Percy

Well, I have to say, Sally is pretty damn good at getting me all dressed up. I look just like one of them.

"I knew it all right. You and my boy are just about the same size!" Sally happily exclaims. She has a son who is about a year or two older then me, so he is just about my size.

"Yeah, pretty darn close." I say, looking at my reflection in the mirror. If this doesn't impress them, I don't know what will.

"You know where the stair case is?" She asks. I nod, having snuck up there before we set sail from France.

"Wait for us down there. If that little lassie comes down, then lead her down to the dinner hall. Got that?" She is a feisty little gal. I laugh and nod. She then pushes me out of her room and tells me to stick to the plan. I nod and walk to the grand stair case.

I'm nervous as I wait for Sally or Annabeth. Every time someone passes me, I expect them to catch me as a third class passenger. But they all think I'm one of them, smiling at me as they pass. I smile back, and carefully observe what they do. Stand up strait, offer your arm to the girl your taking to dinner, kiss the hand of the madden. Wow, a lot to take in. I practice some of the more simple techniques, leaving the more important ones for dinner.

I didn't notice Annabeth coming up behind me as I was taking all the information in, so naturally, I was surprised to see her on top of the stairs when I turned around.

Annabeth

I see Percy looking and practicing the rich people attitudes and actions. If he's trying to impress me, all he has to do is be himself. I smile as he finally turns around, noticing I'm there. As I walk down the stairs, he puts on this serious face, looking just like the other rich people. He takes my hand, and gently kisses it. He looks at me before smiling.

"I've seen that in Paris and I have always wanted to do that." He says quietly. I giggle a little as he offers me his arm.

"Mr. Jackson, quite the gentlemen." I say as I loop my arm through his. We seem normal to these people, who have no idea that he's a third classmen. As we walk, I point out important people to him.

"There is Captain Chiron White, been for the White Star Line for over thirty years. And that is the ships designer, Poseidon Wilson. He became a personal friend of mine in two or three days. And there are Rachael and Will Cox, owners of Macy's. And Hades Johnson, the richest person here, with his little wife Demeter, who is old enough to be my sister. She is pregnant, see how she tries to hide it?" At that moment, Sally came up on Percy's right.

"Hey there Mr. Jackson. Care to escort a lady to dinner." She asks.

"Why no ma'am." He never missed a beat, offering Sally his other arm. We walk over to mother and Luke, who surprisingly doesn't recognize Percy.

"Mother, Luke, surely you remember Mr. Jackson." I say, still introducing Percy to them. They look at him, not believing their eyes. Luke had to blind once to make sure he was seeing right.

"Well, Mr. Jackson, you could almost pass for First Class." Luke comments. I want to slap him, but Percy got him back with out violence.

"Isn't that the plan Luke? Or shall I go and get my third class clothes?" Percy fights back. Luke nods and walks away to our table. Dinner is going to be fun.


New characters! So, I tired to make them sound more English and Irish then American, minus Percy. I may have failed, so can I ask for your opinion? R&R!