Hope you liked the last chapter!

I'm going to dedicate this chapter to percyjacksonfan135 (again) for being my first reviewer, and for giving me the most reviews! I also dedicate this chapter to barber477, and my friend who only reviewed as a guest.

To percyjackson135: The answer to the question you asked in your last review is: you are 100% correct.

DISCLAIMER: No PJO, HoO or HP characters actually feature in this chapter. Piper McLean, Hazel Levesque, Reyna, Jason Grace, The Lost Hero and The Son of Neptune are owned by Rick Riordan, as is Camp Half-Blood (and its whereabouts).

We walked through the airport in groups: a girls' audition group with a boys'. Jack and Lachlan's group was put with mine and my friends'. Sophie, India, Mickayla, Courtney, Meg and Lachlan talked avidly as we walked. They discussed all sorts of things: the auditions, the possible hotels, possible sightseeing, and everything else that you might talk about when you're in the LA airport for the first time. I was glad to see Mickayla, Courtney and Meg talking; they were usually quite quiet. Jack and I walked in silence, still with the group, listening to the conversation, but not inputting any ideas of our own. We had both been to LA before, so some of the conversation topics at first were a little boring. However, after a while, the topics moved from LA to the auditions, and then to Manhattan. Everyone wanted to explore the two very large cities thoroughly; they were so enthusiastic I didn't know if there'd be enough time to see and do everything everyone wanted to see and do. It might sound crazy, but, apart from the auditions, I was anticipating the walk around Long Island Sound the most. I voiced these thoughts to Jack, and I was surprised with his answer.

"I agree," he said, nodding his head. "I know what you mean about seeing things. I constantly feel like I'm being followed."

"I know - you're always looking back over your shoulder," I told him.

"That obvious huh?" he said. "Anyway, it'd be nice to know I'm not hallucinating. If we can see this place, we'll be able to live our lives knowing we aren't delusional. If we could get in... we'd know that our lives would never be the same again."

We walked in silence for a few minutes after that. I didn't even pay attention to the group's conversation. I was too busy thinking about what Jack had said - what I was thinking about Long Island Sound. I was glad, and extremely anxious. I was glad because it was nice to know that someone out there felt the same way I did. And I was anxious because I kept thinking, What if we don't see it? What if we actually are hallucinating?

I shoved that thought to the back of my mind. After all, you can't audition without a clear head, can you?

"Okay, listening please!" Ms Parkes called out to our two groups. Well, really we were just one big group now.

Our teacher continued, "This is where we will be staying for the next two weeks! Now girls, I noticed there are fourteen of you, so do we have two groups of three girls?"

Our little group of six put up our hands.

"You know who you're with?"

We nodded.

"Good. Mr Pooch, the boys?"

"Okay, guys," Mr Pooch began, "We have three to a room. I have taken your considerations into account, and here are your groups: Isaac, Matthew and Jake, Reagan, Ben and Josh, Kieran, Oliver and Luke, and Daniel, Lachlan and Jack. Choose a room on the left of the hall and unpack!"

"Yes, sir, Mr Slimdog!" the boys chorused, saluting, before marching - yes, marching - down the hallway

Yeah, Mr Pooch was pretty cool. Though the boys never called him that. To them, he was Mr Slimdog - and it was catching on with the girls.

"The same with you girls, but on the right," Ms Parkes called.

We walked towards the door to the rooms, chatting excitedly.

I thumped my bag down on the window bed. Our room consisted of: a single bed by the window, a single bed on the wall by the door, and a bunk bed on the other wall by the door. I had the window bed, obviously. CJ had the wall bed, and Meg was sleeping on the bottom bunk. We'd just finished unpacking the essentials when Soph, Indi and Mickayla walked in.

"Hey girls!" Sophie said excitedly.

"Hey!" the three of us (me, Meg and CJ) replied.

"Whatcha doing?" India asked.

"Nothing," Meg replied.

We sat in silence for a moment. Then, Indi's eyes filled with a mischievous glint. I knew enough about her to instantly be worried.

"What is it?" I asked her tentatively.

"Boys. Prank. I think you get my drift..."

We mimicked her mischievous grin with grins and smirks of our own.

"Okay, someone shut the door," Sophie ordered, switching into her not-often-seen 'business mode.' "Indi, you're the leader. We've got a prank to plan!"

