Chapter threeeee! Yay! Luckily this isn't taking long to edit since I kinda prewrote it and stuff. Trying to keep it real, not too cheesy, not too Mary Sue, not too boring. Hope you're liking it so far!

I don't own PJO.

Jake POV

I'm freaking out.

The most gorgeous girl in the WORLD just walked into our classroom, plopped down at a normal desk and started chatting it up with my best friends.

And she said hi to me.

And then in some spur of madness I decide to talk to her during class.

And in another spur of madness, she responded. Like a completely normal person.

Well I just know Luke's gonna love this.

The bell rang, signaling the end of first period, and I got up, grabbing my black backpack. I snuck a quick glance over at Thalia and she was talking to Mikoto, prepared to go.

There's been a lot of madness going around today.

I walked up to her and said "Hey, what class do you have next?"

She turned over to me, and replied "Art with Blake. You?"

I grinned. Yes! "Same."

Thalia turned to Mikoto. "Where's the art room?"

Mikoto replied "By the library."

"Where's that?"

Mikoto sighed. "If you'd paid attention to the orientation they gave us you'd know."

Thalia groaned. "Can you take me?"

Mikoto zipped up her dark purple backpack. "I have history next. That's far from the art room."

"Aw! Now what?" Thalia asked.

Mikoto sighed, throwing her bag over one shoulder. "If I let you go alone you'll get lost. If I go with you I'll be late." she pondered thoughtfully.

"So?" Thalia stomped impatiently.

Mikoto sighed again and turned to me with a pleading look. "Hey Jake do you mind taking her? I don't want to be late on my first day."

I jumped. "Oh, sure no prob. I'm in her class after all."

Mikoto smiled gratefully at me. "Thanks a lot. You don't know how much time you just saved me."

She's really pretty too. But this is Mikoto Akiyama. No surprise there.

Well now that I've met her, I see why people are so crazy about her. It's hard to NOT look at her, even though she's probably one of the quietest people on the planet.

"Well I'll see the two of you later. Don't scare him Thals. Please try to understand her odd behavior Jake. Bye." she walked out the door, all remaining eyes glued to her.

I coughed slightly. "Shall we go?" I grinned, slightly nervous, at her.

Why am I so nervous?

She grinned back. "Yeah let's go."

"So this is the artroom huh? I never would've found it." Thalia mused, looking at the door in wonder.

I shifted uncomfortably. "Really? Maybe eventually."

People were staring/glaring/gaping at us/me/her and she didn't seem to notice at all.

"Eh, maybe. Probably not. So where do we sit?" she asked, grandly flinging the (rather heavy) door open effortlessly, almost flattening a poor kid against the wall.

I followed her in. "We?" I murmured quietly.

She heard me and scowled. "Yes we. You're my tour guide, remember? Wouldn't it be rude to just ditch me like that?"

I blushed slightly, glad for my tanned skin. "Yeah, sorry."

She humphed. "Fine fine, if I'm bothering you I'll sit somewhere else." she said, rolling her eyes at me.

I shifted. "Oh no, you can sit with me. If you want, that is. I sit over there." I led her to my table and sat down. She sat down across from me.

"So who else sits here?" she asked, gesturing to the two empty seats next to us.

I put my stuff under the table and replied "A guy named Luke and another guy named Nico. Only four to a table."

She put her stuff under the table too and asked "Who sits here?"

I answered "You, I guess. It was just us three before."

She nodded. Just as she was about to say something, my best friend Luke Castellan walked in.

"AAAHHHH!" Thalia yelled, standing up and pointing at him.

"WHHAAAT?" Luke yelled back, startled.

"IT'S THE MORON!" Thalia yelled.

"THALIA!" Luke screamed, then proceeded to jump over the low art table and hug her.

"So you know him too huh?" I asked.

She nodded happily. "This kid was like, my best friend in middle school."

