Dreams (A PERCABETH AU)

Chapter 5- Good Girls do Bad Things

(A/N): I just want to straighten a couple things out about the previous chapter. Adderall is used by people who have ADHD so it's kind of a link to that and all it is going to do to her is make her speak out more, stand up for herself and toughen up a little. That's all it's for. She's not going to turn into a slob, I would never throw away her character like that.

I made it so that the Adderall makes her a bit more like the Annabeth in the real pjo book series: feisty, argumentative, stubborn etc.

Annabeth POV

Wednesday 21st October

I slipped through the school corridor, dodging and darting around the students like a frisky black cat in the shadows. I felt more awake than I'd ever felt and I hadn't slept in three days. I'd stayed up all of last night studying and you'd be amazed as to just how much the Adderall helps to improve concentration. Somehow, I also felt lighter on my feet and maybe that's how I was able to slip in and out of sight. I'd managed to avoid the populars all day.

I'd dressed better today. It was about time I stopped wearing sweatpants and baggy jumpers to school and got my act together. I wore a light grey heathered T-shirt with a black lace bralette underneath which you could see only slightly at the neckline of my shirt. I'd pulled on a pair of ripped black skinny jeans and my black ankle boots with the buckles. I'd been wearing them a lot lately because they made me taller and I felt more confident in them. Around my neck, I wore a black string necklace that was a choker but also dangled low down my chest in two strands with two silver beads at the end.

I turned a corner, looking around the place for Clara. Yes, I'd bought three pills to last me the rest of the week but truth is, I was already out. I took another one last night and then another this morning before work. I'd stolen the cash from Helen's purse, she'd never notice. She's got the attention span of a rock.

I found her slipping a pill down by the lockers, using the door to conceal it. Just as she was beginning to pack up, I snuck my way over. "Clara? I was wondering if I could have a minute of your time."

"Back for more already?" She smirked as we ducked down an empty corridor.

"Well, do you have any?" I looked around anxiously. I didn't like doing this out in the open.

"How many are we talking?" She asked, slipping open her bag to show me a whole orange pot full of them

"How many you got?"

"I can do you fifteen." She said.

"Great. How much do you want?"

"A Hundred."

"One hundred!" I cried and then gasping when I remembered we were supposed to be quiet.

"That's a discount." She said. "It would be $150."

"$80 and you got yourself a deal."

"$90."

"$85, that's as high as I'm going."

"Fine." She said and I smiled triumphantly as we exchanged business.

"Annabeth?" A voice came from behind me. I gasped, snapping my head around. It was Piper. Clara took off the moment I turned my head and I didn't blame her.

I tried to leave, myself, but Piper came rushing over and pulled my arm back. "Annabeth, what are you doing taking Adderall? That stuff's illegal."

"What are you talking about?" I frowned at her, trying to get away put she held her ground.

"Don't play dumb with me." She warned. "You were talking to Clara Fitzgerald. I know she hooks people up with Adderall. Annabeth, this is dangerous."