Who watched the Opening Ceremony for the Olympics? I did! I don't know if it was just me but the beginning game me a flashback of my AP European History class because of the Industrial Revolution and everything. Thankfully I learned all about England's history so I didn't have to be confused and all. Anyways I meant to update sooner but I got caught up with the games so I am taking this time right now to do so.

Thank you all for the reviews and I hope everybody enjoyed Percy's POV. Anybody have a guess to who the dance teacher is?

1800ilovemydog: Your welcome! I try to make the drama and events in this story as authentic to real life marching band as much as possible. Although it's kinda difficult because my band is not as chaotic as it is in this story... but it's still marching band and what band is not chaotic and full of drama?

Enjoy!

Percy's POV

It was after school the next day or also known as the day I had been dreading for ever since yesterday's practice. Yes, it was the day I have my first solo practice with Chase. All I can hope was that I don't wear any dorky tights or costume.

I was heading toward the band room, but this time for once in my life in band, I was hoping a tornado would destroy the school and take me away from heading to hell. Sadly, life doesn't go my way. I didn't want to face Chase or be in the same room as her. Every time I do, it is impossible for me to control what I do and say. Of course, I can blame it on my ADHD, but blaming my unpredictable behavior on Chase makes more sense. She makes me so furious sometimes like when she is looking at me with her eyes locked on mine I cannot help it but get butterflies in my stomach. Ahh! I had tried to convince myself that the butterflies were signs of disgust and sickness every time I look at her. Unfortunately, I can't persuade myself enough to stop my insides from melting whenever I see her. Great she is making me all sappy and such.

The band's cabinet was on the right and I stopped in front of it to look back at the memories. I sighed remember the good times we had. The best part was that there was no pictures or recognition of the guard in it. The second they lost their instructor, Mr. D got rid of all of the guard's pictures and awards. The best part about that was it gave more room for the drumline to put up their pictures. I looked around at the rest of the cabinet and left.

I made it to the band room and went to my band locker. There was still ten minutes left until the practice starts and I was already feeling the frustration and irritation. I took out my pad and sticks, which were covered with blue electrical tape, named Riptide out. I closed my locker and headed inside the band room.

The drumline was in there and most of the bandos. This doesn't surprise me because the drumline is always in here. I saw Grover and Nico talking at the opposite side of the room across from the drumline. This too doesn't surprise me. Every section in band always distance themselves from each other, more specifically the drumline was always in their separate group. I have never questioned myself in which group I belonged, but oddly enough, now I do. Ultimately, the Stoll brothers were waving their hands telling me to come toward them, I sighed giving up and walked to them.

"Hey Perce," Travis said. He was acting strangely suspicious and didn't dare to make eye contact with me. I was clueless on their behavior.

"Yeah, hey twinkle toes," Connor joked making the rest of the drumline snickered. Now I know what is going on here.

"Shouldn't you be in tights and a leotard or something?" Travis laughed. The whole drumline was laughing in hysterics now. I set my pad and sticks down on a chair and sarcastically laughed with them too until I fired back at them.

"Yeah, keep laughing and you all owe with 200 push-ups after practice." That stopped them from laughing and looked down at the ground. I smirked and crossed my arms and shook my head at their immaturity.

"Sorry captain," Katie from pit said.

"What are you guys doing here anyway? You all know that guard practice will start any minute," I asked them.

"You know, we're all here to support you and..." Travis trailed the last word. He looked around to the rest of the line.

"And to mock about your dancing tights," Connor finished. The drumline murmured "yeahs" agreeing with Connor.

"Great, thanks for the support guys," I said sarcastically.

"No, we should be thanking you for giving us a nice laugh."

I rolled my eyes. But I was mentally praying this dance teacher wouldn't make do any girly or impossible tunrs and jumps or even worse wear tights and a leotard. I looked down at my black jeans and green t-shirt hoping it will stay like that.

It was already time for practice and Chase and the dance teacher haven't showed up yet. Sadly, I spoke too soon when I heard two girl voices inside the locker room. I didn't have to think twice before guessing what one of the voices belonged to. It was the one and only Chase.

The other voice, however, sounded vaguely familiar. The person kept on talking in her high pitched voice about make-up and clothing, which was odd because I never suspected Chase to be that type of girl. The anonymous voice kept on talking and then my heart stopped when I heard the most annoying sound ever. It was a high pitched, non-stop giggle and there is only one person who I knew the giggle belonged to: my annoying cousin and Thalia's half-sister, Aphrodite.

I mentally slapped myself for not predicting the teacher to be Aphrodite in the first place because she just finished college majoring in dance. Aphrodite gets in my nerves so much and was always in a happy mood. There was absolutely nothing that could get her pissed off. She always drove me crazy and thanks to my luck, she ends up being my dance teacher.