Luke grinned. "Yeah, till you went off and got famous with Mikoto Akiyama." he teased.

She scoffed at him. "Oh really? If I recall correctly, YOU transferred out first."

He raised his hands. "Hey, I was planning on coming back and I found out YOU ditched us."

Thalia rolled her eyes. "Whatever."

Luke sat down next to me. "So where's DiAngelo? He's usually pretty early."

I shrugged. "Guess he's running late."

Just then, the door opened and a black haired guy walked in.

"Speak of the devil." Luke grinned at Nico. Nico rolled his eyes. "Shut it Castellan."

He then noticed Thalia and stopped short. "Umm…"

I stretched. "Oh, Nico this is Thalia. Thalia, this is Nico."

Thalia waved cheerily at him. "Sup?"

His pale face turned red and he mumbled a greeting before hastily sitting down and taking a long time to put his things under the table.

Thalia didn't seem to notice anything and went on with her fidgeting and pencil tapping, her eyes flitting around the room curiously. Luke was snickering under his breath and I tried to balance a pencil on my finger.

Looks like Nicko has a crush…

Just when I got the pencil to stay, a puff of wind came from across me and knocked it over.

"Nooo!" I cried softly and looked up. Thalia was grinning smugly at me with her head resting on her hand.

I sighed and grinned slightly at her. She was really down to earth for one of the biggest celebrities in the world.

Or she was just oblivious and rather open.

Which was probably true.

"Alright class, get your drawings out and continue. Mr. Collins, I expect you and your tablemates to guide our new student through the project." the teacher directed me.

"Yes sir." Luke responded and got out his drawing. Mr. Blake nodded and walked away.

We got her started somehow, and resumed with our own, talking and joking like we usually did, except with Thalia this time. Strangely, having a girl like her around made our conversations and antics more fun. Except Nico was sitting as far away from Thalia as he could. But he managed to stutter answers when she talked to him.

Then Luke started flinging colored pencils at her ninja style and a ninja war ensued between the two of them. Luke was a terrible ninja. Thalia has scarily accurate aim and throw, she managed to throw them like javelins, piercing his arms and face on some occasions.

In the end, Luke lost.

THALIA'S POV

"So you're taking Chinese then right?" I asked Mikoto. She nodded.

"Yeah. See you at lunch." I nodded and headed to my fourth period class, Italian.

I found my way fairly easily to the classroom and sat down. So far, no one I knew. I took an empty seat in the back corner by the window. Since I was early, I just stared out the window and zoned out.

"Hey." a male voice shattered my little window of dreams. I turned to see Jake.

"Oh hi!" I grinned at him. He smiled and sat at the desk next to me.

"Didn't tell me you were taking Italian." he said with a small grin.

I shrugged. "They only let me in cuz I know enough to sustain an A in this class."

He shrugged his broad shoulders. "Anything goes I guess. You know Nico, from our art class, is in this class too. Guess he's running late."

I nodded. "Yeah I know him."

Jake nodded and started searching for a pencil.

I snuck a glance at him. He was taking out what seemed to be homework from his binder.

I turned away and stared out the window. This looks like it'll be interesting.

"Yes! Lunch time!" Percy whooped as we walked down the hallway. He'd come to pick me up from Italian like he promised and take me to lunch with the rest of our friends.

"So let's pick up Miko yeah? Annabeth and Jake said they'd meet us there." He said.

"Cool." I replied with a grin.

Percy suddenly stopped. "Ah, isn't that her locker?" he asked hesitantly.

I looked up to see what he was talking about.

Mikoto was standing by her locker getting out books surrounded by a mob of people, girls and boys alike.

"Mikoto! Want to have lunch with us?" screeched a mob of annoying sounding girls that I heard were the school's "popular group"

"Ahhh… I already have, um, plans for lunch…" she responded somewhat nervously.

They continued, fawning over the poor extremely shy girl who looked very uncomfortable and ready to cry around this point.

