Ah, what do I do when I'm bored? I give you all something to read because I feel like it. Sparkling lemonade, pretzels, and a couple cheese sticks is all I have to fuel me through this writing session. Good snack. Let's see, I don't own Percy Jackson, I'm not trying to make any money off this, blah blah blah, all that stuff. Review if you please, and I'm sorry that the chapter's a bit short. I didn't have much time. Enjoy chapter 6!

Percy's Perspective

I woke up at eleven o'clock today, and I couldn't have felt more refreshed. I groggily got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. My hair felt a lot longer than normal, but maybe I had just fallen asleep for days and it grew. I walked in our bathroom, and opened my eyes completely for the first time. They scanned over my body. A burning realization came over me as a high pitched scream that came from my own mouth shook the entire house.

My mom, being the concerned mom she normally is, ran into the bathroom and said "Percy, what's wrong?"

"CAN'T YOU SEE WHAT'S WRONG? I HAVE BOOBS!" I yelled back, my voice shrill and foreign.

"Percy, think back to a couple days. Can't you remember? You became a goddess, you became a girl, grew long blonde hair and a huge chest?"

I thought about this for a moment. Then it all came rushing back to me, the pain, the blood, Artemis kissing me, everything from yesterday. "Oh yeah…that."

"So, you're all right Percy?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Could you make me some breakfast?"

"Can't gods do that on their own?" My mom said to me, smiling.

"I'm not really that kind of goddess yet Mom." I said to her, rolling my eyes.

"Alright. Oh, and honey, Aphrodite must've made a stop here during the night. Your closet is filled with tons of clothes, fashionable clothes if I may say. She also left a note for you next to your bed."

"Thanks mom. Can you help me pick out some clothes for today? I don't think that I'm much in the fashion department, eventually I'll catch on though."

"I'd be honored to help a goddess pick out some clothes for the day."

"Oh quiet. Just because I'm a goddess doesn't mean you have to treat me like one. You're still my mom."

"Oh honey." My mom gave me a kiss on my forehad. "C'mon, let's go pick out some clothes for you."

We walked to my room together and opened my closet door. What I found was a new walk in closet that certainly wasn't there before. The walls had pink wallpaper all over them, and racks and racks of clothes were stored there. It was a pink clothes warehouse.

"Gods, where should we even start?" I asked, marveling at the amount of clothes Aphrodite donated to me.

"Well, each section is devoted to a different section of clothing. Like the first row is all dresses, second row corsets, third row shirts, fourth row bras, fifth row underwear, sixth row pants, seventh row shorts, eighth row shorts and the ninth row is accessories." I gave her a confused look, and she clarified for me. "Hats, sunglasses, things of that nature."

"Well, what am I wearing today?"

"Hmmm…well, let's put you in something nice." She led me down the dress aisle, and there was a huge amount of dresses there. Every teenage girl had dreams of rooms like this, full of all articles of clothing known to man, and I owned it. Weird. There was dresses of all kinds in here, elegant dresses, slutty dresses, short dresses, everything that you could imagine, it was there. My mom took a sea blue, strapless, sleeveless dress of the rack of dresses there, and held it up to me. "Here. This is what you're wearing."

It had a black stripe and zipper down the middle, and someone could easily unzip me if they wanted to. My mom walked me to the bra aisle and grabbed a bra my size and threw it at me. We went to the underwear aisle , and she once again threw another article of clothing at me. When we got to the shoes aisle, she took a pair of wedged blue high heels out of a display case and gave them to me. "Shower, put those on, and I'll help you with your hair. You have to get to Camp Half Blood soon."

I ran out of the closet, and back into my room. I put the clothes my mom picked out for me on my bed. Another note from Aphrodite laid on my nightstand, just as my mom said. It said:

Dear Kallista

I made a stop in your closet last night while you were sleeping. Basically, I expanded the whole thing and I put all of my clothes from Greece to now there. I also put tons of hair products in your bathroom so that you have some more luck with your hair today. You have to go to Camp Half Blood today, make sure that you wear something nice. Not too questionable, but still looking drop dead gorgeous. Make sure your mom helps you with it, because you haven't really developed a taste for fashion yet. Make sure she helps you with your hair too. Remember, with long hair comes a good stylist.

