Annabeth's POV
"Thalia!" Annabeth screamed over the music that was blaring through the stereos set up on the walls, "when does the band start performing?" She was anxious, nervous, since she could tell she didn't really belong here.
Her innocent blonde curls, startling gray eyes covered by framed glasses, bare, clean skin, and overall innocent, school girl appearance didn't exactly mix with in scene hair styles and colors, color changing contact lenses (Annabeth swore she somehow saw a rainbow one), more tattoos than skin, and overall dark, rock environment she had agreed to enter.
Thalia, however, looked right at home among these goths and punks. "What?" she screamed back at Annabeth.
"When. Does. The. Band. Staaaarrrtt?" Annabeth said even louder, pronouncing the words slowly and with emphasis so hopefully Thals would understand her.
"Oh!" Thalia clicked the unlock button to light her phone screen and glanced it. "Tenish minutes!" she yelled, grabbing Annabeth's hand and pulling her to a somewhat raised platform. "Let's get a good spot!" The punk effortlessly weaved the blonde through the mass of people and suddenly, the platform was right in front of her face.
Of course, Thals had managed to get a spot right in front of the platform. Annabeth glanced behind her and didn't see anyone else really lining up at the platform, even though the band was gonna start really soon. Weird.
And then, as the band was on the band and doing final set-up, Annabeth glanced behind her again. Her jaw dropped as she saw the huge crowd that amassed behind her and Thalia, all so loud and shouting and obviously ready for a wild concert.
Annabeth smelled the pot and alcohol in the air. "Is this even concert even legal?!" she screamed at Thalia. The punk simply shrugged.
"Sup losers?!" the singer screamed into the mike. Thalia smiled and waved at the lead singer. To Annabeth's surprise, he grinned like a moron and jutted his chin out at Thals in a guy greeting, like they knew each other. Wait…they have the same eyes…. Thalia grinned back. As for the crowd, it roared back, like a lion magnified by a thousand, a million. And suddenly, Annabeth actually felt like she belonged in this crowd. They were all simply a huge ass family.
Annabeth looked at the guitarist, who for some reason had his head down. From the tousled, raven hair she saw, she couldn't wait until he looked up.
The drummer's head suddenly popped up, a really burly, Army hair style Asian guy, and he clicked his sticks together in a simple beat: Click click click click.
And suddenly the band looked up and the guitarist pumped out a very impressive chord-line that Annabeth recognized as the beginning of She Sings in the Morning by Pierce the Veil.
And then she saw the guitarist, and she had a sudden impulse to run onto the platform and suck his face off.
His electric green eyes glinted with just the right mixture of humor and deviousness, and pain hidden behind it that she couldn't look away from him. His bottom lip was adorned with a simple little lip piercing, and his jaw almost looked like it was carved out of stone, and his nose had a bull piercing right in the middle of his nostrils.
His arms in a tank top were well muscled and extremely toned, and had only a few simple tattoos. One was a trident on his right shoulder, another that covered his entire forearm proclaim II Timothy 1:7 to everyone that glanced at it, and a last one on his other forearm that said something too small for Annabeth to read.
She was so busy studying him, that she almost didn't catch his mischief-maker grin and wink at her. No doubt Thalia felt the heat coming off her face. Thank God she caught that wink.
And Annabeth soon found herself getting lost in the music. The band went through the entirety of the Flair for the Dramatic album, and Thals was singing along to everything, while Annabeth just sang the phrases she remembered. Of course, fitting in some time for pot here and there. Annabeth rolled her eyes at the nerve of her best friend, but she herself was tempted to try some beer.
And she kept catching herself glancing, and sometimes staring, at the seemingly God-like guitarist that just kept pumping out amazing guitar chords and solos. He was so into it, there was the thinnest sheet of sweat starting to show on his body and it made him shiny on the stage from the spotlight that kept an eye on the blonde singer. Annabeth caught herself drooling at that, and blushed at her drool.
Of course, after that wink, he paid her no attention. He was too busy with his perfect guitar playing, and having to do the dirty lyrics since the singer, Annabeth assumed, couldn't perform them himself.
And then, there was one point when they started playing Go to Hell, For Heaven's Sake by Bring Me the Horizon, and the whole place went silent after a certain time the singer sang for whomever to go to Hell, for Heaven's sake. Thalia was quiet. Even the rest of the band was, except the drummer, who kept a quiet, but chaotic beat going.
Then the guitarist screamed "When did the diamonds, leave your bonessssss?" so beautifully, and so much emotion, Annabeth couldn't hold back her squeals. The entire place echoed with shouts and screams of praise as he kept going with the song, people screaming along with him.
And when the song continued, Annabeth couldn't stop looking at the guitarist. That one line had simply been so beautiful, so breathtaking, so full of emotion that she simply couldn't help but marvel at him.
She was shaken out of her reverie when the blonde singer with Thalia's eyes announced at about one in the morning, "okay, guys, we're taking a break since it's been a long ass performance, and, ah…Frank?"
"Don't even go there, Grace," the drummer rumbled in a deep voice, glancing at a dark skinned, frizzy, golden haired girl that blushed at his glance.
Something Grace chuckled into the mike and said, "So, yeah, we're takin a break. Chill, drink, smoke, and we'll be back on before two. Peace," he ended, throwing up a peace sign.
Thals grinned at him as he jumped down from the platform in front of her and Annabeth, and embraced Thalia immediately. "Hey sis!" he yelled, grinning ear to ear.
"THALIA GRACE YOU HAVE A BROTHER AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME?" Annabeth shrieked at her, and Thalia blushed in shame.
"Um…sorry…?" she mumbled, nervously brushing her bangs out her eyes. "I just…I met him kinda recently."
Annabeth sighed in frustration, but quickly smiled and held her hand out to him. "Name's Annabeth."
To her surprise, he embraced her as tightly as Thalia, leaving her quite flustered and red in the face. "Um."
"I'm Jason," he said quite stupidly, grinning from ear to ear still.
Thalia chuckled at her friend. "Yeah…he's a hugger when he's high…"
Annabeth shook her head and chuckled. "Must run in the family then."
Just then, the amazing guitarist jumped down from the platform, landing in front of Annabeth. She kind of squealed involuntarily. Loudly.
He chuckled, a deep, soothing sound that sent a small chill up Annabeth's spine and to the tips of her fingers.
"And that's Percy," said Thals, smirking at him for some reason. "He's my cousin."
Percy glared at Thalia and mumbled, "Perseus. I don't go by Percy anymore, Taly," he said mockingly, smirking as well.
Thalia leapt at him, but, with amazing reflexes, he leapt back as well and Thalia just managed to stumble on her feet a bit.
Chuckling, Percy gestured to a hallway that led to darkness and said, "Shall we go to the band room?"
Jason snickered. "Yeah, cause that's where all your bourbon is, Perseus, right?"
He aimed a punch at his shoulder. "Shut up and go smoke your hippie drug, Chase."
Jason shrugged and disappeared into the hallway.
In a playful gesture, Perseus stuck his elbow out for Annabeth, which made her blush even more. "Shall we, dorkwad?" he said teasingly, grinning like a toddler.
Annabeth looped her arm through his, blushing more than ever, and allowed herself to be led to this "band room."
A/N: So…opinions? Please and thank you c: Also, spread the word about this story, if you are able and willing! I think this may be my best one yet C:
Grassy-ass, Fluffs out *salutes*