I stepped forward with a sigh. "Alright alright! Break it up, let's go Koto."

Bad idea.

Mikoto elbowed my ribs, suddenly irritated.

The screaming erupted again.

"THALIA! YOU CAN HAVE LUNCH WITH US TOO!" the annoying girls screamed.

"THALIA! PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME!" some guys screamed.

"MIKOTO GO OUT WITH ME!"

I inwardly slapped myself. This was so stupid, it was like a fanfiction or tv show where the famous person goes to a public school and gets mobbed by everyone in the school. So typical, and yet I fell for it.

That actually sounds pretty familiar…

Our backs were pressed into the lockers at this point. I grabbed Mikoto's wrist nervously. She gave me a panicked look, because if it didn't involve running for set life, I was usually the one to get us out of these kinds of situations.

But I had nothing.

Just when I thought it was over for us, a hand grabbed mine and pulled. Hard.

I lurched forward, taking Mikoto with me. I plowed through masses of students, dragging Mikoto somewhere behind me.

I was finally pulled out of the crowd, then I tripped and lost my grip on Mikoto's wrist.

As I tripped, I think I threw Mikoto into some other poor soul who was passing by and I fell face first into something quite hard.

And it wasn't the floor.

Cuz it was warm.

I groaned. "Oww…" then realized I wasn't on the ground.

My face was in Jake's chest.

He apparently had the misfortune of catching me when I fell

Haha, pun totally intended.

I looked up at him with wide eyes. "Sorry!" was all I could manage. The rest of me was working on holding down that stupid blush from rising to my cheeks.

He grinned. "Not your fault, guess Perce threw too hard." he gestures to his brother, helping me stand upright.

Percy grinned sheepishly at me. "Sorry!"

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. Find Miko and take us to lunch." I grumbled to Percy.

The other half of what was apparently the mean half of the "popular" girls looked over jealously. I heard whispers as we walked pass them.

"Don't tell me she's into Jake!"

"Don't tell me he's into HER!"

I rolled my eyes. Honestly people, I met the guy a few hours ago and it's only my first day!

Public school people are weird…

Well it was nice to know they weren't affected in the least by the whole "awkwardly famous" situation.

It felt kinda nice.

We went to retrieve Mikoto, who had slammed rather painfully into a guy in my art class. I don't remember his name though. She was sitting on the ground groaning. He was also sitting on the ground groaning.

"Owww…" he groaned, rubbing his head.

"Owww…" she groaned, rubbing her head.

He shook his head and got up, offering her a hand, which she accepted, surprisingly enough.

"Sorry." She grinned ruefully at him. He smiled easily at her and nodded.

"No worries." He replied breezily. He looked Asian, with spiky black hair, a black v-neck t-shirt, tan cargo shirts, and sandals with black baseball socks. His eyes were chocolately brown, and he stood a few inches over her. He looked fit, and athletic. He was actually pretty hot.

Hmm… maybe Mikoto agrees with me…

He helped her up, and noticed us. He smiled and waved. Percy enthusiastically waved back. The guy grinned at him and nodded. Jake laughed. I looked on amusedly. Instant friendship.

He handed Mikoto her books, which she gladly accepted. "I'm Jordan." He said as she took them.

She looked at him. "I'm Mikoto." She said, stacking her stuff in order.

"I'm Percy!" Percy chirped happily. I rolled my eyes and smacked him. Jake nudged him

Jordan laughed and held out his hand to Percy. "What's going on bro?" He said, as Percy took his hand, grinning like a maniac.

Percy laughed. "Food man! It's the food!" he replied. Jordan laughed.

"It's true. Well I gotta go. Bye guys." Jordan said, and waved at Mikoto. She smiled slightly, and waved back. He turned and left.

"He's cool. I like him!" Percy declared, taking Mikoto's hand. They had the whole "extremely close siblings" thing going on, so don't get the wrong idea. Whenever Percy had Annabeth problems, he always ran to Mikoto for help. They were really close for some reason.