Aphrodite

I then ran to the shower. I stripped off my clothes, and then looked at myself in the full size mirror we have in the bathroom. It was all real, I thought as I gingerly touched one of my breasts. To think, I have to spend all eternity like this. I'd wish good luck to myself, but I don't need luck the way I'm going.

I ran into the shower, and washed my hair. I used one of the new shampoos and conditioners that Aphrodite left for me there. It said for soft hair and color revival. I wasn't sure about the color revival, but my hair was really, really soft. I took a quick shower, and then jumped out. I looked for my clothes, but realized I left them in my room.

I tried to run to my room really quick. Just as I reached my door, which is at the top of the stairs, Paul came up calling "Sally!" I crashed right into him, naked as ever, and we both knocked over. His eyes widened as he saw me, and then I covered myself up.

"Ummm…hi Paul." I said awkwardly.

"Hi Percy…" Paul said to me, looking as dazed as Aphrodite was when I accidentally used love magic on her. At this, I ran into my room, leaving Paul dazed on the floor. At that moment, I decided I wouldn't mention this moment to my mom. That was embarrassing.

I put the silky underwear on my body. They actually felt really, really comfortable. I picked up the bra, eyeing it without contempt. I decided I had to conquer this thing, once and for all. As I struggled to put the bra on, my mom walked out of the closet. She stared at me for a moment, taking in what she saw. She started cracking up as I fumbled with the straps, and rushed over to help me. She connected the straps in the back together, and the bra was on me. "Why didn't you tell me you needed help Percy?"

"Pride."

"Percy, you're a woman. Temporarily, all of the pride you previously held is gone. Now let me help you get that dress on."

I grabbed the dress, and shoved it over my head. The dress ended just past my butt, just like the other one I had on yesterday did. I realized that the zipper was just there for effect, and that somebody couldn't just unzip the dress if they wanted to. This reassured me, and even though I didn't mind it anymore, I used my powers over clothes and I removed the zipper, just to be safe.

I pulled on the pair of the blue wedged high heels. They were tan in the actual wedge, but had light blue straps around the ankle that kept the heel on, and matched the dress. Because that was the last thing I needed, looking even more stylish than usual.

"Let me do your hair honey." My mom said to me, leading me to the bathroom again. Fifteen minutes later, my hair looked just as beautiful as it did yesterday, and it shined clean. I was out the door by 11'45, but I needed to be at camp at twelve. I called the Gray Sisters taxi, and three women showed up in a death taxi.

I climbed in, and one horrendous taxi ride later, I was outside Camp Half Blood, feeling incredibly woozy. I walked up the hill of Camp Half Blood, and I said "Hi Peleus." Peleus was a giant dragon that along with the camp's magical borders, guarded the camp. As soon as I stepped into the camp, Peleus immediately growled at me, but with a quick sniff, let me pass. I guess he could still smell the remnants of old me on there. Although, it going to be soon masked by the massive amount of perfume on me.

Chiron sighted me from the Big House, and galloped towards me. "Lady Kallista." He said to me, bowing his head.

"Chiron, honest, I don't want to be treated any different than I did before. Can you just treat me the same."

"Yes, My Lady." I glared at him, and he smiled. He put his arm around me, and we walked into camp together. "Campers, satyrs, assemble!" He yelled to the camp. The campers came and recognized me immediately. They all bowed their heads to me, but were stopped almost instantly by me.

"No! You don't have to freaking bow for me. Remember me guys? Percy? Your friend who's been at camp for five years? Gods."

Younger campers were freaked out by this sudden outburst, but Clarisse just laughed at me and said "Oh, you're just mad you were forced to be a goddess Percy. Admit it."

I rolled my eyes at this. I sat there for awhile, waiting for someone else to talk to me. Nothing happened for a couple minutes, aside from me and Chirion exchanging quiet conversation. Then a sudden cry of "Mom!" rang over the hill. Oh great, I thought. My daughters.