Band Greeks

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Thalia POV

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"Class, we have a temporary exchange student with us today. She will be attending Brooklyn Academy for the Gifted for the next few months. Her name is Thalia Grace. Please show her the respect of any other student." The teacher said.

I stepped in front of the class, scanning them over as I chewed my gum. My eye caught someone in the fifth row, and her eyes caught mine. I wanted to hug her then and there, but I had to keep cool. I knew she would've, too.

"Miss Grace, if you would kindly spit out your gum, we can continue the lesson for today," she said.

I cocked my head to the side and spat my gum directly into the trash. Then I took a seat right next to her.

"Annie, how are you?" I whispered excitedly.

"I'm good, how's traveling with the huntresses been?" Annabeth asked.

"It's been good, kiddo. We could've done well in the war with Gaea with someone like you, but I know you didn't want to give up your Seaweed Brain." I smirked.

"Miss Grace, I will have you know I do not tolerate speaking while I am speaking," the teacher scolded.

"Yes, ma'am." I replied.

She continued talking, so I scribbled down more conversation onto a note and passed it to Annabeth: Idk how long I'm staying here.

She wrote back quickly and discreetly dropped the note on my desk: That's okay; it's nice to see you again.

I write again, Have you heard anything about that battle of the bands? I'm thinking of starting a band. Who would be the best contenders?

Annabeth smirked a bit and responded, Definitely not Percy, he couldn't hold a tune to save his life. 

I nearly laughed aloud at her statement. 


During lunch, I hung up some flyers for any possible recruits to meet with me at the front of the school when the day ended. At the end of the day, I was met with two people I knew, and one I didn't: Nico di Angelo, Will Solace, and a girl who introduced herself as Sadie Kane.

"Can any of you actually play any instruments?" I asked. I glanced pointedly at Will, seeing as he was a son of the music god.

"I'm just a doctor," he said defensively.

"Why did any of you even sign up?" I was getting irritated now. I turned to Sadie. "What about you, blondie?"

"Don't call me that," she retorted in a British lilt, "and I learned to play a bit on the guitar."

"Great..." I sighed. "Maybe I can find someone to help me..."


"You're gonna cheat your way through the battle of the bands?" Leo's eyes widened, though he grinned like he had been waiting for someone to ask.

"Well, it's not really cheating," I offered, "it's more like enhancing a talent that none of these people have."

"What do you need?" Leo asked.

"Drums, a guitar, a bass, maybe a keyboard, I don't know." I shrugged. "Just make sure they have some kind of magic in them to help them play."

"Got it, but I'll probably have to have some extensive help on this. When do you want them done by?" Leo leaned on the work bench.

"Before next Friday, which is the battle of the bands."

"Yikes, you're really gonna have to pull some all-nighters to get this to work." 

"Not something we aren't used to, right?" I smirked.


After rehearsing every single day for the next week after receiving our instruments, the four of us were ready for our debut as The Crossing Myths. 

We had: me on lead guitar and lead vocals; Sadie on bass and second vocals; Nico on keyboard; Will on drums. 

The auditorium was packed with students, including all of our friends to watch us perform.

I strummed the guitar a bit, feeling as if I had done this a million times before when in reality I had only done it every day for the past week. This was how Leo had charmed our instruments, with some kind of instinct spell to guide our fingers to the correct notes.

"How is everyone tonight?" I asked the crowd, the mic echoing. The crowd cheered loudly, and I could pick out Percy and Jason's voices the easiest. That felt a little embarrassing. "We are The Crossing Myths!"

I strummed the first few notes, and soon everybody was playing with me. 

I'll admit I was never very good at poetry, or writing song lyrics for that matter, but Nico was the one who helped me write the song.

At the end of our performance, we took a bow and exited the stage.

"Nice job guys, that was awesome," I grinned.

"Now, we will crown the winner of the Battle of the Bands!" The choir teacher announced. "In third place, we have..."

Not us, I thought.

"In second place, we have..."

Still not us, My stomach curled, worrying we wouldn't win. I guess it wasn't really about winning, but it was nice to dream.

"In first place we have...The Crossing Myths!"

My eyes widened and we walked back out onstage to claim our prize: a shiny plastic trophy and prize money, $25 each to us.

Our friends swarmed us as we walked offstage.

"That was awesome, guys!" Percy hugged us all like our dad or something.

"Let's go out to dinner, all of us. You could use that prize money on us..." Leo teased.

"In your dreams, I'm saving this for my next adventure." I grinned, gripping my crisp $25. "Being a half-blood isn't cheap."

In the end, we did all go out to dinner, and feasted like rock stars. 

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