"So, lunch?" Jake asked us. We all nodded. "Yeah, let's go."

The cafeteria was quite busy.

Once we walked in, the whole place turned to stare. I'm used to it, to a certain extent, but this was quite discerning.

"Ignore them." Mikoto murmured in my ear as we quickly walked past everyone. I swallowed and nodded.

"We usually sit in the corner over there." Percy pointed. I looked over and saw Annabeth, Piper, Luke, and everyone else.

"Awesome." Mikoto said. As we approached, they looked up. There were a few people I didn't know.

"Look who's here!" Luke yelled. The whole table smiled and waved.

"Got room for two more?" I laughed. Annabeth turned and made a few gestures, and everyone shuffled around.

"Sit." She said, grinning. We sat. I sat across from Mikoto, next to Piper and Percy. She sat between Annabeth and another girl I didn't know.

The girl waved. "Hi." She smiled. Mikoto grinned. "Hey. I haven't seen you yet have I?" She asked.

The girl laughed. "No. I'm Bianca, Nico's sister." She said. I looked over. "Nico has a sister? Since when?" I asked confusedly. Bianca laughed.

"Where's Jason?" She asked me. I shrugged. I liked her. I sensed a fast friendship approaching. No formalities, very casual. My kind of girl.

We started to exchange embarrassing stories about each other. Bianca told us about the time Nico rode his bike into an old man's garbage can and almost got beat by the guy. Annabeth told us about the time Percy blew up the aquarium on a school trip, and was expelled from that school (this embarrassed him greatly). Piper told us about her friend Leo who was literally thrown in the trash can by some girl he was hitting on.

"Thalia, got anything good?" Percy asked. I thought, and a smile crept across my face.

"One time, in middle school there was this guy who pretty much stalked Mikoto." I said, sending her a sly glance. She looked at me, realized what I was talking about, and blushed a light pink.

"Oh, was that Griffin?" Annabeth asked, laughing. I nodded. Percy cracked up. "I remember him!" He said.

"Griffin? I don't know this, come on tell it!" Piper said. Bianca nodded and leaned forward.

"Okay, so one time he followed her to the bathroom and just waited there until she came out. And when she did, he had toilet paper but she walked by him too fast for him to say anything, so he followed her to her next class with a roll of toilet paper, then when she got to the class he went in and gave her toilet paper in front of the teacher and the class." I snickered, remembering the look of horror on Mokoto's face when that happened.

Bianca burst out laughing. "What did the teacher do?" Piper asked.

I snickered. "Nothing. The poor woman was so shocked, and after he left she went up to Mikoto and was like "it's okay honey, this period will pass." I imitated the teacher's nasally voice. Piper cracked up.

Mikoto had her face down on the table. "That was so embarrassing." She groaned miserably. Bianca laughed, and slung an arm around her shoulders.

"Did he do that a lot?" She asked, still laughing.

"No, that was one time." I answered.

"But he was so creepy. He wasn't that bad looking, but he was just so creepy we couldn't take him seriously." Annabeth said. Percy nodded.

"Oh, and he'd always just appear that random times." I remembered.

"We had study hall together right? And he was there too." Annabeth said.

"Yeah, and he'd stare at Mikoto so much till she got so scared, she literally ran away." I laughed.

Luke overheard and bust out laughing. "Oh, was that Griffin?" He asked chortling. I nodded.

Jake looked over. "Is he the creepy guy you guys always talk about from middle school? The one who stalked Mikoto?" He asked with a grin. Annabeth nodded, still laughing.

"Oh Thals, tell them about Valentines day, 8th grade." she snickered. I laughed.

"Tell tell tell!" Bianca laughed. She's really pretty, Nico looks a lot like her.

I held up a hand. The whole table was listening at this point. "Okay, so in 8th grade, Mikoto's second year here, Griffin was totally obsessed with her right?" They nodded.

