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"I've come this far, but even so
It could be yes, it could be no,"
~I Hope I Get It, A Chorus Line
A loud beep and then the familiar talking of Scott and Todd In The Morning! shakes Annabeth Chase awake. Flinching, she shakes herself awake and takes a breath, realizing what today is. First day. She jumps in the shower, messy blond locks flying behind her in a rush to earn hot water.
Fifteen minutes later, Annabeth blow-dries her hair, and slips on a pin-striped skirt, a floral silk blouse, a skinny brown belt, and shimmery gold shoes, and jogs into the kitchen.
….
A simple vibration makes Reyna Rosario's eyes snap open from her nightmares and blink the sleep from out of her eyes. Pursing her lips when she remembers that today is the first day of school, she tumbles into her usual stretching routine.
Reyna smirks while brushing her hair, knowing she took a shower last night and wouldn't have to go through the struggle of shower time. She twists her hair into her usual braid and puts on a purple lined blouse with a bow, light blue skinny jeans, a white blazer, and funky purple heels.
Trying not to trip, Reyna walks into the kitchen.
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Mixtape from Avenue Q blares from Hazel's clock at exactly 6:30. Hazel groggily opens her gold eyes, and just lies on her bed like a zombie. Sighing with the thought of school, Hazel cracks her neck and hopes there is still hot water.
The stream of hot water shocks Hazel and she stays in the shower until she feels the water start to cool down.
Drying her hair with the towel, Hazel walks into her room and picks out a tank top dress with lace over the top and a pink crinoline bottom, cream flats, a pearl bracelet and earrings, and an old-timey watch. She looks at the mirror, smothering on a coating of ChapStick and letting her curls flow.
Straightening her spine, Hazel strolls into the kitchen.
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A Lollapalooza radio station booms from Piper's Samsung, but with both eyes closed she presses the snooze button for ten more minutes.
At 6:50, Piper's eyes impulsively open and she lazily glances over to the clock. She immediately sits up, and shoots into the shower.
A wave of freezing coldness overcomes Piper, and she screams, "HAZEL?!" Piper hears a watered down, "Sorry, Beauty Queen," from outside but she doesn't bother to dwell on it.
Jumping out of the shower after five minutes (without shaving her legs, I might add) Piper rushes into her room, throws on some black leggings, a baggy tank top, simple white Keds, shoves on some old friendship bracelets, and ties her hair into a messy ponytail.
7:05. Piper sprints to the door.
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Annabeth tosses a granola bar to the gasping Piper, while she turned up 21 Guns from American Idiot. It was a typical morning. Piper was yelling at Hazel for using all the hot water, Reyna making sure she had everything, Annabeth screaming at them all to shut up.
All that was missing was Thalia doing air guitar, Katie doing air drums, and Bianca doing the background music.
Bianca. They couldn't escape her grasp, could they?
Goodbye Love from RENT suddenly played from Pandora and the girls silenced. They sang that at Bianca's funeral.
"Um, I'll change the station…" Annabeth mumbled, grabbing her phone. The other three stopped her.
"We need to hear this," Reyna murmured.
Closure didn't come as they expected. It just made them feel worse, half the girls of the original Daughters of Olympus were away. Making new friends. Not together.
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Arriving at the bus stop, the girls had to put their headphones in their phones and sit there, bored out of their wits, waiting for the old city bus to arrive.
The reminiscent old white bus racketed to a stop in front of them (after fifteen minutes), and of course the four had to be the last people to get on.
Meaning, they couldn't sit together.
The moment they walked up the steep steps, the chatter stopped suddenly, but picked up speed again but in whispers.
There were four seats available and far away from each other, but the girls sighed and found the only seats opened, sitting next to strangers.
Of course, Annabeth Chase had to get on the bus last.
And of course, the only seat open had to be next to an unfortunately familiar emerald-eyed boy.
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I know, short chappie. But it felt right to end it there!
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