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"MOM! I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR!" I panicked.

Shit. I have to look nice and not like I just played a game of truth or dared with Leo involved.

Think Jackson! You have to have at least one presentable shirt!

Where is Jason when I need him?!

"Percy, calm down." My mother said.

And then her eyes got glassy. "I never thought this day would come." She teared up and covered her mouth. "My son's going on his first date." Mom cried.

"It's okay Mom," I hugged her. I didn't know why she was so upset, to be completely honest.

She sniffled and pulled away acting as though nothing had happened. "Now for that shirt."

She walked to my closet and rummaged through, most guys would be embarrassed about their mother going through their stuff but it wasn't like I had anything to hide unless you count Finding Nemo DVDs as embarrassing. Which I don't, that movie is iconic.

"How about this one, Percy?" My mother pulled out the brightest red shirt I'd ever seen, I almost had to cover my eyes. I tried to remember where that monstrosity even came from and then I remembered I brought it on a dare from non-other than Leo Valdez or as he calls himself Supersized McShizzle Bad Boy Supreme, I have no idea what goes through that guy's head. Anyway, I found the ugly shirt at the dollar store for five dollars, it was next to the feminine hygiene products. Gross.

"Um, No. I may not anything about fashion but that is the ugliest shirt I've ever seen." It was cheap and way too red. In other words, it looked like something the villain in a bad romance drama would wear.

"I may have to agree with you there, why'd you buy it?" She questioned.

"It was kinda a dare."

"Let me guess Leo?"

"Yea."

Mom went back to rummaging muttering something about me being immature, I wasn't that immature was I?

About two minutes later Mom pulled out another shirt, this one was actually pretty nice. It was a dark blue button-up, nothing too fancy but then again it wasn't like I was going on a drag race.

"I like this one." Mom said. "Also it goes well with this tie." She pulled out a black and white striped tie it was the same one that I wore to Paul and her's wedding.

"Do I have to wear the tie?" But I already knew the answer.

"Yes, women like guys who wear ties." She handed me the clothes and walked out without giving me a chance to answer.

I got changed into the shirt and some jeans as dark Nico's soul, I sent him a snap of the joke and my jeans and he flipped me off and snapped that Annabeth would dump me before she even went out with me. Some friend he is. I mean come it was a funny and frankly true joke.

I couldn't figure out how to do up the tie because I'm an idiot at heart or that's what Thalia says anyway. I eventually gave up, asked Mom for help and became the victim of her disapproving glances and lecture on how every young man should know how to do up a tie. Paul and I were her only victims, so far.

"Ooh, let me get the camera." She gushed.

"MOM! Seriously I have to go it's like 6:30 already!" I was never going to be able to leave at this rate, I almost regretted telling her about my date.