The next week... (day of dance)

I wrinkle my nose in disgust. Piper recruited me to help her choose a dress for the dance last minute. When I say last minute, I mean LAST MINUTE. The dance is in 10 minutes. Piper has her hair and make-up on, and an assortment of black dresses laid across her bed. She is currently spinning around in a sleeveless black dress that clings to her figure but shows the bottom of her ass.

"Jason would have a heart attack," I inform her, shielding my eyes.

"That's the point." I can hear the smirk in her voice.

"I get that you want to look hot for your boyfriend, Pipes, but I really want to be able to take my hands off my eyes and look at my gorgeous girlfriend tonight," I say, sighing. I push past her and throw a random dress at her. "Change. Now."

"Ugh, fiiine."

12 minutes and 5 dresses later Piper has finally picked a dress.

"Hurry up! We are already late!" I groan, dragging my hand across my face.

Piper smacked me on the arm. "If you stopped moving for a second maybe I would finish faster! And it's not my fault you don't know how to tie a tie!"

When she finally finishes, I straiten out my light blue tie- given to me by Annabeth- and drag her by the arm towards the dance. We sprint, me holding up my long dress robes and Piper waddling in her tight dress. We screech to a stop in front of the doors, taking a second to catch our breath.

I hear the clicking of heels, and my head whips around. My heart stops and my breath catches in my throat. Walking towards me is Annabeth. She looks beautiful. No. Beautiful doesn't even begin to cover it. She looks ethereal. Her hair is falling down naturally, and light make-up is painted on her face. She is wearing a light blue dress- matching my tie- that comes down to just above her knees. It is sleeveless with ruffles framing her shoulders.

I rush over to her, kissing her deeply. She giggles and takes my hand, pulling me into the room. As she drags me towards the dance floor, I whisper into her ear, "You look amazing." She blushes and smacks my arm. I laugh and lean in to kiss her neck. "What? It's true!" She smiles and puts her hands on my waist, swaying to the music.

I press a chaste kiss on her lips, reveling in the feeling, in the fact that I now had the ability to do this whenever I wanted to. I had dreamed of this for so long.

"I love you so much, Wise Girl."