Yes, it is true. I'm writing a story about a couple who isn't Percabeth. It's a freaking shocker to be honest. I thought that when I had the courage to branch out I'd do a Jasper fic (and believe me, I have a few in mind). But Solangelo stole my heart. And that is why I desperately needed to write this down and share it with all of you. I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Percy Jackson. All rights to Rick.

Warning: Foul language and half naked boys were used in the making of this chapter. Reader discretion is advised.

It's pretty simple, pretty obvious: that people's first impressions of people are really a big mistake.

- Vincent D'Onofrio

Hold On To You

Act I: Scene I

Will Solace thought of himself as a good boy.

He had good grades. He had a good attitude. He had good friends. He had good parents. He had a good life.

Good.

Everything was always good, and at times it was even great. But as the years went by, Will was getting a little tired of good. He was craving something more. Something fantastic. Something earth-shattering.

Something exhilarating.

But that was crazy, wasn't it? Will Solace didn't do exhilarating. He did safe. He did cautious. He did well thought out plans that at times involved charts or lists.

But God help him, he dreamed of it. Dreamed of having that special thing that would make his life explode with colour.

Maybe that's why when he saw Nico di Angelo rumble his way through the parking lot on the first day of senior year, his heart nearly imploded.

In Will's eyes, Nico had the appearance of some sort of Italian god. Sure, a scary, broody, doesn't talk to anyone Italian god, but a god nonetheless. Since sophomore year he's been watching Nico di Angelo swing his jean covered leg off of his large black motorcycle, take off his matching black helmet, and run his hand through his equally dark unruly hair.

He didn't understand his fascination with the punk Italian boy at first. Will would catch himself looking for him through the crowds of students, glimpsing over his shoulder at him during class, and waiting for him to make his appearance every day at 8:20am just so he could see the amazing spectacle that was Nico di Angelo.

Will clued in that he had a slight (major) crush on Nico after a month of watching him from afar. It was strange and, albeit, frightening to discover that he was gay. It made sense after he mulled over the fact for a few days. He never had any sort of feelings for a girl before. And when Nico would come into his view, his veins felt like they would suddenly burst with electricity.

He never told anyone. Not his parents, not his friends, no one. He knew they wouldn't look at him differently like some other people in his community, but he didn't have the courage just yet. He wanted to keep it to himself just a little while longer.

Maybe if he knew of someone else who was homosexual, it would help. But he didn't know of any other person who was like him.

At times he wondered if Nico was gay, but would quickly dismiss the idea. He'd witnessed countless of times how girls would giggle and whisper about him as he walked down the halls. He'd even smirk at them sometimes and wink. Will had to look away or else he'd be in danger of swooning.

In short, it would never work between them no matter how much he wished it would. Will was gay. Nico was not. Will was at the top of his class and always followed the rules. Nico barely showed up to school and could care less about following authority.

They were too different. Complete opposites really. But Will still had hope.

Hope that someday, he'd have enough courage to finally speak to the gorgeous punk boy.

He just didn't know that day would come in the form of the boys locker room and a dozen half naked males.

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Will hated gym.

He was not coordinated. At all. That's probably why he had avoided the subject for as long as he could. But it was now senior year and he needed the credit to graduate.

He wanted to curse whatever genes that made him lack hand-eye coordination. Especially since their first unit was basketball. Will would rather do fifty questions of quadratic equations than have a large orange ball flying towards his face.

Not only that, but Will wasn't exactly comfortable with his physique. He was rather tall, sure, but he had absolutely no muscle. Compared to the other boys in the class, he looked like a long, thin noodle.

And that is why he decided to leave lunch early so that he can change in the boys locker room without any awkwardness. He was still tying his running shoes when the rest of the class started piling in.

He recognized a few people. Cecil Stewart and Leo Valdez were in his biology class. Frank Zhang was in history. And finally, at the back of the group, were Jason Grace and Percy Jackson.

Will didn't have any classes with Jason or Percy, but they were well known around the school. Jason for being vice-president of the student council and captain of the varsity baseball team and Percy for being captain of the state champion swim team and for dating the president of the student council, Annabeth Chase.

But both boys were mostly known for being the only two people in the entire school that Nico di Angelo talked to. Will at times had seen them conversing. It usually involved Jason and Percy laughing while Nico would either be scowling or letting the occasional smirk spread across his lips.

It was rumored that they were in a band together, but no one knows for sure since they have never advertised anything. It gave Will chills just thinking about Nico behind a guitar.

