Percy's POV:
I just stood there for a minute flabbergasted. Did he just imply? I think he did. But what if he didn't! So many thoughts were racing through my horny teenage boy mind that I didn't even realize I had made my way back to my cabin. Stepping over the threshold I realized I still had a little, ahem, problem to take care of, and I'll be damned if I didn't after Nico's little display of sensuality. Groaning in sexual frustration, I walked to the bathroom down the hall and shed my clothes as I went. Without even touching a knob the water turned on full blast. Perks of being the Son of Poseidon am I right? I stepped under the hot stream of water and willed myself to get wet. Luckily I didn't have to try too hard to focus on it, because as soon as I began taking care of my arousal all thoughts of control over anything faded away into quiet moans and breathless calls for Nico.
Finishing quicker than I'd expected or would like to admit, I used the last little bit of hot water to wash my hair and body. Stepping out and toweling myself off, I reached for the hair gel on the counter and applied it generously to my damp hair. For once I was actually going to try, but I ended up with just a worse mess than if I'd just let it dry. Sticking my head in the sink with a groan, I washed the sticky substance out as best as I could before drying it again. Now realizing that I probably shouldn't show up looking like I normally do; that is, worn blue jeans and faded tees; I looked through my closet for something to wear. Nothing. Not even a button up shirt. I used to have a red flannel shirt, but that disappeared a couple months back, and it wouldn't be very helpful now anyways. Then an idea popped into my mind and, after getting dressed in my afore mentioned usual outfit, rushed over to the Aphrodite cabin.
Unfortunately it was Drew who answered, and she looked me over with a gaze that I could only describe as hungry. "Well well Percy, broke up with your girlfriend and now you're here for me? I'm flattered, really, but-"
"Actually I'm here for Piper, thank you very much." I said with a hint of a smirk. "And for your information, you're not really my type. Neither is Annabeth, or Piper, or any girl for that matter." I winked and walked past her into the cabin, leaving her fuming from my rejection but also gaping at this new information. At least that would be all over camp by tomorrow and I could get these stupid girls off my back. "Piper!" I called, seeing her honey brown braid tangled with feathers across the room. "Percy?" She asked, looking very confused as to why I was in here. Before she could speak again, I blurted it all out. "I have a kind of sorta date with Nico tonight and I own no good clothes or have any idea on how to impress him. Help?" I stared at her with pleading eyes. She broke out into a wide smile and squealed, grabbing my hand and dragging me into the large room they called a closet.
"Ah, Piper, hold up!" But it was too late, and we were already in too deep. Everyone was looking now. "Okay, so Nico's the dark type but if he likes you than he must like that you're more light and fun, but we also want to play to his interests…" She began pulling clothes out of the closet, and I felt my face flush as her siblings looked on in amusement. "Piper I…I didn't really want people to know yet…" I hissed, trying not to pay attention to the multiple eyes on me. "Oh…sorry Perce." Piper said with an apologetic smile, but she didn't seem to be too upset about it. I sighed and sat down on one of the fluffy chairs. Why the hell were there chairs in their closet?
Two hours and hundreds of outfits later, I knew exactly why there were chairs in here. Every single camper in the cabin decided to help out and that meant a lot of standing up and turning around. Finally they had picked out an outfit that I didn't change into yet, and while I adamantly refused any make-up to cover up my blemishes and scars, I did let them style my hair. It wasn't much, but it was tamed and fluffed up a bit in the front. Then, surprisingly, I realized I had wasted the entire day away and had to rush to my cabin to drop off the new clothes before sprinting to the dining pavilion so I wouldn't miss dinner. To my dismay Nico wasn't there, but that was understandable considering there were almost no people left there. Unfortunately as soon as I made it there, the dryads were clearing plates away and looked at me apologetically.
Sighing in hunger and sadness, because I had missed lunch too, I headed back to my cabin to change. I didn't want to be late for my maybe-date as well so I rushed the dressing process and straightened myself up on the way there. It wasn't much; nice, yet casual. Just some dark blue jeans with a lighter blue button up shirt, which I had rolled the sleeves up on, and a pair of classic converse to top it all off. Between the nice clothes and my hair, I have to admit I was looking pretty good. But that was nothing compared to what Nico was wearing when I got there. Tight black skinny jeans like usual, but these weren't ripped, displayed his perfect ass, well, perfectly. He had on a black button up, also with rolled sleeves, and all black converse. His hair was tied back in a short ponytail and his wrist was even garnished with some black leather bracelets. Dark and mysterious as always…and now even hotter than before. He smiled nervously up at me, (I was proud to admit I was a whole 5 inches taller than him), and rubbed his arm awkwardly. "So…are you ready to go?" He asked, looking like he wasn't sure if he should grab my hand or not. So I made the decision for him and intertwined our fingers. His pale skin was cool against mine, but it felt nice and oddly comforting. "Sure, but go where?" He hadn't mentioned anything earlier. Or had he? I had been a bit too distracted. Giving me a glimpse of earlier, he smirked at me. "You'll find out soon." Was all he said before the shadows from his cabin enveloped us.