"And on that Valentines day, he sent her a card with a scary looking dog on it. She didn't know who it was from, since she got quite a few Valentines that year." I looked over at Mikoto. She looked about ready to die.

"Oh yeah, like every guy in the grade sent her one." Percy laughed.

"And there was this, like huge mountain of stuff in her locker." Annabeth remembered with a smile.

"Yeah, we ate all the chocolate remember?" Percy said. The whole table laughed.

"And you gave the flowers to Will." Mikoto raised an eyebrow at Percy, who grinned and blew a kiss down the table to Will. The blonde boy grinned jokingly, and grabbed it, pressing it to his lips.

"Anyways, there were all these cards and she kinda had to read them right? But she didn't want to, and she left them all in her locker and walked away with the reddest face possible. So Mikoto goes to class, and there's one card on her desk. So she decides to open it. She opens it and it says "I want to lick your belly button" on it, in the neatest script I have ever seen in my life, and it was signed by Griffin. She looks up and sees Griffin sitting across the room with the freakiest smile ever." I said grinning. Mikoto's face was back down on the table. Bianca's arm was still around her shoulders as she laughed with the rest of us.

Luke groaned. "I missed that?" He said mournfully. Connor Stoll shrugged, and patted his cousin's back.

Mikoto groaned. "That was horrible…" she muttered. Bianca patted her back soothingly as she snickered.

"And Mikoto obviously freaked out and ran out of the class screaming." I continued, causing another bout of laughter/groaning from everyone/Miss. Akiyama.

Suddenly the bell rang, signifying the end of lunch. We all got up and went to our respective classes.

"That wasn't too bad right?" I asked Mikoto. Her head was down.

"Not till the end it wasn't." She groaned. I laughed and slung an arm around her shoulder as we walked to our next class, Performing Music.

STILL THALIA'S POV

"This is a nice room." Was the first thing that came out of my mouth as we walked in the large classroom. The walls were black, with red and white trim and a grey carpet with little dots of color mingled in. There were upright pianos in one branching room, a room branching off it with drumsets, and a small stage with a keyboard, drumset, electric guitar, bass guitar, and amps. Perfect band setup.

I looked around. There were guitars hanging on the walls, and amps everywhere. There was more advanced technology by the stage, and a teachers podium thing. Kids were sitting around talking, and the quiet squeals started as we walked in. We were too preoccupied to care though.

I saw Bianca and Rachel, a girl at our lunch table sitting in a corner. I nudged Mikoto and we walked over.

"Hey." Mikoto said. They turned and grinned. "Hey there!" Bianca grinned at us.

"Can we sit here?" I asked. They both nodded. "Hey, you're Rachel right?" I asked the redhead. She nodded happily. "I can't believe you guys are actually here!" She said with a huge grin. Bianca grinned at us and put an arm around Rachel's shoulders.

"We're kind of huge fans." She said sheepishly.

Mikoto and I smiled.
"Always good to hear. Looks like you'll be stuck with us here for a while." I said cheekily. They laughed.

The door opened, and a guy with short brown hair walked in. He was obviously the teacher, but he was on the younger side.

"Alright kiddos, sit!" He yelled, putting his stuff on the podium. Everyone quickly scrambled to the seats in front of his thingy. We did the same.

"Okay, new week, new assignment, and new students." He nodded at us. I waved, Mikoto nodded. The whole class turned to stare again. The teacher smiled at us.

"Wanna introduce yourselves?" He asked. We both shrugged. "What should we say?" Mikoto asked.

He shrugged. "Um, name, age, birthday, what else?" He said thoughtfully, then snapped his fingers.

"I know! Add your heritage, instrument of choice, favorite musical artist, favorite sport, and favorite vegetable." He grinned. The class giggled softly.

I nodded "Okay. You wanna go first?" I asked Mikoto.

