A/N

Excuse it if it sucks. I haven't slept properly in days because I have blocked sinuses and it takes ages to go to sleep.

Leo POV

The next day, the plan was that the girls were going to pack their bags and move back into the hotel. There was no "Going home" until we did, and we were going to go as a team.

As happy and over-the-moon I was about getting into the finals, I was disappointed that the girls didn't make it. They were absolutely brilliant! I've loved their performances! They were amazing at what they did.

Calypso tried to slap on a fake, plastic smile and she tried her hardest to be happy, and to not bring my mood down, but I could tell that she was upset about the outcome about it.

I was too, and I would be lying if I ever stated otherwise. They deserved that spot in the finals as much as I did.

Fortunately, however, Roman Recruit was given the boot, too. I never liked half of their group anyways. Frank and Hazel were marshmallows. And everyone likes marshmallows. Especially with hot chocolate and when you're sitting next to a fire...

Currently, I am sitting on Calypso's bed and she's sitting on her suitcase, trying to close it.

"Dang suitcase!" Calypso cursed. "Just shut already!" She heaved the zipper, and all at once, it zipped and Calypso fell to the floor with a thud.

"Are you okay?" I laugh and help her up.

"I'm fine," She brushes it off, but I know that there's something wrong.

"What is it?" I ask her, lifting her chin a little as we talk.

"Nothing," She insists, rolling her almond eyes at me.

"There's something wrong, Sunshine," I tell her, not ask. I'm not asking what's wrong anymore. "Tell me, what is it?"

"I'll just miss you, that's all," Calypso confessed, dropping her head onto my chest softly.

I am magic. I can read all of your thoughts right now. You are thinking "Awwww" And if you're not, I hereby diagnose you with weird-ness. But that's okay, I'm weird too. We can get through this together.

Hugging her back, we stand awkwardly in the middle of her room, surrounded by clothes and various bottles of make up and perfume. She doesn't need any of that! Okay, maybe the perfume can stay because good hygiene is important, but that's not the point.

"Baby, baby, baby, oh!" Someone down the hallway cried out. "Baby, baby, baby, no!"

"Stop singing!" Calypso tore herself away from me angrily, storming to the door and ripping it open.

This person is a genius!

"Thought you'd always be mine, mine!" I sang along, purposefully singing off-key.

"When I was thirteen, I had my first love..." The person down the hall sang, off-key, too.

"Shut up!" Calypso howled, slapping her hand over my mouth. "You too, Percy!"

"You wound me, you really do, Caly." I could hear Percy mock from down the hall.

"Okay, so what song are we going to sing?"

We were huddled in the lounge, with a sheet of paper in front of us, in the middle of the circle.

"Maybe we could do Stitches, by Shawn Mendes," Luke suggested, shrugging his shoulders. "It's not a terrible song, and I think we could do it."

"Any other suggestions?" Jason looked studious, as he had his glasses perched on his nose and was looking over them like an old, angry librarian, who was about to tell you, "No talking in the library!"

"Time Of Your Life, Green Day?" Nico offered, his shoulders hunched over and his hair blocking his eyes a little.

"Love Don't Die, The Fray?" Percy said, looking at what Jason was scribbling down on the paper.

"Who votes for Shawn Mendes?" Jason asks, and no one raises their hands. "Time Of Your Life?"

And four of us raise our hands. Nico makes a "Yes!" sound through his teeth, thinking we couldn't hear him.

I laughed a little, before looking back at the sheet of paper.

"So, Green Day, and what are we going to theme it as?" Jason asks.

We were asked to come up with a theme and another song. We were to theme what we do and have a slideshow in the background, to make it more Final and more meaningful. I mean, we're so close to that recording contract. We're not backing down.

"Old memories?" Luke suggested, raising an eyebrow. "I mean, the song is, like, reflecting your life. And then we could have a whole bunch of old videos and pictures playing in the background."

"How would we get the pictures?" I ask them, knowing that there were multiple specific pictures that I didn't want them seeing.

"Our parents, I mean I'm sure your Mum would be more than happy to help," Jason smirked at me. "And for our second song could we do How Far We've Come by Matchbox Twenty? I mean, it fits the theme and it's very... conclusive?"

"Yeah," Percy pipes up, "I like that idea."

"Everyone else?" Jason looks at the rest of us. Nico grunts as his way of saying "Okay," and I actually say "Okay," and Luke smiles.

"Cool," Jason grins. "I think we have our plan!"

"So you guys are at the hotel again with Sally and Aphrodite?" I ask Calypso over the phone.

I'm lying down on my bed, on the top of the covers, ringing my girlfriend. I mean, it wasn't like we were overly attached and obsessed like some couples, but it was more that we were so used to talking to each other when she was staying here, too, that it was hard to stop.

"Yeah," She says. "They're hovering. It's awful."

"How's the rest of them?" I ask her, rolling to look out the window. The waves crashed down on the beach like they were the hulk, smashing the ground with his iron fists. Angrily, and full of hatred.

"Piper's started taking her ridiculously long showers, or baths. Annabeth won't stop reading. Thalia won't talk, and Paisley is with her brother all the time." I heard Calypso sigh. "They're so disappointed, I know how much it meant to them, but at least we got to the semi's, right?"

She was trying to be as optimistic as she could, so I wouldn't feel bad, and she had said that last sentence especially loud so that her friends around her could hear.

"Yeah, at least. I mean, if we were head to head in the finals, it would be really tense anyway. Better one of us leave, though I wish it wasn't you guys. You guys were really awesome. Like, mega cool. And this is coming from me, McShizzle, I'm so cool, Antarctica withers in fear from my supreme cool-ness." Pshh. Not meaning to brag or anything.

"Tone it down there, hot stuff, leave some ego for the rest of the world!" Calypso teased, and I could almost see her biting her lip to stop raging laughter from escaping.

"You love me," I say, knowing whole heartedly that she did, and the feeling was mutual.

"I do," Calypso sighed.

A/N

I went home early from school today because my stomach hurt really badly and my throat was being all weird. I missed Maths revision for our Algebra test on Friday, but I also missed P.E, yay? I guess?

Another update! Yay!

My sinuses are blocked. Ew. I can't breathe through half my nose.

~KaleidoscopeColours