"Percy!' Annabeth gasped with surprise.
"Like the new style?" he asked with a grin worthy of the Stoll Brothers.
"I...Seaweed Brain!"
Percy leaned against the doorway of the Athena Cabin, his usual sneakers replaced by combat boots, his blue jeans replaced by skin tight black ripped pants, and a shirt advertising a rock band which had no lack of skulls and bones on it. Not only this, but his natural wavy hair not was spiked and streaked with red, he wore several bracelets, some rubber band bracelets and some leather, with studs. Studs also adorned his shoes and his leather belt.
"Is that a no then?' His grin still hadn't left his eyes.
"It's...new..." Not that she didn't like the punk style, but what had made Percy change his style so quickly?
"Yeah, it is. I think I like it." Something was funny, he had this playful look in his eyes.
Annabeth eyes pierced into his eyes, she made no emotion on her face, just stared at him.
"Okay...fine... you got me Wise Girl" His grin was now a puppy dog frown. "I lost a bet to a couple Apollo kids. If I lost, I had to raid their closets and wear what I found for a day"
"That's what I thought." Annabeth was the one with the smug grin this time. "What bet did you lose?"
"I tried to tell them I new more songs from them."