When Will is told he has to go to high school, he doesn't have much of an opinion. Go there, protect some students, hang out with people he barely knew, be over with it. Fine, whatever. Though he finds himself having to be near a Nico Di Angelo an awful lot... Nico'd rather not be near anyone, period. People were annoying, after all, and he didn't trust them much. He was only here because he didn't feel like saying no. He's forced to be near a certain Will Solace, though, and said Will Solace may just change his mind on people. Art creds- Drowninginharmonicas on Tumblr (THANK YOU SO MUCH) NOT related to Changing Plans or Separate- whole new storyline. This got to #1 in jasiper and I haven't the slightest damn clue why but okay All Characters belong to Rick Riordan, storyline belongs to me.

Solangelo AU Nico di Angelo has a secret. Will Solace is determined to figure it out. Disclaimer: All characters belong to Rick Riordan. He owns all of the PJO/HoO characters. But the storyline and plot belong to me, so don't steal my stuff. Please. Cover by: star_child9301

Nico di Angelo had been shunned by his father, King Hades, for two years after he came out and told him he's gay. Since then, the young boy lived two years as a normal commoner, lying to others about others about whom he really is and where's he's been. Will Solace, son of King Apollo, has live a normal life in the Sun Palace with loving and supporting family. He's never had to worry too much about what his parents thought of him. Two years after Nico was rejected by his father, his older sister, Bianca, comes to him with news. She is getting married to Prince Will Solace and he's been invited back to his home palace to meet his soon to be brother in law. Nico agrees, for the sake of his sisters, to come home. What could go wrong if he were to go home? The answer: Everything. (Cover done by me, but no the art of Nico or Will. I wish I could make art like that though)

Nico tried to flatten his rapidly curling hair in the heat. Perks of living in California, he guessed. The walk to the beach was short, and he knew the way even though he almost never went. Hazel walked beside him, her hands in the pockets of her bathing suit cover up, and she smiled softly. Will wiped beads sweat off his forehead. He had reduced his clothing to a tank top and shorts, but even so it was hot, which was rare for him. Perks of living in California, he guessed. The sand beneath his flip flops shifted with every step and the waves looked cool and inviting. He looked up and saw someone.

Place: Club. Time: 11:00 PM. Friends? No. Alone. I'm a regular, let me in. The bartender thinks I'm an addict. In a way, he's right. He's just wrong about what I'm addicted to. Or rather, who.