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Piper woke up, her limbs tired, her eyes itching, she didn’t remember how she got home, the last thing on her mind was studying in the library, a horrible migraine during a horrible day, thankfully, today was better, just her body sore.
The door opened, soft steps around the room, the curtain moving, a crack of sunlight entering the place.
“Morning babe, how was your sleep?”
Reyna was at the window, her hair loose, long, falling at her back, a towel around her neck, barefoot, she was brushing her hair.
“Let me.”
Piper sat on the bed, stretching her arms, holding the brush on the nightstand, brushing Reyna’s hair, kissing her neck, quickly, smiling at the blushing of her girlfriend.
“Are you fine?”
Annabeth entered the room, holding a tray, scramble eggs, waffles, a cup of chocolate and a glass with a flower on it, leaving the breakfast on the bed, she climbed on and kissed Piper, a chaste kiss on her lips, other kiss on her nose and one on Reyna’s cheek.
“Yep, better than yesterday,” answered Piper, putting the tray on her legs, cutting a bit of a waffle “but, how did I get here?”
“Leo found you knocked out on the library, we brought you home, made you take a bubble bath and put on pajamas.”
Piper smiled, feeling cozy, looking at her girlfriends.
“I love you, both of you.”
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This is a Bad Boy/Good Girl AU, but Sadie is the Bad Boy and Drew the good girl, because I hate a girl just being the Mean Girl, and Sadie hates her because she is “plastic”, she literally calls her and her friends “plastic bags”.
Sadie just moved to New York, after her mother’s dead she was raised by her grandparents, but they were to old to take good care of her, and Julius regains custody, she is angry, and makes a lot of trouble in the new school, she dyes her hair, wears leather jackets and combat boots, a lot of eyeliner, haves piercings, and sneak out of the house.
Drew is the Queen, the cheerleader, good at school, and everybody just loves her.
Sadie gets in the middle of a fight the first week, punching a guy who was making fun of a girl, she beats the guy and everybody is surprised, in the house Julius grounds her, but she ran away.
In a park near home Sadie meets Drew, she is alone, they talk, and become friends.
In the school Sadie is an asshole with everybody, she is isolated, the school counselor tries to speak to her, but she avoids talking, she haves more fights, some more public than others, in the house everything is a mess.
But she talks a lot with Drew, she is the only friend of Sadie, but every time they are together, both of them end in trouble, when Sadie burns the chemistry lab and they were partners, or the time they start a food fight, or steal Julius’ car, Drew’s parents thinks Sadie is a really bad influence, and forbid their daughter to befriend Sadie.
One day, they are at the park, Sadie had a pretty bad fight with Julius and Carter, she is angry, and steals alcohol from her father, Drew is there, Sadie starts to drink, and Drew follows her, when both are a little bit tipsy Sadie kiss her, the police arrives, because Julius asked Amos, who is a police officer, to find Sadie, and they both are dragged to the police station.
Sadie, Carter and Julius have an emotional moment, when they talk about their emotions, and promise to be a better with each other.
Drew is angry with Sadie, so she makes a big gesture to ask for forgiveness, idk, a big bouquet, chocolates, singing a song, maybe a little bit cringey but sweet and cute.
They date, Sadie works hard to gain the acceptance of Drew’s parents, the end.
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Annabeth remembered how out of place she felt at school, when the girls talked about their mothers, how all his cousins had mothers, when, in the school family day, she used to be alone, because his father was working.
As a kid, she always dreamed about a family, having a loving mother, someone who will brush her hair, cook the breakfast, take her to school, play with her, help with the homework, Frederick Chase was an busy man, he didn’t have enough time to take good care of a little girl.
Growing, Annabeth’s dreams changed, he stopped dreaming about loving parents, now she was picturing herself as a mother, having kids, raising them, being the mother she always wanted to have, she dreamed about a husband too, a faceless man, loving and caring.
During the college, she dated a lot of boys, but nobody wanted to plan the relation so far, thinking about marriage and kids, Annabeth stopped bringing the topic, smiling and never asking for a stronger compromise, the dream bury on her mind.