She shrugged. "Fine by me."

"Oh, and please stand." The teacher added. I inwardly groaned.

Mikoto stood up and said. "Um, I'm Mikoto Akiyama, I'm 17 years old, born February 12th, um I'm Chinese/Japanese, what else?" She glanced helplessly at the teacher who grinned.

"Instrument of choice, favorite musical artist, favorite sport, and favorite vegetable." He said.

She shook her head and smiled. "Okay, I like the piano I guess." She looked at me. I shrugged and nodded.

She continued "I don't have a favorite artist, I like running, and my favorite vegetable, I guess carrots?" She finished questioningly, looking at the teacher. He nodded, smiling and gestured for her to sit. The class clapped.

"Alright, nice to meet you Miss Akiyama. Next?" They looked at me expectantly. I stood up and looked around.

"I'm Thalia Grace, I'm 17 years old, my birthday is December 22nd, I'm Greek from my dad and Italian from my mom, instrument of choice would be throat I guess." I grinned sheepishly at the teacher who laughed.

"I like Green Day a lot. I don't really have a favorite sport." I said, looking at the teacher who shrugged and waved his hand.

"Her favorite sport is anything that involves violence." Mikoto muttered from besides me. I glared at her as the class laughed.

"And I guess I'd pick cucumbers as a favorite vegetable." I finished, and sat down. The class clapped again and the teacher smiled.

"Nice to meet you Miss Grace. I'm Mr. Adams, I'll be your Performing music teacher from now to the end of the year." He smiled. We grinned back and nodded.

"Now, the way I run my class is quite simple. I assign something that requires your creativity and musical skills. Don't worry, my class is pretty fun if you're a serious musician." He grinned. "What I do is every week, or maybe a little more, I put an assignment up on the board. I'll give a lesson on what you have to do, which usually only takes 15 of our 53 minutes together, and you will spend the rest of the week completing this assignment. Sometimes you'll be able to work with each other. Sometimes it'll be a solo assignment. See that chart over there?" He pointed to a wall with charts on it. We nodded.

"Each chart is a different class. You put your name on the chart under everything on there you can do. Like if you can play guitar, you put your name under guitar. If you write songs, you put your name under composer. If you arrange songs, you go under arranger. You can put your name under as many of those you like." He said. I grinned and nudged Mikoto. We shared a grin. This class is pretty cool.

Mr. Adams continued "Everything in here is at your convenience. You can any of the musical equipment to complete the assignment, and I'm sure you'll be careful." He looked at us pointedly. We nodded.

"If you can't use the equipment, don't. Let someone who knows how do it. Or ask me and I'll be happy to teach you. And at the end of each week, you'll perform what you conjured up in front of the class. Kapeesh?" He asked. We both said "yeah!" and he nodded happily.

"Now class, this week's assignment is composing. Again. You can work with one other person this week, ONE! I already went over this lesson so get to work!" He waved his hand, and everyone scattered out. He gestured for us to come to him, and we complied.

"Girls, if you don't mind filling out your spots on the chart." He handed us sharpies. I wrote my name under singing and guitar. Mikoto was teaching me bit by bit. She herself wrote her name under everything. Mr. Adams looked on and nodded, satisfied.

"Good good good, now let me just give you a brief introduction to this topic. We've done this one quite a bit, it's good practice. Now, you can work by yourself or with one other person this week, and what you do is you basically write an original song and perform it by the end of this week." He said. We nodded.

He continued "You can use any instrument you'd like, including recorded tracks but if you use actual instruments you get brownies on Friday." He grinned. I felt a grin creep over my lips.

"Also, keep in mind that if you use real instruments, you only have two people so that limits your choice. Choose wisely." He said. We nodded again.

