Hi everyone! Sorry about not updating in a while. I've been so busy and had really bad writer's block... But hopefully, this should make up for it. Tell me what you think in a review! :D

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Except for that random David manager (which is probably going to be the last of him) and that girl, Ariella, and her brother.

Kay, well that's all I have to say... Enjoy! :)

Two (Nico):

I rip the ear plugs out of my ears as soon as we're lowered down from the stage. I've always hated wearing those, but I know I have to because of all the noise that the fans make. After a while, I'd probably lose my hearing from it.

"Mr. di Angelo, Mr. Jackson, and Miss Thalia, your fathers are waiting for you in your dressing room," someone backstage tells us. (A/N: He calls her by her first name because in the books, she hates using her last name.)

"Why?" I demand. "We've got an autograph signing in twenty minutes!"

"It's urgent," he informs us.

"Fine," I moan. "But if we're late, it's your job that's on the line."

He nods eagerly before escorting us to the dressing room that I share with my cousins. Inside of it, we each have our own section, bathroom, closet, and then a sitting area and kitchen that we all share.

He opens the door for us and then leaves. I walk in first, then Percy, and finally Thalia. Sitting on the couches are our fathers, all of them looking particularly angry.

"Hey…" Percy says awkwardly.

"What did you need to talk to us about?" I cross my arms.

"Make it quick. We've only got twenty minutes before our signing," Thalia urges.

"Don't start getting snippy with us," her dad replies. "Especially after what you've done."

"I did nothing wrong!" she exclaims.

"You went against my orders…"

"You're unreasonable orders!" Thalia tells him.

"You must follow them though," Uncle Zeus replies. "I am in charge of you. Not only am I your father, I am also your boss."

"Our extremely uptight and boring boss," I mutter.

"What was that?" he snaps his head in my direction.

"Nothing," I smile fakely at him. "I just had a song idea."

"Alright," he turns back to his daughter, definitely not believing me. "But Thalia…"

"But nothing!" she stomps her foot on the ground. "I don't think I should get lectured for following my dream! You're my father! You're supposed to be encouraging me!"

"As I said before, I am your boss too, which comes first."

"No it doesn't!" she shakes her head.

"Yes, it does."

"No!"

Percy then steps between them to stop the fighting. "Can we just know why we're here? We've only got about fifteen minutes before we're scheduled to sign autographs. So please, just spit it out already."

"What Zeus is trying to say is," Uncle Poseidon starts, "that you three children are misbehaving."

"First of all," I snap. "We're not children. And second, we're teenagers! We're supposed to misbehave!"

"What are you going to do about it?" Thalia crosses her arms. "Send us to jail? After all, we're just 'kids'."

"We have all agreed that some sort of action must be done," Uncle Poseidon tells us.

"Just tell them already," my dad orders. "They've waited long enough."

"We've all decided on one thing," Uncle Zeus sighs. "You kids are going back to school."

"WHAT?" Percy screams.

"Oh hell no," I mutter.

"There's no way we're doing that," Thalia informs them. "Maybe try a more realistic punishment. Then talk to us again. Oh wait, you won't talk to us again. Just like how you ignored us for more than half of our lives."

"The decision is final," Uncle Zeus says sternly. "You three will be attending a boarding school in Long Island, starting Monday."

"But today's Saturday… We only have one day to prepare for that hell hole!" I exclaim. "You can't expect us to be ready in one day…"

"We can, and we do," he replies.

"But…"

"No buts," my dad tells me. "You're going."

"We'll cause too much attention!" Percy reasons. "We're number one on ITunes!"

"And our CD is sold out in most stores!" Thalia joins in.

"And we're the Sirens! The most popular band out there! We'll get attacked by haters and obsessed with by creepy fans!" I add on.

"That's too bad for you," Uncle Zeus frowns.

A light knocking on the door causes Percy, Thalia, and I to turn around. "It's open!" I call.

The door opens and our manager, David, walks in. "You guys are late for your signing," he tells us.

