Percy looked into the crowd of people, and it reminded him of a beach. Whenever he was on stage, he thought of himself as being on the sandy shores of a beach. The thousands of heads were rolling waves, and the deafening roar was the seagulls screaming and the waves crashing. He loved the beach, almost as much as he loved singing.
He was none other than THE Percy Jackson. You probably have never heard of him.
But you HAVE heard of an infamous Peter Johnson. Yes, the Peter Johnson who was the lead singer of The Little Big Three, the famous bad. They performed at Times Square on New Year's Eve last year. Pop Star Magazine said Peter "sounded like an angel sent strait from the ocean" (Percy's love of the water as no secret to the world).
He looked to his right, and caught the eye of Nico DiAngelo, but to the public he was Nick Daniels. Nico was rocking out to his drums. He wore all black, and had a skull ring on his pinky that he never took off. It was a gift from his sister, Bianca, who died when Nico was 10. Now, seven years later, Nico remembered Bianca by wearing his skull ring; that and eating all of his vegetables, which he has grown to love. Percy still couldn't eat his greens.
To his left, Thalia stood there, playing a chord on her guitar, which she nicknamed Sparky. Thalia, known to the public as Terry, didn't tell anyone her last name. She was ashamed of her alcoholic mother, and tried to forget all about her. She did a pretty good job.
The three of them together formed the Little Big Three. They were all cousins, and they were very close. Their dads were brothers, and they were each huge, rich businessman. Nico's dad, Hades, ran a mining business and he owned hundreds of graveyards and morgues around the world. Nico thought it was cool, but it sort of creeped Percy out. Thalia's father, Zeus, owned almost every airport in the country, and a few hundred around the world. Percy's own father, Poseidon, was in charge of multiple docks and boats, and practically owned the fishing business. The fathers saw potential in the kids as musicians, so they used their connections and got them a record deal.
Now Percy was the biggest heart throb in the world, and same went for Nico and Thalia.
It took some convincing for them to actually agree to being pop stars. Nico didn't like attention, and Thalia didn't want to be mobbed in public places. Percy had stage fright, so he had no idea how he could stand in front of millions, but the dads found a solution.
Nico put on wig that was short, blonde hair. It opposed Nico's natural long, dark pitch black hair. He wore bright blue contacts, which differed greatly from the dark brown eyes that you could swear could see into your soul. His stare could terrify anyone, but he held nothing on Thalia's sneer.
Thalia's usual short, spiky black hair is replaced by a ginger wig, which curled in ringlets down to her back, hitting the bottom of her shoulder blades. Her electric, blue eyes are covered by a stormy grey contact lens. She also wore a pair of black, hipster glasses that served no purpose to her. She had 20/20 vision, like the eyes of a hawk. She always wore light, pastel colors on stage, and usually a skirt or dress. That would totally through people off.
In real life, Thalia wore mostly black, ripped up pants or shorts, with dark shirts that hung off her shoulders. She always wore her black combat boots, and framed her eyes with a thick black outline. She could out sneer anyone, except Percy. A few days ago, Percy got so angry, he gave Thalia a deluxe-ultra-mega sneer, and Thalia cringed away. Percy forgot he was so mad, and jumped up on a chair and cheered. He had out sneered the queen of sneering.
Percy, on stage, would wear a dirty blonde wig, like Nico's, to hide his raven, black, windswept hair. He had bright, icy blue contacts to hide his emerald green eyes. He always wore a plain white shirt and a pair of jeans on stage. In life he wouldn't dress much differently, but would usually wear a hoodie with the hood up, to hide his face. His stylist convinced him to wear a white shirt, partly to show off his 6 pack and killer biceps, but partly because it made him look calm and collected on stage.
By hiding their true identities, they could take the roles of rock stars, while not being mobbed by crowds during the day time.
"LOS ANGELES! Let me hear you!" screamed Percy into his microphone. He got a roar so loud, he thought they might be able to hear it in New York.
"Unfortunately, that was our last song. It was an honor to play for you! You are a great audience! Thank you and good night!"
As the audience cheered, the three friends jogged off the stage, waving at their loving fans.
They finally got offstage, and were handed waters from their manager.
"Nice job kids!" said Chiron, slapping Percy and Nico on the back, and winking at Thalia. Chiron was an old family friend, and he helped get the three started in their successful careers.
"You really killed it tonight!"
He steered the three kids into Percy's dressing room, and the three of them instantly ripped off their wigs.
"Go this thing itches!" complained Nico, shaking out his shaggy locks, that hung down into his cheekbones, hiding his eyes and his emotions.
"You say that every night, Death Breath" retaliated Thalia, who went from looking like America's sweetheart to a biker disguised in a light blue dress (which she really was). "Try strutting around in a dress and wedges! Not the easiest thing to do!"
"You say that every night, Air Head!" yelled Nico.
"Corpse Breath!"
"Pinecone Face!"
"Guys!" shouted Percy, finishing pulling out his last contact. He looked in the mirror, and saw Percy Jackson, a nobody. He no longer saw Peter Johnson, and he had no issue with that.
He turned around to face his bickering cousins, "You guys do this every day. Can you not fight for just one day?" Percy received a pillow to the face, followed by a fit of laughter and a high five between Thalia and Nico.
"Thanks guys," said Percy, rolling his sea green eyes, and putting his hand in the bowl of M&M's, and pulling out a fistful of blue ones.
"Don't worry, Kelp Brains. We still love you," snickered Thalia, who started to stand up. "I'm off to my dressing room to get out of this horrendous outfit, and in to my good, old clothes. Back in a jiffy,"
"Not so fast, Daughter," said a stern voice, arriving in the doorway. All three heads turned to see three tall men. The one in the middle had dirty blonde hair, and sky blue eyes, just like Thalia's eyes. He had a black suit, with a white shirt and a blue tie that matched his eyes. The one to his right had dark hair that was cropped short, but yearned to hang in his eyes, like Nico's hair. His eyes were so brown, they seemed black. His suit was completely black, and he had a bit of stubble on his chin. The man to the left had kind, green eyes and black hair that was short, although you could see it being swept to the side just a bit. He looked like a replica of Percy, but 25 years older. Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon stood before their children, and they stood tall and proud, bringing good news.
"We have something to tell all of you, and we need you to pay full attention," said Zeus, and Hades handed the kids each a slip of paper.
"Um, dad, why does this paper have a schedule on it?" asked Nico, slowly standing up, next to Thalia.
"Because, children. You are all enrolled for your senior year," said Zeus.
"What are you saying?" asked Percy, not wanting to believe what he thought.
"Perce, Thals, Nico. You three are going to be going to Goode High School in NYC in one week to be educated."
"You mean-" started Nico before being cut off by Thalia
"WE ARE GOING TO HIGH SCHOOL!?" shouted Thalia, beyond angry at her father.
'Oh gods...' thought Percy
