DISCLAIMER: I Do NOT own PJO. (Appearently shooting stars don't work)

"Six letter word for the goddess of wisdom and battle strategy," I read. Easy. Athena. A-T-H-E-

All of a sudden the door burst open revealing a soaking wet Thalia holding all sorts of different art supplies.

"Guess what?" Thalia asked.

"Um, your going to paint your face and then go rob a bank?" I replied.

"Sadly, no," she said shaking her head. "The manager for that one music store I like but cannot pronounce asked if I would like to design a couple of posters/ads for them! And you're going to help me!"

"And if I say no?" I said raising an eyebrow.

"I thought you might say that," Thalia replied, while searching through her bag. "Aha! Then you won't get this." She held up a book called, "Classical Architecture for the 21st Century".

"Fine," I said giving in.

~Thirty Minutes Later~

"Okay. Now hand be that bottle of spray glue over there," I said. Thalia did as told and handed it to me. I started to spray it, and when I did it gave off this horrifying odor. We both started coughing badly.

"Ugh, what's that smell?" Thalia complained in between coughs, while plugging her nose.

"I don't know," I replied walking over to the fan located five feet away. I plugged it in trying to get rid of the stench.

"Quick! To my bedroom!" Thalia yelled sprinting to her room.

As soon as I was in, Thalia closed the door.

"How long do you think it will take for the smell to go away?" Thalia asked.

"I think around five minutes," I replied. "I talked to Bianca. She told me to tell you that the party's tomorrow at 3 o'clock-ish."

"Cool," she replied.

~Eleven Seconds Later~

"I'm bored," Thalia announced.

"Good for you," I replied.

She just sighed and listened to her Ipod, while I started to read the new architecture book Thalia got me.

"Thalia," I said three minutes later. "I think we forgot something, or rather someone."

"Jo Jo," Thalia said trying to open the door. "It's locked!"

"What! How could it be locked?" I asked. "Jo Jo," I said answering my own question.

"Jo Jo! Unlock this door or I swear I'll knock you into next week!" Thalia shouted banging on the door.

"Thalia, I don't think he's going to open it anytime soon," I said.

"And why is that?" she asked.

"Because I just heard the door slam."

"There's only one other way out then," Thalia said, pausing for dramatic effect. "The air vents."

~A Couple Minutes Later~

"Move!" Thalia yelled. "Faster! Mush!"

"Oh will you shut up!" I said clearly annoyed. "Only a little bit longer."

"Okay," Thalia said. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Well, technically you just asked one, but fire away."

"Why do you get to be in front?"

"Because I felt like it!"

"That's so unfair!"

"Life's not fair, Thalia. Life's not fair."

"But still." she said.

"Aha! Finally! Freedom!" I yelled jumping out of the vent.

"Finally!" Thalia yelled and started doing a victory jig. I know! Thalia doing a jig! I swear someone should videotape this!

When she stopped (thank the gods!), we started a search party for Jo Jo (Thalia, Juniper, Bianca, and me).

"Any sign of him?" I asked into the walkie-talkie.

"Nope," Juniper said.

"Nada." Bianca said. "But I did find out that New York milkshakes are better then most of the milkshakes I've had."

"MOVE OVER PEOPLE! No." Thalia said.

"Styx." I muttered.

"Um, sorry. What was that? I can't hear over this crowd. MOVE! Oh my gods," Thalia said.

"What? What is it? What's going on over there? Thalia? Thals? Yo! Are you alive over there, Thals?" I asked. "Oh my gods."

No wonder Thalia got all speechless. I didn't know Jo Jo can dance. Wow. He's good.

"Thalia," I started, "what have you been teaching him."

"I have no idea," she replied.

We stared in awe as he started break dancing.

"Were did he learn those moves?" Juniper asked.

"I honestly have no clue," I said.

"Gasp! Annabeth not knowing something," Bianca said.

"I know right," I said in disbelief.

"Uh, Thalia? Is that Nico over there?" I asked, pointing toward the dude, who was wearing an afro, huge sunglasses, and was dressed sort of like Elvis, doing the disco.

"I really do not want to know," she said. "But I think you're right."

We all took a glance at each other then we busted out laughing.

"Quick! Take a picture!" Bianca exclaimed in between laughs.

I quickly took out my phone at took a picture.

"Got it!" I exclaimed.

"Good. Now let's all go home and finish that leftover pie," Thalia said leading the way back home.

"I swear all she ever talks about is food," Juniper mumbled.

~Nico's POV~

I swear when this is over I will get my revenge. Then again, I was stupid enough to agree to that bet.

"Yo, Nico!" Grover called.

"Hey! What's up G-Man?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing much. Hey, Percy and I made this bet. Want to join?"

"Um…sure why not," I replied. What harm could come from a bet? "What's the bet?"

"Who could eat the most chocolate chip cookies in one minute," he replied. "Your choices are Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, or Beckendorf."

"Sweet."

"So, pick your poison."

"Beckendorf."

"Got it. I choose…Connor. Percy?"

"Hmmm…Huh? What?" Percy said looking away from the TV.

"Who do choose?" Grover asked.

"Oh. Travis." he replied.

"Wait!" Grover said. "Let's make a deal…"

~DOB(Day of Bet)~

"And…GO!" Percy shouted.

~A minute of people devouring chocolate chip cookies later~

"And the winner is…wow." said the referee.

"WHO WON!" we all shouted in unison.

"Oh, right. It's a tie…between Connor and Travis Stoll!"

"YES!" Percy, Grover, and the Stoll brothers shouted.

"NO!" I yelled.

And that's the reason why I'm dressed like Elvis, with an afro, while doing the disco.

Percy and Grover, be afraid. Be very afraid.

Will Nico get his revenge? Will there be humiliation? What else can Jo Jo do? Stay Tuned!

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