Nico was bewildered. And scared. And not to mention smitten. Why was he?

Will. Nico leaned into his palm, watching the blond-haired co-writer sing for The Big Three. He kept his eyes on his, looking into his honey eyes.

But we wouldn't admit he liked Will. Even saying he was handsome was way out of range. He didn't even acknowledge he liked him. He didn't know why, but for some reason, he always wants to be close to the guy. Will was singing a cover to Jason, Percy, and him, gently plucking a guitar to go with his clear, rich voice.

So this is love, mmm

So this is love

So this is what makes life divine

I'm all aglow, mmm

And now I know (and now I know)

The key to all heaven is mine

My heart has wings, mmm

And I can fly

I'll touch every star in the sky

So this is the miracle

That I've been dreaming of

Mmm, mmm

So this is love

He loved Disney. Nico knew. He knew that he also loves hot chocolate, with caramel and little marshmallows. He knows he loves Starbucks on hot days. But Nico wasn't thinking about Disney, or hot chocolate, or Starbucks.

He was thinking of Will.

The window was allowing a light breeze to flow in the big room. Nico watched Wills's golden hair get ruffled by the draft. It flowed into his eyes, and Will brushed them away irritatedly. Nico found it adorable.

Will's voice serenaded him, making him stumble into a daze. His mind was droning on the same name. will, will, will, will, it chorused. He snapped out of his trance and went back to swaying along with Will's guitar. Will's voice sounded like sugar.

It sounded like the fresh Cannoli his mom used to make him as a child on Sunday mornings. It sounded like the Ambrosia stuff from Greek myths, the divine food Bianca used to tell him about. Bianca told him it tasted like the most excellent meal ever, the one cuisine you craved the most.

He didn't know what he craved the most. Maybe someone who he knew well, someone who he worked with, someone with soft, silky, golden hair that shin-

*RING! RING!*

Everyone stopped. Percy stopped harmonizing with Will. Jason stopped crooning to Wills's voice. Will stopped playing altogether. Nico scrambled to get his phone out of his pocket.

It was Reyna, his supermodel girlfriend. Seriously. She was the most influential supermodel around. She even went by one name.

People who weren't familiar with the fashion industry knew who she was. If someone said, 'Reyna is my idol!' they would unquestionably recognize who they were talking about. He sighed and pulled out his phone.

"Yes?"

"You're going to be late."

"What? It's only 8:00,"

"It's a 15-minute drive. We have to be at the Caramel Coffee Cafe by 8:20."

"Maledire queste riserve...I'm coming in a second." He put his hand to the mic and muttered to his friends and his soon-to-be-more-than-friends-friend. Or so he hoped.

"Uh, I have to go. I have a date in a little bit." Percy nodded.

"You should go. Rachel would kill-used to kill me if I was late. Go on." He said dismissively. Jason pursed his lips and nodded slowly. Will looked-

Hurt? HURT! Will looks hurt? Does that mean he's jealous, or- nevermind. Whatever. I shouldn't care. Why do I care? But what if he likes me? Why do we care about that? It's not like we like him.-Nico debated in his mind.

"I know you're having a hard time with your relationship, but keep trying." At, 'I know you're having a hard time with your relationship' Will perked up.

"Well, have a good time!" Will waved his hand, unusually cheerfully. And Will was always happy. So Will was acting like Matthieu Ricard. (Search it up)

"Ok...I'll go," Nico said hesitantly. He hopped in his car and drove to Reyna's suite. He was lucky he just got his driver's license at 16. Reyna enjoyed driving in his car, even though she's 17, and can drive perfectly well. Nico didn't know why.

He assumed it was because Reyna's ex, Octavian, gave her it. He was a lousy writer who managed the gossip part of The Daily Oracle. He was always a shameless person, trying to pull people down from their pedestal to get to the peak of fame.

She cant throw it away-Octavian would somehow find a way to twist it in his favor. He could already imagine the headline.

Selfish Reyna!

Reyna throws away Ferrari and throws away money at the same time instead of donating!

If she donated it:

Reyna Heartless?

Reyna donates precious heirloom from loving ex! They split apart because they're managers made them, but they loved each other in their hearts!

Nico felt no excitement as he pulled up to the sidewalk. He poked the button that opened the door, and it slid open. Reyna sat next to him uncomfortably. After a few seconds of driving, she gingerly clung to his arm, like she wasn't certain if that was...normal.

"Can you let go? Sorry, but I'm driving." He said flatly. He let go, and she looked relieved.

They arrived at the cafe. They sat in their reserved seats, in the VIP room. They awkwardly conversed for a second, talking quietly, acting like they weren't best friends before they were pressured to date by their fans, and their managers made them, because they only cared about fame. Nico was reminded of their nonexistent chemistry. Nico took a deep breath.

"Reyna." She looked up.

"Yes?"

"I love you, but-but-" He took a deep breath. "I think we should break up."

I LEFT YOU ON THE CLIFF DUDE! Sorry, this chapter is short. I just wanted to get this out because I have no patience. And by the way, we are going to circle around the characters. Like every chapter is going to end on a cliff hanger until they all meet each other. (Hint) next chapter is HAZEL! Review...I BEGGING YOU!

Remember: Always eat your Oreos!