Prologue

Annabeth's POV

I fumble with the camera, eventually finding the on button.

"Hey guys! I'm Annabeth." I say, pushing my curly blonde hair away from my face, my grey eyes staring into the camera. I'm dressed plainly, with my grey tank top and jeans.

"I'm Piper," Says the girl to my right, Piper McLean. Piper has choppy brown hair and eyes that change color in the light. She's gorgeous, but she tries to hide it by hacking off her hair and wearing ratty clothes

"Thalia," says the girl to Piper's right, Thalia Grace. At first glance, Thalia just screams punk, what with her spiky black hair, heavy eyeliner surrounding her electric blue eyes, and her all black wardrobe.

"and I'm Hazel" said the girl to my left, Hazel Levesque. Hazel exudes innocence with her wide gold eyes and curly cinnamon colored hair.

"We made this video because we are bullied for hanging out with the most popular guys at our school. We write songs and have created a band for fun, and well we hope you like our first song," says Piper, nervously glancing around.

We cut to our makeshift stage. Thalia sits behind the drums, waiting for her cue. Piper grabs her favorite guitar. Hazel is standing by her keyboard. I have the microphone. Thals starts to play.

(normal= Annabeth, Italics= Piper, Underlined= Hazel, bold= Thalia, bold/underlined/italics= all)

I wouldn't wanna be anybody else.

You made me insecure

Told me I wasn't good enough

But who are you to judge

When you're a diamond in the rough

I'm sure you got some things

You'd like to change about yourself

But when it comes to me

I wouldn't want to be anybody else

Na na na

Na na na

Na na na

Na na na

I'm no beauty queen

I'm just beautiful me

Na na na

Na na na

You've got every right

To a beautiful life

C'mon

Who says

Who says you're not perfect

Who says you're not worth it

Who says you're the only one that's hurting

Trust me

That's the price of beauty

Who says you're not pretty

Who says you're not beautiful

Who says

It's such a funny thing

How nothing's funny when it's you

You tell 'em what you mean

But they keep whiting out the truth

It's like a work of art

That never gets to see the light

Keep you beneath the stars

Won't let you touch the sky

Na na na

Na na na

Na na na

Na na na

I'm no beauty queen

I'm just beautiful me

Na na na

Na na na

You've got every right

To a beautiful life

C'mon

Who says

Who says you're not perfect

Who says you're not worth it

Who says you're the only one that's hurting

Trust me

That's the price of beauty

Who says you're not pretty

Who says you're not beautiful

Who says

Who says

Who says you're not star potential

Who says you're not presidential

Who says you can't be in movies

Listen to me, listen to me

Who says you don't pass the test

Who says you can't be the best

Who said, who said

Would you tell me who said that

Yeah, oh

Who says

Who says

Who says you're not perfect

Who says you're not worth it

Who says you're the only one that's hurting

Trust me

That's the price of beauty

Who says you're not pretty

Who says you're not beautiful

Who says

Who says

Who says you're not perfect

Who says you're not worth it

Who says you're the only one that's hurting

Trust me

That's the price of beauty

Who says you're not pretty

Who says you're not beautiful

Who says

I go over to the camera and turn it off. Smiling as we post the video to our youtube channel.

(Next Day)

School is exceedingly normal for us. We talk with our friends Percy Jackson, Jason Grace (Thalia's twin brother), Nico Di Angelo (Hazel's half brother), and Frank Zhang, and try to avoid the glares and the bullies. Lunchtime however, is the worst part of the day. This lunch was no exception. All of a sudden, Drew Tanaka wobbles over to our table with her lunch tray, followed by the popular girls. And I say wobbles because she is wearing 7 inch stilettoes. We continue our conversation, until I feel something slimy dripping down my back. Drew had thrown her lunch at me. With a glance over at my friends, I knew what we had to do. We ran out of the school, and for once, we didn't look back.

(1 year later)

Piper, Thalia, Hazel, and I became the most popular things in music. While at school, we were the nerds, in Hollywood, we were the Sirens, an inseparable band that burst onto the scene last year. We were all called to a meeting with Apollo, our manager.

"girls," he said, frowning. WAIT FROWNING! THIS ISNT GOOD!" you are to go back to school this year and get your diplomas."

"WHAT!? YOU WANT US TO GO BACK TO THAT GODSFORSAKEN PLACE" screeched Thals, Her spiked black hair flying as she shook her head furiously.

"your flight leaves tomorrow," he says, "so get packing!"

We stomp up the stairs, angrily packing up our stuff. I quietly sing to myself:

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na

Take a look around

Who would have thought we'd all be here?

So let's mess around

'Cause the future is unclear

We got nothin' better to do

We're just tryin' to get through

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me? Yeah

Let the music groove you

Let the melody move you

Feel the beat and just let go

Get the rhythm into your soul

Let the music take you

Anywhere it wants to

When we're stuck and can't get free

No matter what, we'll still be singing

Come on, come on, turn up the music

It's all we got, we're gonna use it

Come on, come on, turn up the music

Yeah

All we have is now

Let's make the most of this

Come on, break it out

So everyone can hear it

They don't have to understand

But we'll make 'em if we can

Do you hear me?

Are you with me? Yeah

Let the music groove you

Let the melody move you

Feel the beat and just let go

Get the rhythm into your soul

Let the music take you

Anywhere it wants to

When we're stuck and can't get free

No matter what, we'll still be singing

Come on, come on, turn up the music

It's all we got, we're gonna use it

Come on, come on, turn up the music

Yeah

Come on, come on, turn up the music

It's all we got, we're gonna use it

Come on, come on, turn up the music

Turn up the music

Let the music groove you

Let the melody move you

Feel the beat and just let go

Get the rhythm into your soul

Let the music take you

Anywhere it wants to

When we're stuck and can't get free

No matter what, we'll still be singing

Come on, come on, turn up the music

It's all we got, we're gonna use it

Feel the beat and just let go

Get the rhythm into your soul

Let the music take you

Anywhere it wants to

Come on, come on, turn up the music

Yeah

We finish our packing and go to sleep, ready for our new lives.

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