Makeover

Annabeth's POV

After a study hall filled with winking smiley faces and lol's, I floated down the hall towards my locker. The janitors had cleaned up all the beads so the halls were clear and I didn't have to worry about another thing to trip on.

As I shoved my fat science textbook in my backpack, Thalia came up to me. She casually flipped her hair out of her eyes and leaned against the locker next to me. "You ready?" she asked. I zipped up my bag and flung it over my shoulder. "Let's go." I grinned.

First Thalia took me to a makeup store. Isles and isles of makeup lined the walls; mascara, eyeliner, foundation, lipstick, eye shadow. The list went on.

A peppy man walked up to us. "Anything I can help you girls with?" he said a little too enthusiastic. "Yeah," Thalia spoke up, "We need to get this girl a stock." She gestured to me. "No prob." The guy said and walked off.

"You think he's gay?" Thalia whispered to me. I started to giggle uncontrollably. "Oh my gosh, yes!" I giggled. Thalia leaned closer and whispered, "The gay ones are good, though, because they know what people like."

Two minutes later he came back with a bucket load of supplies. I took nearly a hour for him to find what I looked good in after holding up supply after supply.

After that was done, we strolled out, bags of product in our arms. Thalia insisted on paying so I didn't spend a dime.

Next, we walked into an exclusive-looking store. The floor was wooden and shiny and the walls were a perfect shade of blue. Green, funky lamps hung from the ceiling and stylish clothes were everywhere. Up-to-date music blasted, making it hard to hear.

Thalia plucked a bunch of clothes on the racks and shoved them at me. "Here," she shouted over the music, "Try these on." I wobbled over to the dressing rooms, the clothes making my arms heavy.

I tried on dresses, jeans, shorts, skirts, tank tops, and shoes over and over. Every time I came out I did a little pose and Thalia told me what she thought. Summing it up, she loved everything. We checked out and Thalia told me she had one final place in mind.

She slapped her hand over my eyes and led me into a store. It smelled like roses and fabric. She slowly took her hand off my face. It took my disoriented eyes a while to adjust, and when they did I was amazed.

We were in a store called "Girly Stuff", it was a prom store. Fabulous dresses and gorgeous shoes were neatly displayed around the store. Short dresses, long dresses, short in the front, party in the back dresses were everywhere! I was amazed.

"We are here to find you a prom dress." Thalia presented. I shook my head. This was a lot to take in, especially since I just hooked up with Percy several hours ago, and what if it didn't work out? "Thales," I said, "I don't think I can do this, I mean, me and Percy just go together a couple of hours ago, and what if it doesn't work out?" Thalia sighed. "Are you for real?" she asked, "First of all, it's going to work out, and second, even if it possibly doesn't you can go single." I figured I had nothing to lose, plus, all of these dresses were tempting.

The first dress I tried on was violet. I was velvety and way too long. I tripped on my way out of the dressing room. The second I stepped out Thalia immediately yelled, NO! "Whoa," I breathed, "What are your reasons" I kind of liked this dress and I wanted to know why she didn't.

"Well," Thalia droned, "The material is droopy, purple is not your color, and you are going to trip over that thing during prom."

She had a point. I walked back in to the dressing room and tried on a sparkly blue dress. I glided out of the dressing room and to Thalia. "So?" I asked. Thalia sat with her chin in her hand, she was staring at my dress. "Too flashy," she finally decided, "You don't want to be the disco ball that flashes lights into everyone's eyes.

Four dresses later I came out in a short silky yellow dress. A bow the size of my hand was tied on my right and the dress was sleeveless. The dress came down just below my knees and it had an extra lace layer under the first. I stood in front of Thalia and curtsied. "That's it." she finalized and we walked towards the shoes.

I saw the shoes I wanted as soon as we walked into the isle, they were yellow silk, like my dress, and had an open toe. They had a one and a half inch heel and tied around my ankle. A small flower on the toe topped it off. They were perfect.

This time, I simply would not allow Thalia to pay. This was a prom dress, and it wasn't even hers. Thalia drove me home and I waved goodbye and thanked her for everything. I had way more fun than I thought I would.

A/N: Yes, this was an Annabeth chapter. Well, this was really short and I truly apologize. The next BIG chapter will be here by (9/15/12) Please review! I need ideas and feedback!