Warning, author's note ahead, read if you dare.

So! The drabbles thing is a "omg writers block I'll just update this" project so from now on I'm gonna be working on this AU! Enjoy!

"Annabeth, you have to get out more! You're actually quite pretty, you could pull anyone if you just -"

I sighed, tucking a stray blonde curl behind my ear and fiddling with the pen in my hand. "Give it a rest, Pipes," I replied. "I have a huge test coming up and I need to study. Besides, I'm not interested in dating anyone."

Piper groaned frustratedly and flung herself dramatically on the bed next to me. I rolled my eyes skeptically and began scribbling on the paper, words that to me make perfect sense, but make Piper's brain ache.

We've been friends since 3rd grade, and now, we're studying at NYU together. I'm mostly acing my classes, despite the ADHD and dyslexia I unfortunately possess. I'm not much of a socialite though - I prefer nights in, with a salad and health chips, and that's totally okay. I'm the plain Jane, average Joe, and whatever else you could call it.

Piper, on the other hand...had almost gotten herself kicked off campus twice. Her kleptomaniac tendencies along with her raging ADHD generally made her an annoying person to be around. Teachers absolutely hated her, but with the guidance of her best friend (read: frantic copying and numerous questions from me) she managed to scrape the grades she needed most of the time. Parties were definitely her thing, and she had been trying to get me to attend one since 9th grade, but to no avail. I'm too stubborn.

Of course, Piper was persistent too. She was determined, that girl.

"Little dramatic there Piper, you sure you're failing drama?" I asked sarcastically, a smile creeping onto my face. A groan and an unintelligibly sentence responded - her face was buried in the duvet.

"Ugh, don't remind me." She deadpanned, lifting her head to take a breath. She leaned on her elbows and stared at me, causing me to blush uncomfortably and drop my pencil.

"What?" I questioned, feeling my hot cheeks self-consciously. Piper grinned devilishly and swiped the work from my desk, holding it above her head. I snorted. She may be quick, but she sure isn't logical.

Why?

I'm taller than her.

I plucked the paper easily from her grasp, only to have her rip it away from me again and shove it up her shirt. I shook my head.

"Piper! I need that! That essay is due in two days time, I still need to finish and you know what sir's like, he'll go crazy!" I yelled frantically, surging forwards. She hugged her chest, the paper crinkling. I winced.

"Please! I'll do anything!" I pleaded desperately. A sly look crossed Piper's face.

"Anything, huh?" I blanched. "I'll hold you to that. Anything." She repeated ominously, and wordlessly handed me the paper back. She helped smooth it out and smiled at me sweetly.

I saw right through her façade and my chest felt tight. "Piper..." I warned her, my face screwed up.

She laughed maniacally and left the room with a smooth, theatrical exit.

I stared at the doorway after her.

Seconds later, she reappeared in the room, grinning sheepishly.

"Can I use your laptop? I got physics homework..." She chuckled guiltily.

I pushed it towards her and began to finish the paper.

Gandhi's quote, "My life is my message," is powerful as he...
Many of Gandhi's quotes are relevant to recent events in modern times. For example...

The words began to swim across the page and perform weird rotational tricks, blending together as I got more and more tired. With a final lengthy paragraph about Gandhi and his various deep life quotes, I set the pencil down and glanced over at Piper, who was sat on her bed with my laptop.

I saw her lips mouth something at the screen, completely unaware of me watching her. I saw her fight back a laugh and bite her lip.

"Piper, are you doing homework?" I reprimanded, going into mom mode. She brushed me off.

'Talk to you later' she mouthed absent-mindedly, and opened up the document she needed.

Eyelids drooping with fatigue, I lay down on my bed and found myself drifting off to sleep.

The next morning, I awoke to kaleidoscope eyes looking down at me and a tanned face inches from mine. I jolted upwards, smacking foreheads and wincing. I glared at Piper, rubbing my forehead and scowling at her. She rubbed hers too, but seemed a lot cheerier than she should've been at 6:00am on a Saturday. Suspicious.

"Morning sunshine!" She trilled brightly, throwing the curtains open obnoxiously so blinding light filtered into the room. Her bed was already made and looked cold, as if she had made it hours ago. Something was fishy.

I yawned and tried to tame my unruly bedhead curls, but alas, to no success. "Why so early?" I complained childishly, throwing my pillow at her. In a mature response, she stuck her tongue out at me and threw it back.

Piper's features spread into a wide smile. "First off," She said hastily, seeing my face, "I didn't steal anything, or get kicked out, or get it on with Jason. Established?" I nodded mutely, awake enough to laugh a little but not enough to properly respond. "Okay. Well, I did some work..."

I gulped.

"...and, long, long, long, story short, you're-going-out-to-lunch-today-with-this-guy-I-know." She finished in a rush, her face guilty but excited.

I threw my head backwards and let out a long groan of annoyance. "Piper, are you fucking serious? I hate you!" I yelled at her. She hung her head in apology but I still saw the grin on her face. I scoffed and settled to throw something harder - the Order of the Phoenix hardback - at her face.

"DICKHEAD!" She yelled at me, but she wasn't really angry. "I guess I deserved that." She added as an afterthought.

"Jerk." I muttered and wandered out of the room to grab breakfast.

Oh boy...

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