Shooting Star 🌟Percabeth-AU-🌟

-+The Goodbye Tour-+4

Hey everyone! Supa dupa sorry that I didn't update since Halloween! I was at a sleepover and I have Strep Throat....yeah. So here It is! Hope you like the 4 year timeskip! (The stage list is up there^

-+FOUR YEARS LATER-+

"Athena, be reasonable! You can't just leave!" I threw my head back. I was getting sick and tired of my record label. "I can, and I will" I countered. Cinda Haring sighed. We were sitting in her office discussing my recent decision to take a break and finish high school. I signed onto Parthenon Studios four years back during Freshman year. Don't get me wrong, I am so thankful for this label. But sometimes they are a pain in the butt. Cinda sighed. "Okay, what about this." I shifted in my seat. "Maybe, you do one last concert before you leave." I couldn't help but notice how she ended it off less of a question, and more of a demand. This just made me want to decline her offer and leave; but I couldn't do that. I curtly nodded and left. One concerts not gonna be so bad, right?

-+TIME SKIP TO THE EVENING-+

I took a deep breath staring at my vanity. I'm going on in ten. I've always wanted to go to New York City; in fact, I'm going to school here. And now I have a concert here! I put in my deep ocean blue contacts so that people don't know I'm Annabeth Chase. Now, I'm Athena. A deep ocean color is far different than my natural stormy grey. People can't mistake me like this. I got up from the comfort of my cushion and walked to the door. I put a genuine smile on my face and walk out waving. Cheers erupt in the crowd.

"Athena!"

"Athena!"

I walk too the microphone. I wave to the crowd. "Hey guys!" I smirked, I know exactly that I'm gonna do. "Hm. Well this song is about a particular person who broke my heart. This person will always be on their own in my mind because he uses people for their bodies. He cheated on me, and most likely he'll cheat on other girls too. And I won't stand for that. And I bet you won't stand for that. So this guy is on his own, he always has been and he always wil; be. So I call this song, Your On Your Own Kid" the beat started to play and I started to dance. Soon enough, the audience wasn't there anymore, just me. Just me and my memories. I grabbed the mic on my cue.

"Summer went away, still, the yearning stays
I play it cool with the best of them
I wait patiently, he's gonna notice me
It's okay, we're the best of friends
Anyway
I hear it in your voice, you're smoking with your boys
I touch my phone as if it's your face
I didn't choose this town, I dream of getting out
There's just one who could make me stay
All my days
From sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes
I waited ages to see you there
I search the party of better bodies
Just to learn that you never cared
You're on your own, kid
You always have been
I see the great escape, so long, Daisy May
I picked the petals, he loves me not
Something different bloomed, writing in my room
I play my songs in the parking lot
I'll run away
From sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes
I called a taxi to take me there
I search the party of better bodies
Just to learn that my dreams aren't rare
You're on your own, kid
You always have been
From sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes
I gave my blood, sweat, and tears for this
I hosted parties and starved my body
Like I'd be saved by a perfect kiss
The jokes weren't funny, I took the money
My friends from home don't know what to say
I looked around in a blood-soaked gown
And I saw something they can't take away
'Cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned
Everything you lose is a step you take
So make the friendship bracelets, take the moment and taste it
You've got no reason to be afraid
You're on your own, kid (ah)
Yeah, you can face this (ah)
You're on your own, kid
You always have been"

When I finished everyone was screaming. I smiled. "So, every song I make is about a person, right. This person usually hurts me, hurts other, or hurts themselves. And guess what! Those people are afraid of me! Why? Well I don't know! So I say to them, Who's Afraid Of Little Old Me?"