Chapter 5

Calypso POV

"Hey girls, we should probably discuss what we're doing when we go to California."Annabeth says, shaking out her blonde curls.

"What do we need to discuss?"Paisley asks, tangling her fingers and twisting them at odd angles.

"What we're bringing? What songs we're doing? Band names? That sort of thing. And You need to bring nice clothes. We're going on TV for gods sake." Annabeth says, pulling out a piece of paper with small writing.

Does she seriously expect us to understand that writing? Its so small! I mean, my writing is curly and stuff, but this is tiny!

"Nice clothes. Shoes. Socks. Pajama's. Casual clothes. Bra's. Underwear." I blush at the last two Thalia spouted. "Jackets. Swimsuits, because theres the beach. Towel. Toiletries."

Annabeth scribbled it down. "Caly, anything to add?" She asks me.

"No." I say, shaking my head.

"So... Band names."Piper says, widening her eyes and looking at all of us.

Annabeth and her crazy curls.

Thalia and her punk rock look.

Paisley and her worn out hand-me-downs.

Me and my white dress and black flats.

Herself and her baggy shirt and jeans.

"We're all quite different."Annabeth points out, "and we don't agree on much the same. We all have our own style. We all love different things. We all like people from our competing band. We all-"

"Yeah, we get it, we're all different to one another, but band name?" Paisley says, narrowing her eyes in concerntration.

"Individualz."

"I love it!" I say, almost letting out a squeal of excitement, "It's perfect for us!"

"Girls, did I just hear the words 'clothes' before?" Aphrodite, Piper's mum sticks her head through the door. We were way past that topic...

"Um, maybe?" Piper shrugs, most likely hoping her mother wouldn't do something drastic. After all. She was the queen of shopping and clothing.

"And you're going to California for this competition?"She asks, her bright eyes sparkle and widen.

"Yes?"

"We're going on a shopping trip."

We all started groaning.

"I don't want to go!"

"We don't need clothes!"

"I hate shopping!"

"You can't make me!"

It seems that I am the only one slightly excited for it.

"Guy's. It was a suggestion."I say, "And a great one at that. Annabeth, you were f=saying we need nice clothes, well what better place to get them?"

"My sister's box of old clothes? Theres tonnes of really pretty stuff in there." Paisley says jokingly. Hopefully.

"Are you kidding or..." I trail off.

"I'm not. There really is pretty stuff in there. I just have to get it out and show you." Paisley nods her head frantically. I'm surprised it didn't fall off.

"Well, lets see if we can go this weekend." Aphrodite says, squealing, "I'll just go and phone your parents. I'm positive they'd let you." And with that, she leaves.

"So, Calypso." My mother says, "Aphrodite called and said you were going to go to the mall with your friends for your trip to california. Is this true?"

"Yes, Mother." I say, eating my dinner and glncing around the table.

"And you're going next weekend to California." She asks, looking at me with curious eyes.

"Yes."

"Well, I have no problem with you going. It'll be good for you. Get out the house, hang out with friends. Maybe in California you'll find a boyfriend!"

My mother. She likes to think she's stern, but honestly, she's not. She wans me to get a boyfriend and she wants me to do whatever. If I were to classify her in IISuperwomanII's youtube channel video 'Types Of Parents' She'd be the cool cat. I love my Mum. (A/N I have no idea who Calypso's mum is, but imagine her being this...)

"Mum!" I exclaim embarrasedly.

"What?" She asks innocently. As if, Mother.

"Nothing. Are you done with dinner?" I ask, pointing to her empty bowl. She nods and I take it up to the sink to be cleaned with all the other dishes, including my own.

After all the dishes are cleaned and dried, I have a shower and change into my warm pajama's.

At school the next day, Piper and I talk about the shopping trip.

"Mum wants to go tomorrow, so we just have to ask everyone's parents and see if they let them come tomorrow." She says, rolling her kaleidoscope eyes.

I nod, gathering my books closer to my chest.

I'm about to enter my classroom, when someone bumps into me from behind, making me loose my grip on my books and forcing me to the floor after them.

"Watch it, looser." Drew sneers, standing on my nimble fingers with her high heels. Seriously, who wears high heels at a high school? Doesn't she get blisters or anything?

I sigh and pick up my books. Someone kneels next to me and helps mme gather them into a pile. I trail the tanned arms upto the owner's face and find myself looking at Leo Valdez. I guess you could say I had a crush on him, somewhat. He wasn't the brightest bulb in the pack, nor the shiniest, but he was something.

"You okay, Caly?" He asks, handing me my books and helping me to my feet again.

"Yeah. Thanks Leo." I say, offering him a weak smile and a one armed hug. He smelt like firewood and machine oil. Meh, there are worse smeeling people in the world. His hug was warm and comforting. I could melt.

Get yourself together, Calypso. I scold myself mentally. Now is not the time to fangirl over Leo.

Well, maybe tommrow will be. I think to myself, lowering into my seat. Maybe.

A/N

Bell's about to go. I'm in the library at school. Teacher let me come here because i was 'working so hard in the topic.'