When Aphrodite appeared with Chase trailing behind, I silently scowled. I putted on my fake smile, but soon tuned into a laughter when I saw Chase struggled carrying all of Aphrodite's bags. Although it didn't stop my heart from speeding up when I saw her.I immediately felt overdressed when I saw Aphrodite was wearing tights and a shirt and Chase wearing shorts and a tank top.

The guys in band, especially the drumline- *ahem* Travis and Connor- failed to hide their excitement when they saw Aphrodite. I must admit my cousin is hot but she still is my cousin for gods sake. Of course that's not the same excuse for the rest of the guys and it doesn't stop the guys from making goo-goo eyes at her.

"Percy!" Aphrodite gasped.

"Aphrodite!" I fake smiled.

"Look at you! You got so adorably hot and you are going to be one of my students. Who would have though that would ever happen?" You and me both cuz.

I was about to reply when uninvited people, Travis and Connor, interrupted me from behind.

"Oh Percy here? He had always wanted to learn and I must say so myself, Percy is really lucky to learn from such a talented and beautiful person, " Travis bowed at Aphrodite. I chuckled and shook my head at such an idiot he was.

"Oh you're sweet, but I'm engaged," She smiled sweetly at Travis. Yup, my cousin was engaged to the most horrible person in the world, even worse than Chase and Aphrodite combined, Ares. He is a big bike rider guy that always made my insides boiled.

"Trust me Travis, you don't want to meet the lucky guy," I said to him.

"Right..." Travis backed up.

Aphrodite giggled her annoying giggle, "Alright, let's get started and sorry boys this is a closed practiced."

The guys whined for getting kicked out. On the other hand, I let out a big exhale for knowing there wouldn't be an audience watching me make a complete fool of myself.

"Don't worry kids, you will see the two of them during today's practice doing the solo they just learned today."

"Now that's the show I have been waiting for all day," Travis said mischievously. He patted me on the back wishing me luck before leaving the room. Everybody left and took their equipment and instruments to get an early practice.

"Okay, lets get started. We have 45 minutes." Aphrodite clapped her hands.

Chase went to stand beside me. I tried to ignore the butterflies as much as possible. I sneaked a peak at her and she caught my breath. The shorts she wore showed her off her tanned legs very well. I quickly looked away before I could get caught.

The practice went okay. She didn't make the dance to hard on me because she knew my background of dancing which is none. For Chase was a different story. There was complicated turns and jumps she had to do. Luckily as a guy all I had to do was lead and hold her hand. Now, that part I didn't complain at all.

"We are almost done with the first song, the only thing I am going to add is a lift," Aphrodite informed us.

"What?" Chase gasped. I grunted even though I don't know what that meant, it still sounded complicated.

"Oh don't whine, this is an easy lift. Percy, you are going to grab her with your hands at her waist and lift her up above your head. Annabeth, when he lifts you, you are going to arch your back and spread out your hands while he spins around. If this goes well I will add more lifts to the routine."

My face dropped when I heard what I had to do.

"Stop staring at me like that and get started because we have ten minutes before we have to go to the field," Aphrodite rushed us.

Chase huffed and sent me an evil glare, but ultimately went to stand in front of me. I hesitantly put my hands on her waist because I was afraid on how Chase would react. Eventually I did and to my surprise my arms fitted around her perfectly like she belonged there; it felt really nice. However, I shook the thoughts away and cleared my throat before I get too comfortable. I lifted her up and surprisingly she was very light.

"Good, now Percy lift her above your head and spin around.

Crap, I thought. I lifted her above me and Chase spread her arms up like she was supposed to; I gazed at how calm she was. When I tried to spin around, I forgot that I had feet and I twisted my ankle. Oh shit. I closed me eyes and fell down bringing Chase with me. Luckily, the band room was carpeted so the impact wasn't to painful. When I opened my eyes again, I saw an angel with blond princess curls. I shook my head, and instead of seeing an angel I saw a really pissed off Chase, which was pretty close to an angel. My face turned red when I noticed my arms were still around her. Chase looked down and blushed when she noticed it. The blush suited her really well and I smiled. She looked at me confused.

"Oh you two are just so adorable together!" Aphrodite yelped.

We turned our heads toward her completely forgetting she was there. I saw Chase blushed everywhere and I bet I wasn't far from how she looked too. Chase got off of me releasing her from my grip. I suddenly missed the warmth from her. I got up and looked at my cousin silently sending her a signal not to make me do the lift again.

"Uh, should we go again?" Chase asked her.

"Sadly, there is no time because we have to leave now to the field." I exhaled in relief. "But we will do the lift again in front of the band over there, okay?" Clearly, she didn't get my signal. Suddenly it just hit me, I am going to be dancing in front of the band and the worst part is I am doing the lift again.

Holy crap...

Chapter 5 is complete! Thank gods I'm done. It took me longer than I expected to write this because I had a mini writer's block, but I watched my writer's blocked anecdote to cure the block: Flipped!

I hope you guys like the Percabeth I put. The next chapter will have more Percabeth, I promise. So stay tuned for it.

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Bye! I'm going to watch gymnastics now.