Okay, this is just a stray one-shot with one-sided Drew/Jason.
When Silena had died, everyone cried. Everyone. No exceptions. Even Drew shed a few tears, but they evaporated when she became cabin leader. She hadn't thought that power would go to her head. She hadn't thought she'd lose herself. She felt her world crumbling, and only made it worse by commanding her cabin around. If her mother had seen her like this. What would she have said?
Every night, she cried herself to sleep. Every morning, she put on more makeup to cover the tear tracks. Every day, she pretended more and more, becoming a live Barbie-doll. Day after day, she'd try to follow Silena's footsteps. Day after day, she strayed more from them, until she had convinced herself that Silena was a traitor to the Aphrodite Cabin. She, having been there the longest, invented the 'rite-of-passage.'
When she fell asleep one night, she realized that it had been the first day without anyone mocking or yelling at her. It had been the first day, when everyone just solemnly did as she said. And she liked it. Over the next few days, she became so full of herself, that she didn't even remember what her goal had once been. To keep the Aphrodite cabin together. No, who needed something as silly as bonding? She asked herself.
Boy after boy came and left her life. Boy after boy wanted to reach the unimaginable: be Drew's boyfriend for more than a week. Boy after boy had gotten their heart broken. Drew thought she was happy. She thought that now, with her life on track, she wouldn't need the wretched tears anymore, all she needed was her mind. She wasn't stupid, after all.
And then, after a few months, her world just shattered. She went against everything she had taught herself. She went against every moral, every rule she had ever made up- she fell in love. At first she thought it was only a crush. Who wouldn't have a crush on Jason? But she was ruining it for herself, and she knew it. She kept making remarks; she kept making it too obvious to Jason.
And then there was Piper. From the moment Piper had set foot on camp, Drew knew that somewhere, deep down, they were related. Drew couldn't deal with someone who got everything she had wanted. Stupid Piper. Stupid camp. Stupid world. She had to get herself back under control.
And then she was alone again. As quickly as Jason had come, he had left. And Drew couldn't stop thinking about the one boy who, by not even really doing anything, had stolen her heart. And she knew she would never be able to steal his.
Okay, it's too short to be a one-shot, slightly too long to be a drabble, so it's a one-drabble eh? Okay… tell us what you think, be nice, you'll get a cookie… oh, and you'll get a brownie from the dark side, but only if you know where the secret refrigerator is :P
