Hello! This is my first chapter story. I'm sure you've read a bunch of stories where the girls are famous, but thanks for giving mine a chance. Alright, this is it. I don't own Percy Jackson.

Thalia POV

The bell rang, a loud, clanging sound, and I rushed to pick up my stuff off the small desk. I clutched the textbooks tightly in my hands as I pushed my way out the door. When I got out into the hallway, someone tripped me and caused all my books to fall. My hair floated around my face as I crouched down on my knees, picking up the books and any papers that fell out.

I stood back up and looked around. Just as I had suspected, about ten feet away were 'The Populars.' It consisted of Khione, Drew, and Rachel, the 'Barbies,' and Percy, Nico, and Jason.

I didn't know Khione, Drew, or Rachel very well, besides the fact that they were bitches who thought they ruled the school, but I did know Percy, Nico, and Jason well. Extremely well.

Percy was my cousin on my father's side and pretty much grew up in between my house and his. Nico's one of my best friend's twin brother. Bianca di Angelo. He was also my secret crush of, like, forever. And Jason was my twin brother.

And did they do anything? No! Not even my own freaking twin brother! The three most important guys in my life did nothing while I sat there, getting pushed around and taunted. Well, they used to be the most important guys in my life. Now all they care about is keeping up their reputation.

As soon as I met their eyes, they looked away. Hot tears began forming as I remembered they didn't care anymore. I shifted my backpack and secured my books before turning around and running down the corner. I was halfway down the second hallway before something caught my arm.

I turned around and was face to face with Percy, Nico, and Jason.

"Thalia-" Nico started to say before I cut him off.

"What do you guys want?" I asked angrily, yanking my arm away from Nico.

"To apologize," Jason said, reaching forward and trying to wipe the tears off my face.

I flinched away from his hand and said, "For what?"

"The thing in the hallway. We-" Percy started saying.

I started laughing humorlessly. "That was nothing! You don't even know what's been happening. You're busy keeping up your reputation. Did you guys even know that Piper, Annabeth and I have been getting bullied for the last six months?!"

The shocked looks on their faces were priceless. Of course they didn't know. We didn't matter to them anymore.

"Six months?! Why didn't you tell us?! We-" Jason started.

"What do you mean 'tell you'?! You guys haven't given any of us a second glance since you became popular. We live in the same freaking house, Jason, and the most you've said to me in the last few months was 'Hey Thalia.' You guys don't even know what we've been going through. All you guys care about is making out with your girlfriends and making sure everyone sees you as a cool jock, not a caring person. So don't you dare act like you know how we feel!" I exclaimed.

I spun on my heel, but Nico grabbed my arm again. His grip was firm as he held onto the sleeve of my leather jacket and turned me around.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"To the only people who still care about me!" I said as I ripped my arm out of his grasp once again and turned around to finally walk off.

"What are you talking about, Thals? We still care about you." Percy said.

I whipped back around, clenching my fists in anger and said, "Really?! Because you don't do a good job of showing it!"

With that, I ran around the corner, looking for Piper and Annabeth. After a few minutes, I found them, Annabeth scanning her text book and Piper digging into her jumbled mess of a locker.

"Thalia!" Annabeth yelled, alarmed, as she saw the streams of tears running down my face.

One thing about me, I never cried. Not when I was eight and I broke my arm, not when I was twelve and I fell from the top of a tree, shattering two of my ribs. But this, this was the last straw. They both ran up and embraced me in a hug. I broke down on Piper's shoulders while Annabeth soothingly rubbed my back. I explained what happened once I had calmed down. They nodded and once I cleaned myself up with Piper's help, we walked back to the front of the school.

There, I saw the Barbies along with the guys. Then, Khione pulled three books out of her disgustingly pink backpack. A black one with words scribbled on it in electric blue, a silvery-grey one with an intricate owl on it, and a black and white one with sayings scribbled on it in neon colors.

They were our song books. How she got them, I didn't really want to know.

"Our books!" I cried out to Annabeth and Piper.

We all ran up and ripped the books from Khione's grasp. She yelped in surprise and started yelling insults at us as we ran towards the parking lot.

When we reached Piper's car, we stopped. I glanced back at the girls to see Khione huffing in anger, Drew worryingly fixing her hair from where Piper had hit it, and Rachel clutching at her make-up bag, ready to re-apply what she really didn't need.

"Piper, call your dad. We're taking up his offer." I said. She nodded and took out her phone.

Her dad was the movie star Tristan McLean, although she never told anybody and never dressed like she was rich. He had offered to get us a record deal a while back. Nobody knew, not even the boys, but we wrote songs, sang, and played instruments. We had our own small recording studio at Piper's house, but we were never ready to go big time. Now we were ready. Ready to escape this excuse of a normal life. Ready to be famous.

"He just got us tickets to go see him in Hollywood. They leave in an hour. We don't need to pack anything. Let's go," Piper said.

Annabeth nodded and got in the front seat. I was about to open the back door when someone yelled "Thalia! Annabeth! Piper!"

I spun around to see Percy, Nico, and Jason running towards us. I got in the backseat and was about to close the door when Nico blocked it.

"Where are you guys going?" he asked.

I stared into his eyes for a second before saying, "Since when did you care?"

I shut the door harshly and Piper started driving.

I stuck my head out the window and yelled "Jason! Tell dad I'll call him later! I won't be back for a while!"

"What?! How long?!" he yelled back.

"Couple of months, at the least!" I yelled to him before we drove out of the parking lot.

I faintly heard him yell "WHAT?!" before we drove away. I slipped on a pair of sunglasses and sat back down, getting comfortable.

"Hollywood, here we come!"