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-SOS
"Are you ready to rock, San Fransisco?" Percy yelled to the large crowd covering the huge stadium. "Let's do this thing!"
He grabbed his guitar and signaled to his band members that he was ready. The rest of his band, Percy Jackson and Crew, gave him a thumbs-up and started to play. The first song he opened with was called "Dreams Don't Come True."
"I wished on a star, one from afar," he started, the crowd cheering wildly. He knew all he had to do was be there and they would go crazy, but it still made him feel happy every time they screamed his name.
As he sang through the song, his mind wandered. Well, that's what happens when you have ADHD. Percy tried to stay on track, but he continued singing and thinking about totally random stuff, such as his mom.
His mom, Sally Jackson, was the reason he was standing onstage. She had pushed him to get singing lessons, even though she had to work extra hours to afford them. She made him do guitar all through middle school because apparently "the producers look for multitalented people." She even got him his first record deal, interrogating customer after customer at her job.
When she finally got him a good deal, she didn't stop there. She became his manager on her time off, until he had to get a real manager because he was getting too famous. But Sally still stick by his side, and even at the moment she was waiting backstage because it made her nervous to see her son perform. Percy didn't know what he would do without her.
Percy finished singing, then grinned at the crowd. "First, I want to apologize for how expensive the tickets are. I know you guys must like us very much, if you paid that much money."
The crowd responded with a loud "Of course we do!" and "We love you, Percy!"
"The next song goes out to my mom. It's called 'Erased.' In memory of the days when we didn't even gave enough money to buy dinner." He shrugged, memories overtaking him.
"Here we go!" Percy shouted, pumping up the crowd. "I thought it would be forever, but out of bad comes good. I thought we'd be forever, not you in the neighborhood."
He sang, the song bringing him back to when the kids made fun of him, and laughed at his old, holey clothes. When the song was over, it was time for an intermission.
Percy raced backstage, ready to change his clothes. It was getting dark, and he needed to be noticeable. Some new glasses that looked like sunglasses but really weren't would do the trick.
He brought the new outfit into the changing room, and began to put it on. But his phone rang, and he recognized the ring tone as one for emergencies.
And that was when Percy Jackson got the call that changed his life.