A/N : I do not own Percy Jackson.

Chapter 17

Six hours before the Olympus Ball

"What should I wear for the Olympus Ball?"

Annabeth sat on her bed, frustrated. She was in a dilemma. Her clothes were strewn all over her bed. And they were soooo boooring.

"Don't worry Annabeth dear, I'm here to help.'

Annabeth's jaw dropped. A beautiful woman stood in front of her, seemingly appearing out of mid-air, which she did. Her breathtakingly beautiful features were flawless. She stared at Aphrodite in amazement. The Goddess was whatever she had ever wanted. She had beautiful golden hair, just the right length and curled in a luxurious cascade. Her eyes were made up so that it accented its grey hue, bringing out the best in those stormy grey eyes. Her silvery silky dress accented her firm and generous figure, ending with a stylish bob at the thigh. It seemed to be made of some special floaty material that was joined together with invisible seams. It was just like the one her mother always wore.

"You want this look, don't you my dear? Don't worry; I'm on your side. I assure you, once I'm done with you, Percy will take on look at you and faint from exhilaration."

Annabeth giggled girlishly, most unlike her usual, calculative scheming self. "I don't want my date to faint before I dance with him."

Aphrodite smiled in a motherly fashion. "Don't worry my dear, lets began Project Beautify Annabeth!"

Four hours Later, two hours before the Olympus Ball.

"Aww crap. What do I wear?' Percy thought aloud, frowning. He looked at his old tux, which he had worn in a one time attempt at dancing at his high school prom. It looked appallingly out of trend.

"Percy, I'll help you, dear."

A beautiful woman was standing before him.

"Annabeth?" he asked stupidly. Of course she wasn't Annabeth. This lady was at least in her twenties.

"Oh dear. Looks like it has become more define! You are definitely in love with Annabeth!"

"What do you mean?" Percy asked, stumped.

"You see my dear; my appearance to men is the women of their dreams. And to a girl, I appear to be the person they want to be most."

"Um..Ok..."

Aphrodite sighed and snapped her fingers, and immediately a sleek suit with designer trousers and a matching scarf appeared on his bed. It was accompanied by a narrow-cut white shirt with silver cuff links, and even a polished pair of fashionable custom made shoes.

"Admit it, I'm a lifesaver."

"Yes," Percy thanked her fervently. "You're a lifesaver."

Aphrodite gave Percy a dazzling smile. The cabin door opened and in glided Silena beaugrad.

"Mother." She said, staring at Aphrodite with adoring eyes.

"Can you do me a favor dear? Can you do Percy's hair for him? I have to attend to someone else. Do as I would."

"Yes mother…"

Aphrodite gave Percy one last coy smile before disappearing in a flash. Silena rolled her eyes and said, "C'mon Percy, follow me to my cabin."

Guess where Aphrodite went? It's kinda obvious.

"Are you ready dear? I'm going to do you hair for you." Aphrodite said smilingly at Annabeth.

"Thank you soo much Goddess." Annabeth said sincerely.

"Don't thank me my dear. Just doing my Job as the Goddess of Love."

TWO HOURS LATER

Cabin 6

Annabeth hardly recognized herself. She was dressed in a long silvery gown that cut at the centre of her calf, with a slit that split the hem slightly, revealing her thighs momentarily as she walked. Her Honey blonde hair was curled elegantly and fell over her right shoulder gracefully, revealing the creamy white nape of her neck. Her make was flawless, as expected as it had been done by Aphrodite herself. She still wore little earrings that were shaped like owls, a gift from her mother.

Annabeth gulped. Her mother. Oh no, what was she going to say?

Cabin 3

Percy grinned confidently at his reflection in the mirror. Damn, he was handsome. All thanks to Aphrodite. And Silena of course. He looked great with his narrow suit and white shirt which was unbuttoned down two or three buttons, revealing his camp half blood bead necklace His trousers were also tapered at the bottom, and his jet black polished shoes gleamed in the Moonlight. How proud would my dad be if he saw him now.

Percy gulped. His Dad. Oh no, what was he going to say if he saw Percy with Annabeth?