A/N: Sorry about not posting for a while, I moved into a new apartment and the last tenants stole the cable modem soooo I had no internet. Good to be back though! I am also glad that some people took interest in this story. I am a high ranking band nerd so I like to pretend to know what I am doing…..anyway! TIME FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!

Annabeth POV:

Moving to New York is such a pain. I used to have my own soundproof room where I could practice my flute/piccolo/etc. without my step-mother bothering me. Here, though, I play one note and she tells me I can't practice at all! I got so mad; I had my dad take me to the YMCA. I did need to practice, but I also really wanted to be out of that house for a while. I was so close to freshman camp of my new marching band, but it still wasn't close enough. Music is my passion, my talent, my life. If I couldn't play, I don't know what I would do.

I got a message from the Drum Major, Luke, last night. He seemed pretty confident, but that isn't always a good thing. You have to always have a plan, my mother always said, that is, before she died. After that my dad remarried, and had twins. My step-mother hates me, but it's ok, the feeling's mutual. Back to band: after I listened to the message we got another call, this time it was from the woodwind captain: Juniper Green. She seemed very nice and apparently she and her boyfriend, Grover Underwood, were co-captains. That seems like it would be cool, but I hope it doesn't affect their effectiveness as captains. She told me about freshman camp and how much fun I was going to have. I am seriously excited, but I have to make it to tomorrow.

When we finally got to the YMCA my dad tried to talk to me, but I didn't let him, "Bye dad! I'll call you when I'm ready to go!" And I jumped out of the car. I almost ran into the door, but someone ended up holding it for me. I shouted, "Thanks!" I didn't get a good look at him, but he looked cute. His mouth was hanging open, in a cute sort of way; make tells me he thought I was stunning. Interesting, but he is overreacting a bit. I'm not the prettiest girl in school, so I brush a lot of people off. I'm a new freshman and I know how a lot of older guys are when freshmen girls. I'm not going to be one of those high school sluts. I was almost all the way past him, when I heard him say, "Don't mention it." I smirked and ran to a private room to practice.

Check out this line break. His name is Steve. He is going to send you a day in the future. :D

Percy POV:

Finally! Band camp is here! Well, freshman camp, but still. I get there and I automatically saw Jason and Thalia and I jumped out of the car. "Bye Mom!" I ran over to them and they almost were surprised, almost.

"Perce! Glad you're here. You need to settle this: what's the best instrument in the band?

"Trumpet of course!" Percy replies while giving Jason a high five. "So that's 2-1-1. Trumpet's win again!" Jason dances a little bit, looking like an idiot. All the sudden they hear a whistle and everyone stops what they were doing.

"Alright line up in your section Flutes and Piccolos in the front going down the woodwinds. Then Trumpets start here and so on back. Time to work! LET'S GO!" It was Luke obviously. He was standing on the far side of the field. He was tall, blond haired, blue eyed, etc. One of those "I'm hot and I know it" guys. The one thing that was different about him was his face. There was a scar that went from right under his eye to the top of his lip that ruined the image and made him look slightly terrifying. Standing next to him were 4 other people: Beckendorf, Grover and Juniper, and another person who I didn't recognize. Beckendorf was easy to pick out. He was a huge African American guy with massive hands and muscles. He looked like he could bench press 3 sousas with no problem. Grover was almost the opposite, but I had known him since elementary school so I knew otherwise. He was short, scrawny with red, curly hair. He took pain medication so he could walk, but even so, band was hard for him. He put in more effort than anyone ever has, and people appreciate him for it. Juniper, his girlfriend, was slightly taller than him. She also had red hair, but she had a green tint at the bottom where she had dyed it last year. She is sweet, but you don't want to mess with her. Now this last girl was shorter than Beckendorf, but taller than Grover and Juniper, she had blond hair and blue eyes, but her eyes looked much kinder than Luke's. I suddenly realized that there were still 2 more people behind them: a short fat man with a loud Hawaiian shirt and a diet coke. The other one was in a wheelchair and looked as if he had been teaching forever and still loved it. He looked a lot happier to be here than the Hawaiian shirt guy.

"Welcome to the Goode Marching Band," the Hawaiian shirt guy said, "This is freshman camp. My name is Mr. D and now I will turn it over the assistant band director: Chiron." He walks away in silence. Well that was weird. The other guy, Chiron, started talking, "Welcome to the band. Now we are going to learn some fundamentals so everybody get ready. Stand up, but don't lock your knees." As he said that, a baritone player passes out. He sighs, "Beckendorf, can you take him to the medical tent?" As they walk away, we start to learn about marching, marking time, how to do a correct slide, and everything we need to march in the band. There was only one person who fell out after the first one, and he was run over by a tuba. Suddenly it was 5pm. We had literally been practicing for 8 hours! I loved every minute it, but when it was over, I was way tired.

"Well done everyone. You guys are one of the best freshman classes I have seen in a while. Now I want you to introduce yourselves before we leave. We will start with the Piccolos. How about you miss" I turned to look at the first person about to talk, and my mouth dropped open again. How had I not seen her before?

"Hi my name is Annabeth." She said….

A/N: MWAHAHAHAHA Another Cliffhanger :D I love this. I want to thank everyone who liked, favorited, or gave me a review! I hope that more people review and like my fic.

PERCABETH FOREVER!