Ok, I'm super sorry for not updating. If you check my profile, you'll see why. And I'm sorry for all the POV changes that will be happening. I just wanted to get a long-ish chapter to you and yeah.

Thalia POV

I stood, grounded to that spot, for what seemed like forever. I stuck my hands in my pockets and felt something in there. I took it out to see a few tickets to my dance concert. I was going to give one to the principal so she knew that I'm dancing in here for a good reason, not just because I was bored, and throw the rest away. I bit my lower lip and, in a split second decision, called over to Percy.

"Ya?" he asked. He muscles tensed and I knew he thought that I was going to hit him.

I fumbled with the tickets. "Here," I said, handing them to him. "I need criticism."

"I already told you that you were good," he said, blushing bright red. I rolled my eyes and slapped him on the back of the head. He stared at me, rubbing the back of his head. "Ow!" he said (most obviously overreacting), after a few seconds.

I rolled my eyes at him. "That was when I didn't think people were going to watch me. Besides, I'm going to change my song."

He nodded awkwardly. "You, um, make up all your own dances?" he asked sheepishly. "I mean… Don't you have people to do that?"

I shook my head. "I've been doing this for, like, forever. The only times I don't is when it's a group project. And they also know I do best when the song, um, means something to me." He nodded, still unsure or if he wanted to come or not. "If you want," I told him. "I have extra tickets. You can invite your friends. You don't have to tell them I'll be up there, they won't recognize me."

"But what guys go to a dance?" he asked. "It's for a bunch of wimps."

A laughed and shook my head. "No," I said. "They're the smart ones."

"How?" Percy asked.

I got in close and, in his ear, whispered, "Close contact with half dressed girls." I let that linger there for a while, and then pulled back.

He had a goofy grin. "I'm there," he said, a little bit more enthusiastically than I thought he would be. Then he paused. "Why wouldn't they recognize you?" he asked.

I smirked. "You'll see why.

Percy POV

The next few weeks went somewhat normally. I went and got tutored by Thalia, made out with Annabeth, went to a few parties, and even got a few of the guys to go to the dance recital. It took a bunch of convincing, but they came when I told them about the half dressed girls.

Finally, the day came. "I'll be right back," I told the guys. "The guys" were made up of the Stolls, Nico, Grover, and myself.

"Where do you think you're going?" Travis said.

Truthfully, I was going to see Thalia, but I wasn't going to say that. She told me where to find her about a week ago. I quickly looked for an excuse. "I'm, um, going to look around" I stuttered. They nodded, obviously not believing me.

I walked away before they could say anything and walked backstage. There was a secret way to get there through the back door. Thalia had texted me what to do and to knock three times. Like me, three was a special number to her (1).

When I knocked, she opened the plain door and wrapped her arms around me. I hugged her back after stumbling like that. When I breathed in, I realized she smelled like candy. I breathed in again, this time taking in her scent.

I wanted to stay there forever, but I pulled back after a while. "What was that for?" I asked.

She looked down, embarrassed. "I'm just glad you didn't bring Annabeth," she mumbled.

I raised my eyebrows. "Why?" I asked.

She looked back up and I finally got a good look at her. When I did, I almost fainted. She wasn't wearing her gothic makeup, but bright, sparkly, sea green makeup. She had some gems on the side of her left eye. Her raven black hair was now brown and curly. She had on a lyrical dress that was different shades of sea green. The weird part is, the sea green was the colour of my eyes.

She caught my staring and glared at me. "You look… different?" It came out more of a question than anything. It's a good thing!" I added, seeing her glare. I gave out a breathy chuckle. "You look amazing."

She smiled. "Thanks."

"Good luck, Evangeline," I told her with a wink.

She gave me an odd look. "Two things. One: In the arts, you never say good luck. It's always break a leg. Tradition," she added, seeing my confused face. "Two: Why'd you call me Evangeline?"

"It's you middle name, isn't it?" I asked, feigning innocence. She nodded. "And I figured you'd hate it so-o-o-o that's what I'm calling you now." I smiled and she groaned.

