A/N: Hello fanfictioners! This is chapter five of my fanfic. Sorry it's been taking so long to get this done, but since I'm out of school I'll have more chaps more often. Enough from me on with the story!

Disclaimer: This is getting annoying, but since I don't want to be sued I suppose I have to do this… I don't own PJO. I do, however, own David Aubrey, Lily Rose, Michael Coors, and any other OCs in this story.

Disclaimer For Viva La Vida: I DO NOT OWN THE VIVA LA VIDA! IT IS OWNED BY COLDPLAY! NOT ME! I JUST NEEDED TO USE THE SONG BECAUSE I CAN'T WRITE A SONG TO SAVE MY LIFE. ONCE AGAIN, I DO NOT DO NOT DONOT DO NOT OWN THE SONG VIVA LA VIDA! NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED!

Chapter 5

Lily Rose's POV

"Honestly, if I have to spend one more day listening to David whine about having to do actual manual labor, I might have to be committed to the insane asylum." I say to Michael as I walk into my cabin.

"Oh, please," he says, "You are in mad love with him, you just refuse to admit it."

What! I say in my mind, this is sooo not true! At least I hope not…I mean, he is kinda cute… "I am not in mad love with David… I don't even remotely like him! And why are you going through my closet? Boys and girls aren't even supposed to be in the cabins together alone."

"Jeez, calm down!" Michael says, "I'm in your closet because you and your clothes need a makeover; and I don't think Chiron or Mr. D is gonna freak if they find out I'm in here with you because I'm your best friend, and yeah, I love you girl, but as a sister and they know that."

I roll my eyes, and say "Whatever, I have to go pick up the brat of brats for his archery lesson."

Michael sighs, "One day you will see, you two are meant to be… ooo that rhymes! I should go into poetry!"

"Please don't" I say as I walk out.

"Dream-crusher!" I here Michael yell jokingly after me.

….

A few minutes later I'm in an empty Apollo cabin looking for David, when I hear music coming from somewhere below the cabin. I listen and follow the sound to a door so well camouflaged into the wall I didn't see it at first. I find the knob and open to reveal a gray staircase, the music is louder now. As I walk down the music gets louder and louder, then the staircase ends to expose a huge white room, with a black grand piano, and sitting at that grand piano is David Aubrey.

As he's playing there's a golden wispy light radiating off of him… and this is really odd, there are other instruments playing… but there is only a piano in the room.

Now he's singing.

I used to rule the world

Seas would rise when I said the word

Now in the morning I sleep alone

Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice

Feel the fear in my enemies' eyes

Listen as the crowd would sing

"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key

Next the walls were closed on me

And I discovered my castles stand

Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells ringing

Roman Cavalry Choirs are singing

Be my mirror my sword my shield

My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain

Once you go there was never

Never an honest word

But that was when I ruled the world

It was a wicked and wild wind

Blew down the doors and let me in

Shattered windows and the sound of drums

People couldn't believe what I've become

Revolutionaries wait

For my head on silver plate

Just like a puppet on a lonely string

Oh, who would ever want to be king…

His real voice is so much different than his stage voice; its smoother… almost raspy, but in a really cool way… and there's that golden light surrounding him, its like an aura that you can see… it's really odd… and then there were the other instruments playing…

David turns and sees me and jumps away from the piano startled.

"When did you get here?" he shouts, "How did you even find this cellar?"

This is a new side of David Aubrey; he always acts like he's too cool to portray any emotion. This (not that I wanted to scare him) makes him more… real.

"I found it when I came to look for you and I heard music, so I followed the sound." I answer, "You sounded amazing. Why don't you sing that way all the time?"

He just shrugs, "It's just not me, although I did consider changing my sound…"

"You should," I say, "You would sound better than you already do."

David raises one eyebrow, a slow smile creeps across his mouth, and he walks closer to me, "Better?" he says, "That implies that you think I was at least good… which means you actually like my music."

How does he get all of that from one word?

"Yes," I reply, "I do like your music, I just don't like the way you act sometimes. No offense, but you're kinda conceited."

David walks closer to me until we're less than a foot apart. "I'm not like that all the time." He says.

I'm melting inside. David Aubrey's golden amber gorgeous eyes are melting me. "How do I know you're not like that, if it's the only thing I see?" I ask.

"How about I pick you up from your cabin at 8:00 and take you away from the camp for a little bit and show you how I really am?" David says.

"Did you just ask me out?" I ask.

David smiles and says, "I think you know the answer." Then he walks out.

I don't know if it's good or bad that I have a crush on a guy that I would never peg as my type… if I even have a type.

Romance sucks.

A/N: Thanks for reading! New chaps coming soon. Review please! I need some reviews! No flames please. This is my first fanfic.

Once again I DO NOT own the song Viva La Vida. No copyright infringement intended.

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