In her final years at college, moving with a roommate, a girl named Reyna, she started to think about it again.
Reyna was sweet, waking soon to make breakfast, always asking about Annabeth’s day, dragging the girl to her bed when she fell sleep on her desk, Reyna was so loving and caring, slowly, the faceless man morphed into a girl, someone like Reyna.
“Would you like to have kids?” asked Reyna once, both of them looking at the window, eating ice cream, a summer storm breaking the sky.
“I like the idea of a house with white fences, two or three kids, a dog.”
“Lovely,” Reyna looked at the sky, her eyes wandering on the landscape “I’d be nice to have a family, raise a kid, knowing you will have someone waiting for you, having a home.”
“When I was little, I thought I would marry a man, but know, I only picture a girl, two kids, a big dog, a house I designed, big backyard, something pretty”
“All the things you design are pretty”
Annabeth blushed, avoiding Reyna’s eyes, they stayed in silence, looking at the storm.
They graduate and part ways, in the months before they departure the topic never come up again, Annabeth dated girls and boys, some relations more serious than others, and they idea of Reyna being her lifelong partner faded away.
Years later, more than a decade, they met again, the group of friends they were in college reunited, Annabeth was married with a pretty girl, and they adopted a little boy, she had the house and the dog, big backyard and a room for another kid, her wife was all she wanted and more.
“You know,” she told Reyna when she was leaving “I dreamed about us together.”
“Yeah, me too.”
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Where Reyna works in a coffe shop, and meets Thalia.
It was a hot day of summer, Reyna was sweating, standing in the cashier, fanning herself, looking at the empty café, the little place was hot, only a little window, small and impossible to open, the AC was broken, and won’t work for another week.
Thankfully, the day was to hot to go out, no dealing with rude clients.
The door opened, Reyna smiled, seeing her best friend walking in, Jason waved at her place, coming closer to the cashier.
“How’s it going?”
“Hot as hell, but no costumers.” Reyna sighed, looking at the empty tips jar.
“Same as always, for Piper and Leo too, they are in Leo the repair shop.”
“Lucky them,” muttered Reyna “Their AC is working.”
“I could bring some fans; Leo could build a small one.”
Reyna waved her hand, resting importance to the matter, making the beverage for her friends.
The door opened again, a bunch of girls walked in, loudly, the sat on the tables, one of them walking towards the cashier, all of them wore a leather jacket, Reyna catch the back of one of them, a half moon, with an arrow and a bow, were printed on it, the Huntress of Artemis, a gang of girls whom rode the country in motorcycles.
“Hey, Baby boy, could you move? I want to see the menu.”
The girl taking was tall, with short spiky black hair, a lot of piercings on her face, no make-up, something in her face looked familiar.
“I’m not a baby, Thalia.”
Reyna raised her eyebrows, dropping her eyelids, sending an accusing glare at Jason.
“I hope he’s not bothering you, I’m his sister, Thalia.”
“Don’t worry, he is a good guy, I’m Reyna.”
“I know, he loves to talk about you.”
One of the girls yelled, asking Thalia to stop flirting, Reyna blushed, finishing the order of Jason, ignoring the smile of Jason, full of mockery.
“I’m not flirting.” Thalia yelled back “But if you’re free this afternoon I could do it.” She added, winking at Reyna.
“She is free at six,” said Jason, while taking his order and going out.
“Do you want to go out on a date?” asked Thalia.
“If you’re not busy…”
“For a pretty girl, never”
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The first time Annabeth saw Rachel she was angry, and a little jealous; she and Percy were going to the movies, and then to the camp, have a nice summer and avoid getting killed by the titans, the last summer before Percy turned sixteen, but the pretty annoying girl was asking about the empousai, and yes, Annabeth was a little airheaded around mortals, but nobody can blame her, right? She was half god, she knew the truth about the world, the knowledge is power and she was really powerful.
Leading the quest was cool, at the beginning, years wanting a quest, and now, she was the leader, the Oracle gave her a prophecy, she was going to Dedalus’ maze, all was promising, but the labyrinth tricked her, and it was really terrifying to be in the dark, not really knowing were she was leading her friends.
