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Percy's cabin was a mess. Trash on the floor, dirty clothes on the bunks, toothpaste spurted across the sink, and dumbbells that he probably never touched were collecting dust in the corners.

"Dude, ever heard of the term "hygiene"?" Beckendorf asked, poking at what looked like week old pizza.

"Hey! You're starting to sound like Annabeth!" Percy replied, shoving his candy wrappers and chip bags under his bunk.

"What the Hades is this? Is it a diary? Oh man, this just got exciting!" Beckendorf exclaimed, tossing away a shirt to reveal a small blue book. Percy snatched it away.

"That's personal! And it's a journal..." he said, cradling the book gently. Beckendorf plucked it from Percy's arms.

"Ooooooh, is this Annabeth's name I see?" Beckendorf started quoting from the "journal". " 'Roses are red, violets are blue, I would've been dead if I hadn't met you.' Dude, this is hilarious!"

"It was my lame attempt at poetry, okay? Now hand it over," Percy said, holding out his hand.

"No thanks," Beckendorf answered, scanning the next page."Oh wow. It got a little more serious. 'I know this may be weird. But...I think I may be in love with my best friend...'" Beckendorf looked up at Percy and raised his eyebrows.

Percy began to get anxious and urgently demanded, "Give it back!" He charged toward Beckendorf, but he merely held Percy back with one muscular arm.

"Maybe I'll just keep reading. 'I can't explain it. One day I woke up and I realized I liked her'," Beckendorf read, while fighting off Percy, who was trying to grab it.

"Dude, you have crossed the line!" Percy tackled him. Beckendorf, who was on the floor, somehow managed to keep reading.

"'My only question is, does she like me?' Ow!" he shrieked. Percy pinned him down and grabbed the book out of his hands.

"Wow Percy, have you been working out? You rarely are able to pin me down." Beckendorf said, surprised and still sprawling on the floor.

"Well...I got mad..." Percy replied, looking at his journal and holding it like there was no tomorrow. Beckendorf got up and brushed the invisible dust off his shirt and shoulders.

"Let's make peace, and just start getting ready. I promise not to tell anyone about that book of yours," Beckendorf reassured Percy.

"Alright. Let's just get this over with." Percy said, starting toward the bathroom.

"I'll go first," Percy told Beckendorf before he could say anything else. He grabbed his tote bag that held the clothes and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He placed the bag on top of the sealed toilet and peered inside it.

"What in Hades?" he murmured. Percy pulled out a rather large pink t-shirt that was covered with hearts and sequins. He looked in even further and saw a white skirt. To a normal teenage girl, it would probably seem long, but on Percy, it only reached up to his knees. Percy stuffed the clothes back into the bag, cursing Donatello, and opened the door forcefully. He was about to yell for Beckendorf when he realized he was sitting in a chair in front of him, tinkering with some screws. Beckendorf had a smirk on his face.

"So," he said casually, "How's it going?"

Percy frowned. "I am NOT going out there wearing these!" he yelled, holding up the horrid bag.

"Yes, you are. Because you made a deal. And you are not pulling out now," Beckendorf declared, pushing Percy toward the bathroom.

"No!" Percy shouted, fighting against Beckendorf.

"Hey! Why don't you go first?" Percy asked. Beckendorf's eyes widened.

"Oh, no. You said you were going first," he protested.

"It was your idea", Percy said in a sing-song tone, holding out Beckendorf's bag. Beckendorf scowled in defeat. He knew the only way to get Percy into his outfit was to get in his himself. He took the bag and slammed the door. Beckendorf closed his eyes and rubbed his throbbing temples. He reached into the bag and grabbed the first thing his hand touched. It felt like denim.

"It can't be THAT bad," Beckendorf thought, smiling. "They're just jeans." Oh, he was wrong. To his horror, Beckendorf pulled out a pair of skinny jeans. And not just any skinny jeans. They were glittery. Like scary glittery. The two back pockets were be-sparkled with fake diamonds, and so were a part of the front pockets. There were fake gems going down the side of one pant leg, and at both cuffs of the jeans. As an added bonus, the pants sparkled like glitter was put into the mixture when the jeans were made. "This has to be worse than Percy's," Beckendorf decided, and pulled out his top. Being careful, he examined the color first. They were sky blue and white. "Not a bad start," Beckendorf assured himself. Then, he turned to the front. The sky blue turned out to be a tank top. He winced. The white was a mini jacket with short sleeves. And wouldn't you know! There were diamonds on that too.

He put the horrendous objects back into the bag and just as he was about to turn the knob on the bathroom door, Percy shouted, "I know you wanna get out but you're changing whether you like it or not!" And to make sure Beckendorf didn't get out, Percy pressed his whole body against the door, forcing him to stay inside. Beckendorf cursed in ancient Greek. He stared at the clothes that were supposedly "fashionable". C'mon Beckendorf. You can do this. You've done worse. It's just skinny jeans and a tank top, Beckendorf's little voice inside his head told him. He quickly slipped on the clothing and took a look in the mirror. His muscles were bulging out of the jacket, but Beckendorf pulled the sleeves over them so they (almost) couldn't be seen. The skinny jeans were a tight fit, but just as long as Beckendorf didn't bend over, he would live. Hey, not bad... "Percy! Get off the door! I'm done!" he shouted. Percy stepped back from the door, and Beckendorf came out. There was an awkward silence, but it was soon broken by Percy laughing hysterically.

"Dude! You look like a satyr attacked you with a bedazzler! And you LOST!" Percy laughed.

"Ha-ha. Won't be so funny when it's your turn. And, oh, look at the time!" Beckendorf looked at his wrist, "It's now." he shoved Percy into the bathroom despite his many threats, tossing Percy's clothes in with him.

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