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Also, thanks to Barking Lizard for the correction on the title. For some reason, when I thought of the title, it sounded right but whenever I read it, I knew it was off. Therefore, if anybody hasn't noticed already, I changed it to Drum Captain Percy.

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It was the day after my big agreement, spill, and total embarrassment. Just thinking about yesterday makes me hide my head in shame.

I was walking to my locker and I could feel the stares and whispers on me roaming around the hall. I kept on walking and tried to ignore the gossip around me as much as possible. It wasn't that hard for me to forget because what was on my locker was ten times more humiliating then the whispers and stares.

On my locker door was spray painted in silver "Annabeth Chase, Captain of the Twirling Losers". I stood there in front of the locker in absolute rage. This act was foreign to me because I wasn't used to this kind of treatment. I shook my head in frustration not knowing and expecting this to happen although it was completely obvious that it would.

"Well, well, if it isn't little miss captain." The voice was high pitched and was full of attitude. A voice can only fit with one red haired bitch.

"You did this?" I turned around and faced Rachel.

"No, but I wish I did so that everybody can see what a geek you really are. If you really want to see who did this, check the sign on the bottom right," Rachel pointed down to the bottom of my locker and left.

I turned around to the bottom right of my locker and saw two drumsticks making an "X". When I saw the sign, another wage of rage splash through me because there is only one group who would have it. "Drumline." The words tasted like venom on my tongue. I shook my head in frustration for not knowing and expecting this would happen even though it was obvious it would.I threw my head away from the mess and stomped my way to the band room. Most of the band was in there and I marched up to the drumline at their corner of the room.

"Jackson!" The band turned their attention to me and stared, probably hoping for another dramatic scene from the guard captain.

"He is not here, princess," said the boy with the curly hair from yesterday, but then another one just like appeared. "He is talking with Mr. D." There are two of them?

At that moment, a black haired girl from pit yelled, "Who stole my mallets? Stolls!" she was glaring directly at the twins.

"Later, guard," one of them told me but I don't know which one and both of them ran with the pit girl behind their trail. I couldn't believe what I mess this room and this band was.

"Annabelle, good to see you," Me. D said to me coming out from his office. I was about to correct him with my name, but the sight of Jackson walking behind him made me charge straight up to him.

"Why the hell did you do that to my locker?"

"What you didn't like it? I thought the name suited you well," he said to me with his cocky attitude. "It's your fault anyway, you and your stupid ideas."

"What are you talking about now?" I tried very hard not to look into his eyes. Instead, I turned my attention to Mr. D who was looking suspiciously guilty.

"Mr. D!" Jackson and I both yelled at him.

"Hey, I do not accept that tone in this band." Jackson scoffed and rolled his eyes. "And I would appreciate it if we take this discussion in my office." Mr. D led us to his office and offered Jackson and I to sit but we both refused.

I was mad and frustrated on not knowing what Jackson meant and it was bugging me. Jackson and I kept on glaring each other; none of us was daring to be the first one to look away. His once gorgeous sea green eyes were now filled with hatred and anger. I mentally slapped myself or falling so easily like that.

There were ten minutes left until the warning bell rings and I silently cursed myself for getting to school early. The "idea" part kept on nagging in my head; I couldn't take it anymore so I was the first one to look away. I looked at the band director in front of me, but at the corner of my eye, I could see Jackson smiling with triumph.

"Mr. D explain to me what he meant by idea," I asked him. There was something about the way Mr.D was acting and handling the situation that wasn't trustworthy for me.

"Wait, so you're saying that you don't know what is going on," Jackson spoke up.

I rolled my eyes at his stupidity. "No duh Jackson, I'm not asking it just because I felt like it."

"Shut up, Chase." We were back to glaring at each other now.

"Stop it, both of you," Mr. D told us and us both turned our heads to look at him. "Both of you are captains, so start acting like it. What Percy meant was for the field show, there would be a solo that will play the role of the Phantom and Christine Daaé. And those two performers are…" Mr. D didn't have to finish because I already knew the answer. "You and Percy."

My heart dropped and I was speechless. Even though I knew what Mr. D was going to say, I silently hoped that I was wrong for once. "I still don't get what Jackson said about me ideas."

"Well, I lied to Peter that the duet was your idea," Mr. D confessed.

"No matter whose idea it was, I still don't like it," Jackson muttered.

"And you think I'm fond with it too? Does it look like I want to spend my time on the field with you?" I asked him.

"Nobody asked you how you felt about it, okay."

"Mr. D do you really think this is going to work? From what he did to my locker today, I'm going to have a hard time even being in the same room with him."

"I do think this is going to work. And if you two don't cooperate, I have my ways on making both of you work together because this is the secret weapon we need in order for us to win and beat the Romans. Now get to class and we will discuss this before practice." Mr. D stood up and led us out of the room. "I will see both of you today at fourth period."

I sighed knowing that I was defeated. Mr. D closed his door leaving Jackson and I outside. We both looked at the opposite side of each other and neither of us spoke up. Fortunately, the bell rang and I walked away from Jackson and headed toward my English class.

I made it just in time for the final bell to ring and I walked to my seat while the teacher started the lesson. Thalia and Nico were already there.

"I heard you and the drumline captain have a little solo together," Thalia told me.

"Where did you hear that," I asked her. I just found out only less than five minutes ago and already the news was spreading.

"Calm down, Annabeth. The band and I heard from the vents that are connected to Mr. D's room," Nico said.

"So you're saying we had no privacy at all?" I asked the dumbfounded.

"Not at all, we always go there whenever we want eavesdrop on Mr. D's conversations."

I rolled my eyes at their immaturity and tried to pay attention to the teacher.

Ooo Page Break ooO

I was making my way to the field again for practice, but this walk felt different from yesterdays. It was probably because I know what to expect now and after my encounter with the guard during fourth period, I felt more confident. Instead of going up the stadium, I walked straight to the guard on the field. I warmed them up and the second they started, I could feel all eyes on them and me. I must admit, they improved from yesterday and when they were done, everybody's jaws were opened. The drumline looked even more shocked. I smirked at their reaction.

Thalia was already on the podium and started announcing announcements. "Okay, we are going to start setting the third song today, so we are going to work twice as fast as we usually do."

Mr. D spoke up now, "Also last announcement; the show will have a solo featuring our drum captain and our guard captain. So let's give them an applause."

All eyes were on Percy and I, making me shift uncomfortably. Percy and I were glaring at each other again until Mr. D came between us. "Both of you guys will start working tomorrow during fourth period and before practice to work on the solo. I expect a hard felting solo full of love, got that?" Mr. D told us. At this moment, I came to the realization that I will be doing a solo and spending my time on the field with my worst enemy.

What do you guys think? Should I do a chapter on Percy's POV even though this for Annabeths.

If anybody hasn't noticed yet, the solo will be the beginning of Percabeth. Sorry if I took so long on making this chapter, but I try to update as early as possible.

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