Does anyone reading this know about Lisa Kleypas? I doubt it, but she's related to me by marriage! Isn't that cool! My mom's sister married her brother... Sounds a little confusing, but I might want to talk to her sometime about writing to see if she could give me some tips. Does that sound like a good idea to you? She's a New York Times bestseller!

Wow. This was a lot more complicated than normal teenage problems.

For the next few weeks, Annabeth only received 3 calls, 2 voicemails, and 27 texts from all three members of The Big Three combined. She knew that they were busy, she just wished that they had had more time to actually keep in contact with her.

Annabeth was watching the news (yes, some teenagers do that) when something about TB3 came up. It showed Percy, Nico, and Thalia talking to the press about their new two new single songs. One was sung by Nico, and the other by Thalia. Annabeth had heard them both.

"Nico di Angelo!" The reporter, a pretty brunette with shining brown eyes, asked. "What were you thinking as the three of you wrote this song?"

"Well," Nico answered. Just the sound of his voice made Annabeth want to burst into tears. "We usually write our songs separately and whoever writes it gets to pick who sings it. We all know that I'm better at rap, Thalia does the girl stuff, and Percy does the non-rap boy songs, so we just pick who sing a from there.

"When we write down the lyrics, we include what notes are played on what instruments at what times, and we set ourselves up and basically keep guessing the tune until we get it right."

"It's complicated for other people, but is really easy to do for the three of us." Thalia added helpfully.

"So, you write your songs then guess the tune?"

"Yup!" Thalia answered, popping the 'p.' "Whenever Nuco writes a song, we like to assume that it's rap. That's how we go with him. He'll tell someone else to sing it otherwise."

"Percy Jackson, do you have anything to say about this?" The reporter turned her microphone to Percy, eyes hopeful, but put it back to her own lips when he shook his head. "Well, do you have anything to say about leaving Goode? Was that... Different, at all?"

Percy nodded. "It was."

"How so?"

Percy stood up a little straighter and looked at someone behind the camera a little sadly. "Well, imagine this. You're a famous singer with an average IQ, you have billions of dollars in your bank account, you take all of your courses online and in your free time, and you're used to signing autographs, taking pictures, and always being on tour.

"Then your dad and two uncles come along and tell you 'Hey! You're going to high school in New York, which is one of the most crowded cities in America! Have fun getting there on a public plane with a bunch of obsessed fans!' So you get on the plane and get to the high school.

"You make some really nice and funny friends that help improve your all around attitude. Then you go to a party and your dad and two uncles - the same people that sent you there in the first place, tell you that you'd be leaving in about three days. How do you feel?

"Then you go on tour, sign autographs and take pictures with fans, and hang out with your two famous cousins, but you can't get someone from the high school that you were sent to out of your head. How do you think I feel?"

"He doesn't exactly feel that great about it." Thalia summed up. "After all, we're still teenagers." The reporter nodded, and Nico's song started to play.

Annabeth turned the tv off, staring at it blankly.

"After all, we're still teenagers..."

"Still teenagers..."

"Teenagers..."

Those words were ringing in her ears.

"We're still teenagers..."

Annabeth didn't know why that sentence made her tear up.

"How do you think I feel?"

She missed them. All three of them, even the quiet and brooding Nico di Angelo.

Annabeth just wanted them to come home. Nothing else, she just wanted them there.

Please come home.

Piper was planning.

Percy, Nico, and Thalia were coming in exactly five days, and she was having to really fight the temptation of telling Annabeth. She was sure that they would do something or another, however, and that they would leave some clue of some sorts.

As it turns out, she was right. Three days later, she heard Connor gasp and scream when he opened his locker. A crowd gathered around him, and he shoved what he was holding onto other people's faces.

There was a sheet of paper that said 'Congratulations! You have been chosen to go back stage for one of The Big Three's concerts, here in New York. Please arrive at the concert destination an hour and thirty minutes before the actual concert starts, because you will get a your from TB3 themselves, then will be able to attend the concert. Thank you, and have a nice day.

-Percy Jackson, Thalia Grace, and Nico di Angelo'

Piper grinned. Most likely, all of their friends from Goode had gotten those. There was also a little pass that had the details on it, and that's what they would actually take with them. Still, it was pretty generous of their friends to do that for them.

Another gasp was heard as Calypso opened her locker. She held up the same thing as Connor. Piper hurried to her own locker to open it.

Sure enough, there was a sheet of paper and a slip of paper in the center of her locker. Piper squealed, which caused people to crowd around her, too. All of a sudden, teenagers were scrambling to their lockers to open them. A majority of people didn't get anything, but there were a few lucky ones that did.

Connor, Calypso, Reyna, Leo, Hazel, Frank, Grover, Drew, Rachel, and Piper were only a few. There were one or two random people, but everyone else "just so happened" to be friends of TB3. Best thing: they got front seats; the seats that usually costed the most out of everything were theirs. It was unimaginable.

You could practically see Annabeth's eyes widen when she found the two papers in her own locker, covered with a small note that was unmistakably Percy's handwriting. Looking down, Piper also found a note for her, farther back in her locker.

'Piper,' it read.

'Plan in action. Our place tonight. Don't miss it.

-Percy'

It was simple and small, yet to the point and meaningful. Piper made sure to mark that in her mental calendar.

It was going to be awesome. Annabeth was going to be so surprised, Piper thought, and was never going to get that giddy smile off of her face.

Piper could picture it already.

At least I updated faster, right? Yay!

So, things are now moving pretty slowly in this story. Slower than I'd anticipated, actually, so the chapter abound might have to go up. At least you know what's going to happen!

I just now realized that there is basically no talking besides TB3 talking on the tv. I just felt like doing Annabeth and Piper's almost POVs, and I would absolutely LOVE everybody's input! Who's almost POV would you like next? Please tell me!

So, since I doubt that very many people actually read the top of this, I'm going to ask again: Has anyone here heard of Lisa Kleypas? I'm related to her in some twisted, weird way. Please let me know if you do! I'm probably going to get some writing advice from her, just to improve my writing.

THANK YOU SO MUCH to anyone who reviewed last chapter! I wasn't able to see the reviews until later today, so please excuse me because of my not-replyingness (the is no way that that's a word :D)! Thank you to Calefe, for being my FFF (FanFiction Friend) through all of this. I'm glad that we were able to come to an agreement about the HOT xa million HEAD! :)

Since this is getting pretty long, I'd like to thank you about all of your biews and everything's! I've had over 100 views for the last chapter, which may not seem like a lot to you, but is just SO MUCH to me. Thank you!

-Awesomeninja09