Reversed
Wassup, FF people/aliens/freak shows (me and my friends)? I know it's kind of been a… while. Hehe. But, err, I'm sort of back. So, now, to the chapter you've all been waiting for! Oh, thanks to my betas/co-authors Tohappyformyowngood and DramaQueen1649. little-fox25 has quit FF.
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Disclaimer: Do I look like the dude who wrote PJO? I'm a girl!
Annabeth's alarm clock blared. She turned over groggily.
"Ugh," she moaned, reaching over to try and knock the clock over. But instead of hitting the cold metal object, she felt warm flesh.
"Uh-uh, Annie. Get up," she heard her sister say.
"Jasmine, why would you set an alarm at," Annabeth rolled over, glancing at the clock, "5:45 a.m.? Some girls want to sleep."
"Annabeth," Jasmine spoke slowly, "you set the godsforsaken alarm in the first place."
"Oh," came Annabeth's reply.
Then, the previous night flashed through her mind. She remembered setting the alarm so she could talk to Clarisse without Percy knowing.
With new energy, Annabeth hopped up and threw on some ripped jeans and a camp T-shirt. She put on some old, tattered Nikes and ran towards the door.
"Annabeth, I want-" she heard Jasmine yell, but the words were lost to her as she ran towards the Aphrodite cabin.
She banged on the door rapidly. No one answered for the first minute or so, but then, finally, somebody opened the door. Clarisse. Perfect.
"Annabeth, what do you want? It's like, 6:00 in the morning!" Clarisse said, rubbing sleep out of her eyes.
Annabeth grabbed Clarisse's arm and pulled her out of her cabin. She dragged her behind the Hypnos cabin.
"Whoa! What's going on! Why are you-" Clarisse yanked her arm away from Annabeth and began to protest, but was cut off.
"Look, La Rue. I don't appreciate you messing with my best friends feelings, Clarisse. At some point, you're going to have to choose!" Annabeth yelled, knowing the Hypnos kids wouldn't wake up.
Clarisse's expression was part puzzled, part anger, and part guilt. When she spoke to Annabeth, her eyes looked to her pink fuzzy house slippers.
"Annabeth, I don't-" Clarisse started, but Annabeth was on a roll.
"You can't have everything you want, Clarisse! You can't have Percy on your right arm, and Chris on your left! Why do you think that you can play with people's emotions and walk away like nothing happened! How do you sleep at night?" Annabeth stopped to take a breath, and Clarisse took that as her opportunity to go.
"Annabeth, I know everyone thinks I'm a spoilt brat. I may be, but that doesn't give you the right to call me that to my face. You and everyone else may think I'm just using Percy, but want to know the truth? I love Percy with all my heart. Chris is cute, but he's yours and I. Don't. Want. Him! I'm not heartless, Annabeth! I have feelings, too, you know!" Clarisse had tears forming in her eyes. She turned to walk away, but then turned back.
"Oh, and another thing. I know you like Percy. So stay away from him. Night, Annabeth," and with that, Clarisse flounced off.
Annabeth stared after her. Long after Clarisse had disappeared, Annabeth watched the spot where she'd turned the corner. She couldn't believe it. Clarisse loved Percy.
"I love Percy with all my heart. I love Percy with all my heart. I love Percy…" the words echoed in Annabeth's head, like an annoying song she had stuck in her head.
Clarisse loved Percy, not… Chris! Annabeth and Chris no longer had to date. That wasn't the only thing. Stay away from Percy? Annabeth felt light-headed. How was she going to do that? She willed herself to think about something else.
Clarisse said she didn't want Chris. Now Annabeth had to relay that message. She sighed. Her cabin visits weren't done yet.
Yeah, yeah, I know. I've been gone forever, and then I bring you a short, suck-ish chapter. Sorry! But R&R! Check out my song-fic, When I Was Your Man! Oh, and you FF "cops", I don't care. I didn't copy-n-paste the lyrics! So I don't give a- oops. This story is K+. My bad! Thanks for listening to my rant!
~Arty