annabeth: 'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in.
Percy and Annabeth: I wish that I could be like the cool kids, like the cool kids."
Clarisse: He sees them talking with a big smile, but they haven't got a clue.
Annabeth and Clarisse: Yeah, they're living the good life, can't see what he is going through.
Grover: They're driving fast cars, but they don't know where they're going.
Percy: In the fast lane, living life without knowing.
Piper: And he says,
All: I wish that I could be like the cool kids,
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in.
I wish that I could be like the cool kids, like the cool kids.
Piper and Percy: I wish that I could be like the cool kids,
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to get it.
I wish that I could be like the cool kids, like the cool kids."
Annabeth and Percy: And they said,
"I wish that I could be like the cool kids,
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in.
Clarisse and Annabeth: I wish that I could be like the cool kids, like the cool kids.
I wish that I could be like the cool kids,
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in.
All: I wish that I could be like the cool kids, like the cool kids.
I wish that I could be like the cool kids,
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to get it.
I wish that I could be like the cool kids, like the cool kids."
Piper: Like the cool kids
The crowd loved the performance, surprisingly, even Percy's friends. "I didn't know you could sing," Reyna said. "You're really good,"
"And this club, are they taking auditions?" asked Silena."It seems like fun," Pretty much all the other populars rolled their eyes. "Hey, sorry I have interests outside of cheerleading." She said, jokingly.
"I'd audition," Jason said. "Seems like fun,"
"Hey," Percy said, "Glee club is not cool. It's for losers and dorks. I'm sorry I had to join, but let's not make it cool. 'Kay?" Anybody who knows anything about Goode high knows that Percy's word is law. Except then something else happened
"Hey I'm Silena,"
"I'm Reyna,"
"And I'm Drew,"
"And we'd like to audition for glee club."
Annabeth fiddled with her charm bracelet, "With all due respect, Mr. Blofis, I'm suspicious, why would frosted flakes want to join glee club. I'm not so sure that letting them in is a good idea, all of us losers, outcasts, what makes us, us will be forgotten."
Reyna walked forwards, "No, Chase, whatever crazy conspiracy you have in your huge head is most definitely not true. We're joining because we are performers too."
"Besides," Drew added, "We might not even make it,"
Mr. Blofis replied, "Yes you will. It's an everyone gets in policy, as for whatever squabble you have with Annabeth, and everyone else, solve it. Because this year we are making it to Nationals and we are winning. C'mon, show is what you've got."
"I still don't trust them," Annabeth muttered.
A/N: Did you like it? This is possibly the longest chapter I've ever posted, well the song lyrics definitely help...let me know if you liked it, as well as any song suggestions. I prefer not to use many modern pop songs, despite what I put in this chapter. Also, anyone who's seen glee will get the numerous references, such as Frosted Flakes :)
Questions: What song should Nico and Hazel sing for their audition?
And do you even want me to continue this?
Anyways Valete, My Queens!
-Zaz