"If you're stuck in the writing, you may consult others but no plagiarism of course." He said. "We take plagiarism very seriously here, so don't do it. Although I'm sure you two are very well versed in this kind of stuff." He looked at Mikoto pointedly, who nodded

"Now get to work!" He said with a smile, and sat down at his podium. We grinned. "Wanna work together?" I asked Mikoto. She nodded.

"Let's see, an original song huh? I've got just the thing." She grinned, and headed towards the piano room. As we walked in, we noticed iPads by each one.

"This is amazing. They really do take music seriously." I said. She nodded, and sat down at a black Yamaha upright. There were a few others in the room, and they quickly turned to stare. Mikoto grabbed the iPad and hastily typed some stuff down, and handed it to me.

"Remember this song?" She asked with a grin. I scanned the lyrics and nodded. "Didn't you just write this for the new album?" I asked. "You showed me yesterday."

She nodded. "Yeah, we can use it for both. It's only half done anyways." I nodded. "You'll do an acoustic version then?" I asked. Mikoto nodded and played a few notes.

"Um, excuse me." A girl said. She was sitting with a boy. We looked over.

"What's up?" Mikoto asked with a grin.

"Are you really Thalia Grace and Mikoto Akiyama?" she asked. I chuckled.

"Yeah, we are. Don't ask why we're in public school, it's a long story that involves lots of lawyers, many phone calls, and many bodyguards." I said.

"Oh, well in that case I won't ask you anything." she smiled sheepishly.

Mikoto laughed. "Thanks. So did you need something?" she asked.

"Um, did you say you were writing a new album?" the girl asked shyly. We grinned hugely.

"Yes we are!" I said, hi-fiving Mikoto.

"Our second album is halfway done!" Mikoto grinned happily.

She smiled. "That's great! Did you guys write all the songs again?" She asked.

Mikoto nodded. "Both our albums are 100% written by us and no one else." She confirmed. I nodded.

The girl grinned. "That's great!"

"Did you like Ocean Eyes?" I asked. Ocean Eyes was the name of our first album.

She nodded. "I loved it. It was so good. Every song. Right Mitchel?" She nudged the guy who nodded.

"And the album cover was amazing too. You guys have really cool eyes!" The girl gushed. Mitchell rolled his eyes.

I grinned. The cover of the last one was a really close up shot of my left eye and Mikoto's right eye. They put them side by side to make that cool thing where it's two different eyes but one face, and it was half my face and half her face, if you can imagine that. The background was plain white and Ocean was written over my eye, and Eyes was written over Miko's eye. It was pretty cool.

"Are you guys working together?" I asked.

They nodded. "We're trying to write a song." Mitchell said sheepishly.

I nodded. "Well best of luck! You can ask us for help if you want." I said. Mikoto nodded, agreeing as she played the intro she just came up with for our song.

They smiled. "Thanks! You too, although I don't think you'll need it." The girl said. "I'm Lacey by the way."

I grinned and held out a hand. "Thalia." I said. She smiled and shook my hand.

Mikoto followed my gesture. "I'm Mikoto." She said, shaking Lacey's hand.

We spent the rest of the period in that room at the piano and on the stool trying out our new acoustic version of the song.

STILL THALIA'S POV

History was boring. As the time passed, I sat with Will Solace, who was also in my music class. Apparently he knew Mikoto from Chinese class. We chatted, and he walked with me to the last class, AP Bio. Yes I got in an AP class! I'm good at science! We found Mikoto and sat down. Will introduced us to some of his friends. I met Lee Fletcher, Charles Beckendorf, and Michael Yew. They were cool.

The day ended quickly, with Mikoto blowing up a beaker with a flame because the beaker had some flammable material from being poorly washed by the last kid who used it. She freaked out, and caught the attention of every kid on the class. Not that it was anything new. She was panicking and quite embarrassed. I sat there with Will and my new friends Lee, Beckendorf, and Mike, and laughed at her misfortune that came up way too often. Will eventually helped her clean the glass, and she smacked me when she was done.

Then we went home, generally happy with our first day of school.