Chapter 1

"Ugh! I can't believe that the studio is making us go to high school just for a stupid image! I mean come on!" Nico complained. Jason and I were sitting facing my best friend.

"Yeah well, speak for yourself! At least you won't be ruining your image by changing it to the idiot!" I retorted as I scanned through the brochure about our new high school.

"Personally, I'm fine with high school. We can hang out with our fans and meet the cute girls! What could be better? Jason said leaning back against the leather seat.

"At least this will only be temporary. I mean, we are going on tour next year." Nico said back handedly as he stared out the window at our new school.

As our limousine came to a stop, girls and crazily enough some guys ran right over to our limo and started to scream and pound their hands agains our limo before we had even gotten out of the car! Some held signs for us and others wore our T-shirts that Nico had designed.

"Can you go around the school and drop us off? I don't want to deal with the crowds, though I'm sure Jason wouldn't mind getting out now." I said to the driver. Nico and I look at Jason and he shrugs and opens the door and steps into the crowd of screaming fans. Nico quickly shut the door and turned to look at me.

"Can he be any more of a attention hog? I mean you were the one that created the band and composes the songs. I design the posters, T-shirts, and sing back up. He does nothing but sing lead. And he can barely sing! Honestly if anything you and I should hold auditions to replace him. I mean, neither one of us likes him and he keeps breaking your drums and sticks and my guitar picks he takes and looses them everywhere! Please can we find a different singer? I am begging you!" Nico pleads. I think for a moment. What HAS Jason brought to the table since he joined? Bad singing, I'm mean better than what I can do but Nico can sing but sings harmony for the lead. Jason has gotten drunk and ruined two of our gigs. He has run commando in front of fans when he was suppose to be at the recording studio, and he calls himself the leader. Hmmm Nico has a point...Well, we could use a keyboard player...but then again, more importantly a singer.

"Okay bro, you have a point. Let's firstly kick him out of the band, then we can hold auditions.


I walked into Goode High School for the Performing Arts. It is my sophomore year, and I wanted this year to be good and normal. Unfortunately when I arrived I saw a limo and fans crowd around it. That was when I saw him. Nico Di Angelo. He and his best friend Percy Jackson sitting in the limo and the dingus singer Jason Jupado N/A I don't like Jason Grace if you hadn't noticed so I am changing his name since I feel bad for Thalia to be related to Jason. The three of them make up my absolute favorite band, TSBT (The Small Big Three). I notice the limo driving behind the school. Perhaps the rumors are true. They are going here for high school! Maybe I can meet them, it would be so cool to be able to talk to Nico. He and I share the same style and a lot of the same views on life.

"Thalia! OMG! Did you see him? Percy! I hope he's in at least one of my classes. But I don't know what to say! Do I even talk to him? I don't know! Are you listening to me? Thalia!" My best friend Annabeth Chase yells at me.

"Sorry, yes I was paying attention, yes that would be cool, though I am more of hoping that Nico is in my class. I don't know what you are going to say to them, all I hope for is that I can just say 'Hi' to Nico, then I'm happy." I tell her as I unlock my locker and stuff my Greek Binder, Plane Geometry binder and text book, my planner, and my pencil case in my messenger bag. I stand up and bump my head on someone's elbow.

"Ow!" I groan as I rub my head and look up in annoyance. I am met with dark brown almost obsidian sparkling eyes. The eyes of Nico Di Angelo.


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~Nico