Indi and I snuck around the back of the building we were staying in. We peeked through windows to see if we could recognise any of the boys' things. They were all still at dinner. We had eaten quickly and left the dining hall early, just for this. We both had pillowcases slung over our shoulders. These sacks were full of things for the "BHA-BP" - the Brilliantly Horrifying Against-Boys Prank. We were carrying stink bombs, cans of whipped cream, fake spiders and cobwebs, fake snakes, fake stuffed eagles, and one put-it-together giant, mechanical Chimaera. Don't ask me how Indi got ahold of these things - I don't know myself. She wouldn't tell me, or any of the others.

"Okay, so, who can get the things we need?" I said. "If we have to, we can split the items between us."

"I can get everything," Indi said.

"Everything?" CJ asked incredulously.

"Everything," Indi vowed, nodding.

She wasn't lying, either. Not half an hour had passed after she left, she arrived back with boxes stuffed full of everything we originally asked for, plus more (including the Chimaera).

"How did you get that?" I asked, stunned.

"Don't ask," she replied. "I just did."

"Yes, but how?"

"As I said before, don't ask," she responded, an annoyed tone creeping into her voice. "I can take all of this back, you know."

We didn't ask again.

The boys' room was easy enough to recognise. Daniel's hair gels and moisturizers and colognes smothered the floor. I briefly wondered what the others thought about this, and decided I didn't want to know. As Indi was the smallest, she handed me her sack and slithered through the small gap between the edge of the window pane and the wall. Silly boys - they should have known better than to leave their window open when we were around. Upon infiltrating the boys' bedroom, Indi quietly opened the window all the way so the sacks of 'practical laughter-creator tools', as Indi liked to call them, fitted through. I squeezed the two sacks through the gap, and Indi placed them on the ground silently. Then, I climbed through. I wasn't as nimble as Indi, so she had to stop me from falling flat on my face through the window. After that, it was easy. We set everything up in record time - five minutes for the Chimaera, and another five for everything else. We easily sneaked back out of the window, closing it back to the way it was, and ran back to our room (which we climbed in through the window. Inside our room, we walked back to the dining hall for dessert, claiming we had just been to the bathroom (which was totally believable, as there was only one toilet in the closest bathroom, so the time we took was reasonable), and sat down at our seat, not once showing any signs of having done anything more unusual than going to the bathroom.

The six of us wandered back to our bedroom slowly, chatting about all sorts of things. We all walked in to my bedroom (though it's not just mine) to talk while we waited. We didn't have to wait long. Just twenty seconds after we sat down, we heard screams coming from the boys' room. We laughed silently for two seconds, then stood up and left the room, pretending to be curious, and to have had nothing to do with it, just like everyone else was truthfully behaving. We pulled it off pretty well, I have to say. Though, all six of us were actresses - it was our job to be good at it.

We ran down to the boys' room, only to see Jack staring wide-eyed at the eagles, snakes and spiders, Lachlan attempting to rip the Chimaera to pieces, and Daniel... I didn't know why he was screaming. I found out pretty soon though.

"My hair gels!" he cried. "My moisturizers, my colognes... they're all GONE!"

Onlookers (including us), couldn't help but laugh. Yeah, Indi and I had hidden all of his beauty were all still in the room, and I could see most of them from where I was standing, but Daniel was too blinded by his 'catastrophe' to notice. The other five girls and I exchanged glances, before splitting up to help the boys. CJ and Meg were helping Jack by picking up all the fake creatures and throwing them out the window. Indi and Mickayla were dragging Daniel around the room, helping him 'find' his beauty products. In that short glance, we'd decided that Indi and I should split up to help find things (meaning the products and the switch to the Chimaera), since we were the only two who knew where everything was. Sophie and I searched the automaton Chimaera's body for the switch. At least, Sophie searched. I just pretended to - I already knew where it was. After a little bit of 'searching', I 'found' the switch and turned the Chimaera off. Indi and Mickayla had managed to round up everything belonging to Daniel, who was clutching it tightly (though I had no idea how he managed to carry it all), and CJ and Meg had gotten rid of the invading animals. Then we went to bed. Not really. It took a while for everyone to calm down and stop laughing, and after that, we got into our pajamas, had hot chocolate, brushed our teeth and then went to bed.

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