AN:….well… I have to say…it's rather awkward how my previous chapter was not longer than the first, though I vowed it to be…*awks socks* I may need to go back to 7th grade. Just kidding. I may need to go back to kindergarten. Well, here's chapter 3, and I PROMISE this will be long (er). Or that will make awks sauce. (There will be a lot of awks.) In the other chapter, I decided not to do Leo/Hazel 'cause (my apologies beforehand) I believe in Hazel/Frank so… I created Ellen! YAY. (Applause.) My, my, hopefully my story will be longer than this author's note… but I have to say, it does give me a head start ;). Alright. The story.

*Momentarily almost forgotten disclaimer: I don't own PJO blah blah blah blah blah. *

Chapter 3

Annabeth's POV:

It was beautiful. The dress, I mean. I went to Thalia's house 2 hours before the party, and was surprised that Silena was there. Just my luck, I thought to myself sarcastically. She's going to dress me like a doll. One hour later, I was dressed like a doll. Now, as I examined myself in the mirror, I thought maybe sometimes dressing like a doll was a good thing. It would certainly benefit whoever was going in the closet with me tonight, I thought glumly. The dress was short, and showed quite a bit of leg. It was pale pink, strapless, and had sparkles starting from the bottom and slowly faded out once it reached the top. Silena kept my hair down, and put on a thin layer of pale pink eye shadow and mascara on me. I objected.

"Honey, with those lashes, I shouldn't even be allowed to put mascara on you," she said. Giving me the perfect argument much. But she did anyway.

Thalia was dressed like a doll too, and looked as if she was about to explode any minute. Her dress was also short, but more party-ish. It was lime green fabric topped with some thin black, and a green and black tutu on the bottom. Also strapless. (AN: I saw this dress in Lord&Taylor, and oh my god, it was so cute! But, alas, it was super expensive…) For the remaining hour, Silena taught us the etiquette of girliness. It went in one ear and out the other I must say. Sometime in that remaining hour, Piper also came along in a baby blue skirt and white shirt, making her eyes match the color. I didn't know how she did that, but hell, it was cool.

"Alright ladies," Thalia perked up and plastered a fake smile on her face "let's go and get SCREWED in the CLOSET," she yelled.

"Oh god Thalia." I think this was an appropriate moment for a face palm.

She smirked. "Oh, you know it's true."

I grabbed her arm and headed towards the door. "Let's go."

Jason's POV (I realized I haven't done his so why not. Let's give it a go.)

There was a slight possibility I was drooling. I couldn't help it. A guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do.

Nico took his hand and closed my mouth. "The flies are gonna all come in your mouth," he said. I glared. He smirked.

When Piper, Thalia, and Annabeth came over, I got super tongue-tied.

"Hey Jason." Piper's eyes changed from light blue to grey.

Silence.

"Um...yeah" oh god, why is she talking to me "yeah th-it-sh-um-be" oh god, why is she so beautiful. I let out a breath and straightened up. "Hi." Nico patted me on the back.

"Baby steps," he whispered. "Baby steps."

Percy broke the tension, and his whispered conversation with Annabeth.

"Okay, well. Jason, very smooth. Hi Piper. Hi Thalia. Let's," he scratched his head "let's go to the basement."

We scurried along into the gigantic house. Pictures of baby Jason and baby Thalia lined the wall. Percy stopped at one, where Jason had a staple on his lip. (LH reference! ) Hmm. On the way, we picked up the Stoll brothers and Katie Gardener, Ellen (making Leo turn bright pink), Rachel, who batted her eyes at Percy, Reyna, who made me internally groan when she did the same thing to me, Luke, who made Annabeth smile and look away, and some random kid that no one knew who the fuck was.

We descended down the carpeted stairs and ventured into the basement.

It was pretty clear that no one had explored (cough cough. Trashed.) this part of the house yet. The balloons were still afloat and bottles of soda neatly lined a small kitchen counter. Thalia eyed the bottles, then selected one.

She chugged it in about a minute. A personal best. When she was finished she grinned.

"Spin the bottle anyone?"

This is long! But I promise (PROMISE) the chapters will (hopefully) get longer…. Alright well. You know what to do! 3