An echoing boom sounded through the locker room and all of the boys grew silent. In walked Nico di Angelo with a small gym bag hanging over his shoulder.

He frowned at anyone who stared at him and continued on his path towards a locker on the opposite side of Will.

The blond boy felt like he was about to have a heart attack. Nico was in this class?! Seriously?! Will has been trying to get his attention for three years, but he never wanted Nico to see him doing something he was so obviously terrible at! It was official. He simply did not just hate gym anymore. He loathed it.

"Nice entrance there, buddy," Percy said cheerfully while sliding to Nico's side. "You gonna use that glare to scare little kids later or what?"

"Shut up, Jackson," Nico growled.

"Oh, you don't mean that ya big softy." Percy pinched his cheek and laughed when Nico swatted him away.

"You better change quickly, or else Hedge will use his bat on you," Jason warned.

"He's lucky I even came to this class," Nico replied while reaching towards the back of his neck and pulling his shirt off with one hand.

Sweet. Baby. Jesus.

Nico. Shirtless.

Will could hardly breathe. Not only did Nico have muscle, but he had several tattoos spread across his back. The largest one was a pair of dark black angel wings that started at his shoulders and ended just above his-

"Listen up cupcakes," Coach Hedge said in his overly loud gruff voice. "Since it's the first day, I'll cut you all some slack. We won't start the actual unit until tomorrow."

Cheers soared through the locker room.

"But, you can't just do anything you want. Principal Malone would have my hide if that were the case. So, you'll be playing a pick-up game today so that I can see what level of skill each of you are on. Shirts versus skins."

Will nearly choked on his saliva. This was not going to end well. He just knew it.

"Jackson! Grace! You're the team captains. Choose your teams."

"Nico, don't even bother putting a shirt on," Percy stated. "You're on my team."

"What?!" Jason exclaimed. "Why do you get to pick first?"

"Because I'm better looking, duh." Percy whipped off his shirt and flaunted his muscles for all to see. "Plus, Annabeth's coming by soon with the volleyball team. I've gotta give her a good view."

Jason rolled his eyes. "Cocky bastard. Alright fine, whatever. I pick Butch."

And on it went. Soon, Will was the last person to be chosen (which honestly, wasn't a surprise to him. He wasn't even insulted). Thankfully, he was on Jason's team. He didn't think he could handle being around a half-naked Nico for the next hour.

The boys began scuffling out of the change room, so Will followed suit. He had almost reached the door when someone behind him shoved his shoulder, surprising Will and making him trip on his own feet. Perfect. Just perfect. Falling flat on his face before he even got into the gymnasium was exactly how he wanted to start off his first day.

But it didn't get to that. He was caught. Caught by someone with strong arms, olive skin, and a very bare chest.

Will looked up slowly, afraid of who he would find. And of course, because the universe loved him so, he locked eyes with the only person on the planet that could turn him into goo. Nico di Angelo.

He had never realized how dark Nico's eyes actually were. They reminded him of black holes. Unilluminated and endless. But if he looked closer, he could detect just a small hint of light brown around the pupil, though it was barely noticeable.

Nico cleared his throat, bringing Will back to earth and making him realize the awkward position they were in. Nico had already let go of his arms, but Will still had a firm grasp of his shoulders.

And what nice shoulders they were.

"Do you mind?" Nico asked, raising an eyebrow.

The first words he'd ever spoken to him. Will was pretty sure he was blushing up a freaking storm.

Get a hold of yourself, Solace! He's just like any other guy. Be cool. Be suave. And DON'T embarrass yourself!

"I... Uh..."

So much for not embarrassing yourself. Might as well just dig up a hole now and live in it for the rest of your life.

Will couldn't believe it. He was too flustered to even speak. This was ridiculous. And it didn't help that Nico did not look amused in the slightest.

"Sorry," he finally choked out while releasing the death grip he had on the Italian's shoulders. "Um, thanks. For, you know. Catching me."

Nico didn't say a word as he sauntered out of the change room without a backwards glance.

This was going to be a long semester.

Teaser for next week:

Will swore he was teasing him. What with the blatantly undressing in front of him as he stared into his eyes. And the way he smirked right after, as if he knew exactly what Will was thinking.

He didn't like it. He didn't like it one bit.

Okay... Maybe he did like it. But only a little.

Hopefully I can keep this promise, but anyways, I would like to post one chapter every Monday. If I can't post a chapter for whatever reason, I will inform you with an author's note. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy the story!

Reviews are appreciated. ;)