Annabeth:

I jammed my key in the door and forced the heavy metal open.

I hadn't left the house since Friday, and I had still hesitated to leave today.

It was weird how everything picked up exactly how it left off ten years ago.

I had expected it would take some time to get used to the Noah=Percy thing, but I had gotten used to it almost immediately.

And that made buying the dye and picking up the extra contacts hurt so much.

He'd be my Percy still, of course. But only to me.

The rest of the world would see him as the perfectly manicured Noah Harrison, just as they had before.

Yes, it'd be better to have Noah alive than Percy dead.

But I didn't want to say goodbye to Percy. I didn't want to say goodbye to the things only we can talk about, things that Noah isn't supposed to know. Or even his beautiful green eyes that I loved so much.

I didn't have a choice though.

I closed the front door with my foot and set the CVS bags down in the kitchen.

"Perce?" I called out, bringing out the many dyes and spray tans that I had been sent out to buy.

Percy was under house arrest, in a way, by the order of Anna. No one could see Percy. Not when he is on a hit list for something he didn't even know he had done. So, until he was once again Noah Harrison, the curtains were drawn and the door closed.

I hadn't had a problem with staying in the house all weekend, until I found out that any errands had to be done by me.

And this happened to be errand weekend, leaving me to go all over town today.

Laundry, which Percy didn't trust me to do. Groceries, we were out of that weird blue soda that Percy loves so much. Hair dye. Pick up some new contacts from the optometrist who especially makes them. And then I somehow ended up in an insanely long line for my favorite burger place…. and then found out that they were out of my favorite food.

"Just putting on a shirt," Percy yelled out, and, as if on cue, I heard the sound of someone running down the modern stairs.

Holding the dyes, since I had gotten to the store and forgotten which color he said I needed to buy, I looked back to him as he continued to button up a blue shirt, his hair wet from the shower, with the black beginning to wash off.

He pointed towards the dark brown dye, and I shoved the others boxes away.

"I am dreading this," Percy nodded towards the dyes as he began to towel dry his hair, taking some of the black out of his hair to reveal the dull brown underneath.

"Me, too," I picked up a box of contacts, moving them over in my hand, wanting to throw them across the room.

"You okay?" he laughed, and I shrugged.

"I don't get how you can do this."

"It's not fun, I promise you that," Percy laughed.

"I guessed that much," my nose crinkled as I began to open the box, even able to smell the scent of the dye from here.

"Need some help? I've been doing this for years, remember?"

"I think I can mix some dye, Percy," I rolled my eyes.

Wait, is it this that mixes? Or is it this that is extremely flammable?

Crap.

I slid the gloves and began to study the instructions.

"You're sure you don't need help?"

"I'm fine, Percy."

"Annabeth?"

"What?"

"That can get you high if you mix that, Annabeth."

"Who says I wasn't trying to get high?"

Percy raised his eyebrow as if to ask if I was high already.

"Fine," I shoved the box towards him, and he expertly started to mix it all together, leaving me to stare in shock.

"Alright, so, all you need to do is mix it in my hair, and I have to wait ten minutes before washing it out. Oh, and did you pick up that blue soda?"

"In the trunk with your suits. What is it with the blue soda? Can't you just buy some food coloring or something? Why do we have to specifically drive to a certain store on the edge of town so that we can buy the Japanese soda? And, speaking of that, why are the Japanese drinking blue soda?"

Percy started laughing.

"You know, I really missed you. Because I even missed that."

I hit the top of his head.

"And that."

"Shut up," I told him as I pulled the towel around his neck and reached for the dye to rub it in his hair.

Percy,

"What are you doing, Perce?"

"Noah, remember?"

"Sorry," Annabeth nodded as she put down the newspaper and reached for a cup of coffee.

"It feels weird to be Noah."

"You've been Noah for ten years. You'd think being Percy would be the thing that felt weird," Annabeth smiled at me.

Yesterday, she had freaked out when she had to dye my hair and help me not poke my eye out with the contacts. But she seems to have forgotten about it, or at least she was pretending to be fine for me. Either way, I was the only one who openly did not like being Noah Harrison.

"I guess," I walked away from the mirror and went back to adding sugar to my coffee.

"I was thinking, what are we going to do with my room now that I basically moved into yours? I mean, I basically even moved my clothes over."

"We could always just leave as it is, for a room when you get really mad at me. I am a Seaweed Brain, remember?"

Annabeth smiled and kissed my cheek.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

Annabeth went back to her purse to get to her cell phone just as mine started to beep.

One New Message from Anna

I pressed accept on the cell phone and scanned through the little type.

U better be feeling better. Got a job for you and Annabeth.

-Anna

Oh, and Annabeth didn't turn in your notice. So, I'm guessing you're back together? Congrats, PJ.

"A job? It's been forever since we've finally gotten one of those," Annabeth smiled as she shoved her phone back in her purse.

"And Anna finally got her way of me telling you."

"She wanted you to tell me, and you didn't?" Annabeth crossed her arms, clearly not planning on really forgiving me any time in the near future.

"I'm a Seaweed Brain."