Thalia POV

"You're crazy." Piper says, as I bring out a can of spray paint. I shrug.

"Maybe." I reply, opening the door to the boys room. They're all fast asleep. I open the spray paint cap, and quietly sneak to Leo's bag barely making a creak.

The boys really need to learn how to lock their door. People could come in and prank them!

I grin maliciously.

Revenge for putting the lemon in. I hate sour foods. They're awful. Yuck. Eww. Take your pick.

I find Leo's bag and spray blindly into it, wincing at the slight noise. I hear shuffling of someone turning over, and I suck in a breath. Not when I've gotten this far.

I sigh in relief when no one gets up, and no lights flick on. I continue spraying for a minute or two until I'm satisfied at the amount of runny paint there is in his bag.

Proud of my work, I stand. I creep towards the door, capping the spray bottle. Just as I'm about to open the door, the floorboard creaks. I hear more shuffling. Shuffling of someone getting up. I quickly make an escape before I can be seen.

"Hey!" I hear Jason shout as I slink back into my room. I shut the door stealthily, and lean on it. Four anxious faces stare at me, and I nod.

"It's done. Jason's up but he didn't see me." I say, relieved in the sense that I didn't get caught.

Paisley smirks, "Did you check the colour of the paint?"

"Neon pink." I assure her. Her grin spreads.

Annabeth looks worried, "What if-"

""It's my payback. He agreed to it. He's signed himself up for it." I shrug, walking over to my bag (Which was not spray painted) and drop the can in it. I cover it up with clothes before heading to the bathroom to wash the excess paint off my hands. Pink edged my fingertips and nails.

Gotta get rid of the evidence.

"WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED TO MY CLOTHES?" I hear a girly shriek through the wall and smile, thinking of last night's occurrences.

"What's wrong Leo. Shuddup." Someone complains, "Holy smoke. Man, they're pi-"

"I know what my colours are." Leo replies. "Dang it! That's the shirt I was keeping for a date with Calypso!"

I laugh soundlessly to myself. Payback is a bitch.

Suddenly, the door is thrown back and the covers are yanked off me.

I sit up, ready to start hell. I glare at Leo's murderous face. His small hand is gripping my blankie tightly. Leos clothes are pink. The colour reflects oh so attractively on his skin.

"I knew you were getting revenge, Thalia, but this?" He says, pointing to his clothes.

"What?" I say innocently, "My hand just slipped."

Leo glares, "You better pray that this comes out, Grace."

"Or what, Valdez? What will you do?" I threaten, ignoring the eyes on us. I know we're creating a scene.

Leo seems to loose confidence, before realizing I can see it. He quickly covers up his blip and says shakily:

"I don't know but I'll think of something creative." He stammers out with difficulty.

"Great. Now we have this cleared, get out." I say, pointing to the door, "Don't let it hit you on the way out."

School sucked. Homework was killer. People were a pain. Percy decided to invite other people to sit with us.

"Hi, I'm Cassie."A girl introduces, "This is Kyle, Zane, Jack and Cody."

I give them a small wave, which the majority of them return.

"I'm Thalia, that's Piper, Annabeth, Calypso and Paisley." I say as they pull another table over so we can all fit. The rest of my band gives them a greeting and smiles.

"I'm Jason, and over there is Leo, Percy, Luke and Nico." Jason says.

"Cool." One of them says, I couldn't keep track of the names. I wouldn't blame them if they forgot our names too.

"You guy's are from New York, right?" Cody, I think, asks.

"Yep." Percy nods, "Accept for that one. She still thinks she's Kiwi." He points to Paisley who pokes her tongue out at him.

"I am still kiwi. You can take the person out of NZ but you can't take the NZ out of the person." She says, "And I still have my cool accent that barely anyone can understand. Oh my gosh, what if I spoke in Maori all day and pretended that all the teachers were speaking a different language. That would be so cool."

"What's Maori?" Another asks.

"Native New Zealand people. They're called Maori's and their language is Maori. It's tradition in my family to learn it." Paisley continues, "So if I'm talking in a crazy language that doesn't make sense while I'm on the phone, I'm talking to my brother and I'm speaking Maori."

"Okay. Thank you for that useless information." Percy says, earning a slap on the head from her. "Violence is not the answer, woman. You of all people should know-"

"Shut up, percy. Just shut up."

"Shutting up now." Percy says, slapping a hand over his mouth as his sister glares at him.

"I think I'm finished." Paisley says, "Nice meeting you guys. See ya around, I guess." She stands up and picks up her bag before leaving the cafeteria.

"Well that was..." Leo starts, "Eventful."

"Yep." Another person agrees.

"Absolutely."

"She's gonna kill me and hang my head on the wall." Percy groans.

"Don't be so melodramatic." Annabeth says, "I think we would all kill you if we were her."

Percy nods sadly, "HUG ME ANNABETH BEFORE I DIE!" He wraps her in a giant, bone crushing hug. Her face is pressed tightly to his chest, that I'm almost positive she can't breathe.

"Lemme go you weirdo." She says, pushing him back playfully.

"Okay, as soon as I call your band name, please join me up on stage." Hermes says, swinging a piece of paper in the air.

"4:12"

"Outcasts."

"Roman Recruit."

He keeps calling out names, which I count on my fingers carefully to see how many more spot are left.

Nine names. One spot left.

My heart races. What if we don't make it? What if we do? What happens if the boys lose before we do?

"Individualz."

And everything is semi-right with the world because there are still wars waging on and on and on. And someone's getting bullied, and someone is hurting and I should be shutting up now.

We walk, wobbly legged onto the stage with the blinding lights in our eyes.

"Behold, the bands going through to live shows!"

A/N

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