Hi, guys, this is my first Ever Fanfiction ever so no flames please, but c and c are welcome.
I am not Rick Riordan, or else House of Hades would already be out
I woke up to the shrilling noise of my alarm clock blaring out my speakers. I rolled over, trying to see out of my bleary vision. I had gone to bed 2 hours earlier, a result of Nico, Leo, Thalia and I working overtime at the studio, and now, we were due to be starting school for the first time. You see, as a result of us four being world famous teenage international superstars, we studied whilst we were on tour. But now as we were fourteen years old, and going into Grade 9 at school, our parents considered us young adults and now we had to 'socialize' with other people our age. Disorientated, I slammed my hand down on the alarm clock, and it went flying. It hit the floor with a resolute thump, and I didn't need too look at it to realize it was broken. "Shit." I muttered to myself before slowly heaving myself out of bed. I slowly bent down and picked it up before throwing it in the trash. "Percy man, you up?" My friend Leo Valdez asked, tapping on my door. "Oh, yeah dude, come in." I replied. He slowly made his way inside. Leo's a smallish dude, with curly brown hair, has chocolaty brown skin and looks like a small elf, exactly with the ears. He is the drummer in our group and is extremely talented, even before he joined our group. Since day one me and him have got on, despite the fact he was SERIOUSLY annoying, everyone said so. Maybe that was the reason his mum had left. Distraught, he now lives with us, due to the fact his dad is constantly working. He opened his mouth to speak. "So… school, what do you think?" He asked. He wasn't exactly what you call studious, like the rest of us. We were all too involved in our music. "I don't know man," I said running my hand through my black hair. "It, it could be fun, right?" I asked. We looked at each other, sharing a glance before we burst out laughing. "But, seriously though, what about the fans," He asked "Remember last time…" Oh yes, Last time I thought to myself, see our five parents had tried this little 'social experiment' before, by sending us to a different boarding school. It had failed, miserably, we had gotten into fights, suspended and then expelled. We weren't exactly what you would call, good kids. "It'll be fine Leo." I said "What's the worst that could happen."
We got ready and dressed before going downstairs. The rest of the gang were already downstairs, tucking into their food. "Hey, dudes, wassup?" Leo asked. Thalia looked up, one eyebrow raised. "Wassup, Leo, seriously?" she asked annoyed. You see, that's the kind of girl Thalia is. She is a punk-rocker style chick, with dark black spiked hair and her trademark leather jacket. She is a girl with a no nonsense attitude. "Yeah, Grace, wassup." Leo snapped. "DON'T call me that, Pyro!" Thalia literally growled at him. She hates people using that name. Where had Pyro come from, well, Leo loved making and repairing things so much so that he's been said to have a 'touch of fire' so, he's often called Pyro or Sparky. "Dude's, chill out." Nico said, choosing this moment to enter the conversation. What can I say about Nico…? Nico is Nico; there is no other way to describe him. He used to be a shy kid with brown hair, pale unhealthy skin, and sickly looking. Now, he has awesomely cool hair, one side being jet black and the other being pale white. He is tallish, good skin and muscular. Anyway that's how the Timeout magazine described him. He is cocksure, a little cocky, and a legend on the guitar, where he pairs up with Thalia.
"Don't tell me to chill-out Death Boy." She responded. Nico looked at me and I rolled my eyes. "So!" I said changing the subject. Who's excited for school"…