"Yeah, sorry." Thalia glares at her father. "We had some… family issues that we had to take care of."

"Well, we can't tell your fans that…" he notes. "Let's just say… Someone spilt coffee all over Nico's shirt!"

"But won't someone notice that I'm wearing the same shirt I was during the concert?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Oh, yeah." He nods. "Then change."

"Fine," I sigh. I start to walk over to my closet when Percy stops me.

"Wait!" he says. I spin around to see him holding a pot of hot coffee.

"What?" I snap.

He then splashes the whole pot of coffee all over my shirt. "There. Now we won't have to lie." The burning liquid stings my pale skin.

"Percy…" I fume.

"Just go get changed," Thalia orders. I roll my eyes at and then walk into my closet. After selecting a white shirt, I put my favorite leather jacket over it.

"Let's go," I say as I get out of the closet.

"Are you made at me?" Percy asks me as we follow David out of the dressing room.

"Just a bit," I respond.

"Promise you won't act like you are when we're with the fans?" he hopes.

"No guarantees," I shrug.

David stops in front of a door. "Just go through here and sit down at the seat labeled with your name. Act nice to all of your fans, smile for pictures, sign tons of autographs, and most of all have fun!"

"You're paid to say that, aren't you?" I question him.

"Yeah…" he says in a small voice.

"I thought so," I answer before pushing the door open. We find ourselves outside in the night with a table with three chairs, about four people with cameras, and some lights so we csan be seen. Oh, and there are a ton of screaming girls in a line.

I take my seat, which happens to be on the end. Thalia's in the middle, and Percy is in the front. David, who apparently followed us out, hands us each a microphone.

"Sorry about the wait," Percy tells everyone through his microphone.

"Yes," Thalia smiles fakely at everyone. "We had a wardrobe malfunction."

"AKA Percy spills coffee all down my shirt," I mutter.

"What was that, Nico?" a camera person asks.

"Oh, just how some random person backstage spilt coffee all over me," I answer.

They nod and the security officers let the first three people up. We each place our microphones down on the table and pick up a marker.

A girl, who appears to be around my age of fifteen, runs over to me. "Hi!" she waves eagerly.

"The line starts that way," I point to Percy.

"But your my favorite!" she twirls her wavy brown hair around her finger.

"Fine," I sigh. "What do you want?"

"An autograph," she answers.

"Alright," I say as I take a picture of me from a stack that is placed next to me. "Who should I make it out to?"

"Ariella," she answers. "That's me."

"I figured," I say as I begin writing. I turn to Thalia and whisper, "what do I write on it?"

"I wrote 'follow your dreams' on this one," she replies. "But I only did that to make dad angry."

I nod. "I'll figure something out." I turn back to the girl. "What type of name is Ariella?"

"I think a Jewish one…" she ponders.

"Oh," I say. "What do you want be to write on this?"

"Can you write 'I love you' on it?" she asks.

"No."

"Fine. What about… Hmm…" she thinks about it. "Sorry. It's hard for me to think straight. I'm you're biggest fan… ever!"

I look at her with a freaked out expression. This girl is literally crazy. "I know what I'm writing now," I tell her. I look down at the paper and write 'you're special in your own way. Love, Nico di Angelo'. Yeah. That's good. She's especially creepy.

"Didn't you have a sister who…" she cocks her head.

"ARIELLA!" some guy off of the line shouts. "WE'VE GOT TO GO!"

She turns around and sighs. "Sorry. That's my brother. I've got to go now. I have to fly all the way back to Long Island."

"You flew all the way from New York to LA just to see us?"

"No," she shakes her head. "Just to see you."

"Alright…" I say. I'm officially creeped out.

"Well, I've got to go!" she smiles. "I love you!"

"Bye," I wave awkwardly at her, as she walks away. I can't be anymore thankful that her brother called her over. She almost mentioned what happened with Bianca… and I'm still not over that. I shudder and try not to think about it. I'm in public. I need to stay strong. I need to forget what happened. Yet somehow that day will always come back to me.