Chapter Eight: Percy
We find the girls laughing at Ben and Jerry's. There is a dress sized back next to Annabeth, and when I sneak over to see it while she's laughing, she catches me anyway.
"Seaweed Brain! It's bad luck for the guy to look at the girl's dress before the wedding!"
I turn red.
Now the guys laugh, too. Annabeth smirks.
We order our ice cream and sit, four to a seat. Then the guys decide to take the girls out, but they refuse.
"Thanks, but no. It's not fair to Reyna." Piper says.
"Or Rachel." Lucy adds.
"Its fine, you guys go." Rachel says. "I can keep Reyna company."
"We're not budging." Thalia says, plopping herself down on the seat.
"Fair enough." Jason says. "We'll see you later. We gotta plan."
We didn't plan. Actually, Jason was happy neither Piper or Reyna were on slightly awkward terms anymore, after they forgave each other, and all. Thankfully, Annabeth and Calypso were good, too. Otherwise, well, never mind.
"By the way, we need to order tuxedos." Christopher made a face.
"What are tuxedos?" Edmund asked, slowly pronouncing each syllable.
"And do we have to wear them, whatever the are?" Peter adds.
"They sound ridiculous." Caspian wrinkled his nose.
"Afraid so, guys." Travis sighs. "It's just too formal for me.."
Connor nods.
There were footsteps and the girls appeared.
"Guys. Monsters in Brooklyn, attacking a group of demigods." Susan says as the girls each toss us a piece of armor, already fastening their own.
We stand up.
"Lovely." Frank mutters.
We run to the Argo II and Leo grabs the wii controllers.
"It's go time, baby."