"What about Pine cone face?" she asked.

I smiled. "I didn't forget about that." The lights flashed, signaling the show was about to start. "I gotta go," I reluctantly said. I gave her one more hug, careful not to ruin her outfit. "Break a leg. In fact, break every bone in your body."

She laughed. "Don't worry, I will."

I left and the guys raised their eyebrows at me, asking what took me so long. I shook my head. Different people of different age groups came up. Some of them were good, but none as good as Thalia. Not even close.

When any guy would come up in just tights and a shirt (which happened more times than I wanted), the Stolls would make dumb jokes like, "Looks like Elton John forget his pants!" Then people would shush them, but it kept me entertained.

After a few hours, the theater went black. It couldn't be over, could it? An older lady, about 50, came up to the stage. She was wearing a black dress. "This recital," she said. "Is for an exceptional performer who has been accepted to Julliard. This is her last year with us and this will be her last performance with us. That is why we are saving her for last. We will miss her more than words can describe."

I held my breath. This had to be Thalia. I was right. The lights went up, the curtain opened, and Thalia showed up. The guys gave wolf whistles and for some reason, I got mad. I shushed them and they looked at me like I was crazy.

Desperate for changing
Starving for truth
I'm closer to where I started
Chasing after you
I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you

Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incomplete
I'll take your invitation
You take all of me now...

I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and not quite sure where to go
And I don't know what I'm diving into
Just hanging by a moment here with you

There's nothing else to lose
There's nothing else to find
There's nothing in the world
That can change my mind
There is nothing else
There is nothing else
There is nothing else

Desperate for changing
Starving for truth
I'm closer to where I started
Chasing after you...

I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and not quite sure where to go
And I don't know what I'm diving into
Just hanging by a moment here with you

Just hanging by a moment (here with you)
Hanging by a moment (here with you)
Hanging by a moment here with you

When the song ended, Thalia got a standing ovation, started by me. She looked at me gratefully and I noticed that whenever she could, she would look at me in the dance. I shrugged it off and cheered louder. From the different dances I've seen her do, this was by far the best. During the clapping, I ran out and snuck backstage, sitting on Thalia's chair until she came back.

"Hey, Evangeline," I said when she came back about 20 minutes later. "You were amazing," I told her.

She smiled, still breathing heavy. "Thanks," she said.

"Last performance, huh?" I asked.

She nodded. "Ya, it's pretty crazy. I've done this since I was three." I nodded and she brushed a piece of hair away from her face and started going through everything.

"How did you get your hair that colour? I like it black much better," I added as an after thought, and I immediately turned bright red. I wasn't supposed to say that.

She, apparently, didn't care. "Me too. I just used some spray that made my hair lighter. It's comes out, easily." She turned to me. "Thank you for coming. It made my performance a million times better. Knowing you're there made it all worthwhile. It's hard making your last dance in a few weeks. I've worked years on dances before."

I let out a low whistle. "Wow. I'm really glad I came."

Thalia looked like she was about to say something but my phone started playing the Pokemon theme song. She shook her head at me and I checked my text. It was Nico.

ur moms here hurry

I rolled my eyes and texted back, I will! And will you stop typing in chat speak?

He answered right away. n0p3 ;P

I sighed and put my phone away. "I have to go," I told Thalia.

She looked at me, and her face was sad. "Alright," she said after a while.

I gave her another hug. "You were amazing," I reminded her.

She smiled and bumped me with her shoulder. "You've told me that. I'll text you later. Bye, Seaweed Brain."

I smiled and she smiled that stunning smile of hers. "Bye, Pinecone face."

I walked away, not even realizing that I never figured out what she said.

Thalia POV

I watched him walk away, and I knew that he'll never know, anytime soon at least, that the song was for him, and all our little moments together.

SOOOOOOOOO sorry if it's OCC (which it is….). I put her makeup and dress on my profile.

In mythology, three was a lucky number, like it was said in TLT

I hope you review, because it makes me sad when people don't. You don't want to see me sad, do you? Of course not, so review.