So I'd like to start out by saying sorry for being gone. I just got a computer for my birthday (February 26th) but didn't get till the day after, then my friends came over, they stayed the night the day after they had left we went on a 5-6 hour road trip to a different city to check out a college, the next day we were driving back (we got home around 8:30) and now we're here.

This is un-beta'd.

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO!

Thalia's POV:

Okay, I should introduce myself first right? Well my name's Thalia, I like the color blue and black, I'm 22, and in college.

My friend Annabeth Chase and I were at the mall for her blind date that her friends from college set her up on, don't ask. When I started to notice the little details about people. Like that girl with her hair in her ponytail had recently taken it out of a french braid. Or that one guy with the tennis racket keeps hitting on random girls. Even if they had on a wedding ring. Ew. Hey, wait a second. He reminds me of...

"Oh my gods, Annabeth, look its that weird guy that lives across the hall from you in your apartment! You know that creep that always hits on you even though he's like 30 and your only 19!" I had to. I just had to. He even hit on me once. I hit him with my headphones, needless to say I need new headphones. Which was the reason I was at the mall. *Shudder*.

"Thalia, you're making a scene!" Annabeth whisper-yelled at me.

"Great, blame the person with the want- no need- for new headphones. I'm being deprived!" I tell her back. She just shook her head.

"I think that's him. Thalia go find new headphones, just don't do anything illegal." She warned me.

"Too late." I whispered under my breath. Random fact about me; when I have something that I cherish then smack it one somebody's head, you notice how many other people have the same thing. Huh, weird. I walked into the nearest store and was immediately assaulted by the smell of perfume, and the only thing I could hear was Justin Bieber. You know that Canadian that's going to be deported. Yeah him. I quickly stepped out of the store and looked at the sign hanging above it; Claires well no wonder. I aimlessly walked around the mall, until I came to Headphones R Us. (;P) I walked inside to find a bunch of kids hanging out in front of the isle that I needed to go down.

"Excuse me." I said, not to pissed yet.

"Excuse yourself." I looked over to the 'teenager' that was watching over the younger kids with his friend, the guy that just spoke had bad acne, a goatee, long pink hair and braces.

"I don't think that's how you'd talk to a person that could teach these kids some very sailor-ish words." I answered walking past them. His friend that had an olive skin tone, black hair, obsidian eyes, black jeans and a black shirt, he also looked around my age while Pinkie was a little yonger. Really? Pink and Black that's like vying for attention. Whom had snickered when I said that.

"I don't think you can teach them any new words, they go to public school." Blackers answered.

"Oh really? Kids do you want to learn any new words today?" I asked them in my Drew-voice (Drew's a terrible person that seduces adults for a living).

"Go fuck yourself with hot sauce." One answered, he had red hair, a black fedora, he was around the same height as Blackers (whom I figured out later was 6' something) and had a neon yellow shirt on.

"Ouch." Was all I said as I walked towards the Monster DNA's, I picked up a pair of black ones with an electric blue edging. "Perfect," I whispered to myself. They were the mirror image of my old ones when I bought them. I didn't even look at the price knowing if I spend anything over $300 I can swipe using my dad's credit card, he doesn't mind. . . much.

"Don't worry Austen doesn't bite, too much." Pinkie said grinning, while Blackers high-fived Austen.

"Dude we might want to get back to work before the manager comes." Blackers told Pinkie.

"Nico~!" Pinkie whined as he walked away from the group of kids jumped at an older woman probably their day-care worker they were with.

"Thanks Nico for watching them." The lady said, she came over gave Blackers (or Nico) a kiss on the cheek and walked away as he furiously wiped the red lipstick left behind not even hiding the disgust on his face.

"Sister, girlfriend or wife?" I asked him as he finally got it off.

"The first one." Was all he said as he walked towards the only free checkout line. He raised an eyebrow at me; "Are you going to stand there all day or actually pay for those?"

"The latter." I answered him and handed him my (or going to be) new headphones.

"$199.99. No tax." He answered in a dull voice probably rehearsed in front of the mirror.

"Here." I gave him a hundred, four twenties, a ten, four ones, a five and four quarters. "Keep the penny." I said and waited for my headphones and receipt.

"Really? You couldn't have just given me two hundreds?" He asked while counting the money out and putting it in the cash register.

"Nope." I said popping the 'p'. He gave me a look like, 'really?'

"Fine, hope you have a good day and come back to Headphones-r-us!" He said sarcastically, but after a stern look from a portly man wearing a cheetah print shirt and khakis, he smiled with fake enthusiasm and said; "Please come back again soon. Just hopefully not when Austen's here, he smells fear." He said the last part as a whisper to me, I smiled at him grabbed my bag with my headphones in it and as I walked out the doors I could hear Nico talking to his manager (?).

"Where's that enthusiasm? Where's your smile? Where's your h-nametag? And apron?" Nico's manager whom shall now be called the wine dude (I could smell it on his breath from a mile away) asked him about to say hospitality I believe then say the disappearance of his nametag and 'uniform' (it's just a bright orange apron with some cheetah spots going down the sides, just the idea of Nico in it made me laugh).

"Somewhere in the garbage disposal process." Nico said his voice cold to the ears, I would've heard more if a certain blonde that was supposed to be on a blind date jumped on me and said; "TO THE CAR!" I shook my head at her and very slowly almost as slow as a turtle could go began to walk. It's not the fact that she's heavy its just that she hasn't done this since we were kids.

"Thalia your such a turtle." Annabeth told me.

"I'm setting records for slowest turtle then." I said smiling.

"Come on, I'm trying to prove a point to Perseus." I gave her a look.

"Percy I mean." After my confused look she added, "the guy I went on a date with today?"

"Oooooohhhhhhh." I said dragging out each letter. With that I had Annabeth get off me and we raced to my car, a black Maserati 3500 gt.

Later when I got home I found his number on my headphones. I had to back to the store the next day to buy new ones that I could actually wear outside without people calling him. Whose number you may be asking, well no other than Blackie.

He didn't have to wait to long for me to call him and ask; "What the fuck did you do to my headphones. I could hear his smile through the phone. This time a real genuine smile.