In the Mt. Saint Helens, seeing at Percy eyes, she knew he would rather die than let she get hurt, in that moment, Annabeth understood she loved him, he was her best friend, and living in a world without Percy was terrifying that kind of world would kill her, afraid, she kissed him and ran away, following the spider, falling on her knees, thanks to the explosion, crying, entering Hephaestus’ forge, the god pitying her, giving the spider the order to take her to the camp.
Dirty and bloody, Annabeth emerged from the ground, crying, shaking, Quiron and Clarisse running at her place, the old centaur hugging her, carrying Annabeth to the infirmary, and hour later she calmed down, but, when an Apollo kid asked about Percy she started again.
·The first week she laid on her bed, in Athena’s cabin, listening to the whispers of her siblings, everybody thought Percy and Annabeth were the endgame, she was conscious about the running bets, when they were going to date, who will take the first step, she even thought they will end together, but, even if Percy was alive, she wasn’t really sure about them being a couple, she feel ashamed to dislike the kiss, it felt silly to think about a kiss, her best friend could be death, the fate of Olympus could be on Nico’s hand, and the boy was listening to Minos, she was smarter than a silly girl, head full of boys, she had to fulfil the mission, her love life wasn’t important.
Annabeth’s skin was aching, she felt uncomfortable near Rachel, her hair was beautiful, shiny, her skin looked healthy and soft, she was delicate, prettier than Annabeth, with her muscular arms, thanks to the training, messy hair and scarred body, her hands were soft, small, short nails, painted, Annabeth discovered, holding her hand while Percy fought, the girl shacking, the need to calm her destabilizing Annabeth.
Her voice was sweet, high pitched, like a bird song, listening her speak was good, and finding common interest, stopped the antics of Annabeth, her green eyes shining while she talked.
After the battle, Annabeth kept thinking on Rachel, maybe was a coping mechanism, better wonder about the mortal girl than all her comrades deaths, the camp, now actually conscious about the war, was less funny and summery, grim, and she wasn’t going to talk to Percy, the things really awkward after Mt. Saint Helens, they just stay at the docks, sitting in silence.
Sending letters was a tradition for Percy and Annabeth, most of them wrote in ancient Greek, the fourth letter came with photos, a second letter, from Rachel, explaining something about an exposition, models of buildings around the globe.
It became their thing, Annabeth and Rachel were pen pals, sending letters weekly, and it was really refreshing, talking to someone normal, no friendly demigods or satyrs on her school, she freely writing about the annoying monsters, the worries of school and her average live, Rachel rambling about artists she found, her father pushing her, it was really good to have a friend outside camp.
In the winter, Annabeth went to camp, and she take a day out to be with Rachel, their conversations felling warmer than the letters, the girl looking pretty all blushed, thanks to the cold, her body warm, when she hugged to say good bye, goose bumps shaking Annabeth, feeling really good on Rachel’s arms.
For the gods sake, she was in the middle of the war, she was stabbed and poisoned, and, while Percy told her about his weak point, she was thinking about Rachel, wondering if she was in the city, sleeping in the street, looking at Percy worried face, Annabeth loved Percy, her best friend, but she didn’t love him like a boyfriend, “I think I like Rachel” she admitted, “I think she likes you too” was the answer of Percy.
When Rachel’s helicopter fell from the sky, Annabeth’s instincts took the control, flying on the pegasi, maneuvered the machine and hugged Rachel, she wanted so bad to kiss her, felling terrified about the idea of losing her, she does, a little smooch on her lips, angry hot tears falling from her eyes, holding the girl.
Annabeth is holding the seahorse neck tight, worried about Rachel, wondering about the girl, Peleo, the dragon, could kill her, or she could fall on the forest, killed by the monsters, her hearth bumping on her ears, when they are on the Big House she understands, thinking about the prophecy, maybe it wasn’t about Luke or Percy, not about losing them, the love she is losing is Rachel’s.
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