A New Twist
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This story has been told for generations, maybe not like this, but in many other ways. Some with a miller's daughter, some with a baseball team. Our story, just like any other, starts on an average Friday in the middle of October.
Piper Halliwell looked across the cafeteria. Lunch was definitely not her favorite time of day. She gave a small smile as she saw her normal table. Only three people sat at it. No one else would come even close to it. It was understandable. From the outside the three girls looked boring. All they ever did was eat and read. That was the way Piper liked it. She didn't even know the names of the other two girls. It was just one of the few places she was allowed to eat. The cafeteria and outside. Only the popular people ate outside, and you needed an invitation to sit outside without being ridiculed for not having one, and she couldn't eat while reading in the library. The cafeteria was her only option. Piper sat down, and promptly took her book and lunch out of her backpack and started to read. She put down her book to take a bite out of her sandwich when she saw her older sister Prue walked bye. Her incredibly cute boyfriend, Andy, was on her arm, and the rest of her friends following behind them. Piper went to pick up her book when she noticed one of the other girls also staring.
"Wouldn't it be nice to be her?" The girl said.
"Sometimes." Piper said.
"My name is Ashley Washington." The girl said. "I've been wanting to talk to you guys since, a while, but been to shy." Ashley said.
"Piper." Ashley smiled, and then picked up her book again. Piper smiled, and picked up her book again. Just like Ashley.
"I've heard she's a real bitch." The other girl said, from behind her book. Piper and Ashley put down their books.
"Excuse me?" Piper said.
"That Prue girl. I've heard she's a bitch. I believe it. I had French with her last year." She said.
Piper pressed her lips. Prue didn't take French. She was in Spanish. But Piper didn't think to set the girl straight. "What was her name?" Ashley asked.
"Prue Halliwell, I think. I mean we should know. She's class president." The girl said again.
"That sounds right." Piper commented.
"I'm Amy." Amy said.
"I'm Piper."
"I'm Ashley." Piper had hoped that now that they had all introduced themselves that they would go back to reading, rather than discussing what they had heard about Prue. She had falsely hoped. "What do you mean a bitch?"
"You know her boyfriend there, well, last Friday afternoon I saw her making out with some other guy at the mall." Amy said. Piper knew that wasn't true. On Friday afternoon, Prue and her, and their younger sister Phoebe had driven up into the hills. Prue couldn't have been the one Amy saw at the mall. Again, Piper said nothing. She liked Ashley; Ashley seemed to have a heart. But Amy was sounding as bitchy as she was making Prue seem to be.
"I don't know if I believe that." Ashley said. "She may be a bitch, but she doesn't seem like the type to cheat."
"I agree with Ashley." Piper quickly chimed in.
"She does to me." Amy said.
Piper stood up, and grabbed her bag. "I'll see you guys Monday." She said, knowing that it was probably true.
"Where are you going?" Ashley asked.
"I- uh, need to get some stuff from the library before lunch is over." Piper quickly lied. She gave a little wave to the two, and then began to give the impression that she was going to the library, but instead of going to the library, she instead turned to her locker. She quickly stuffed her lunch and backpack into her locker, and sat down in front of it. At the table where she used to eat lunch, they no longer read. "It's just today." She mumbled to herself.
"You should really get your nose out of that book." A voice said. Piper looked up, and saw Prue standing there.
"Where's your posse?" Piper asked.
"I told them I was going to the bathroom. Fact is, you locker is right near the bathroom." Prue said.
"True."
"Piper, I wasn't joking." Prue said.
"I know you weren't." Piper sighed. "But I'm not you. I can't talk to people."
"I know sweetie. How does this sound, there is a huge party tonight. Why don't you come? Phoebe too…" Prue tempted.
"I can't, I have to baby sit." Piper said. "You and Pheebs, go, have fun." Piper said.
"You sure, I can get Phoebe to cover for you."
"Cute. No. I would feel awkward."
"Ok. Listen I better go to the bathroom." Prue said, standing up. "You might want to pull your feet in. My friends will be coming by here in a minute." Prue flashed Piper a smile, and then went into the bathroom. Piper crossed her legs, and then put her thoughts back into the book. Sure enough, just as Prue had predicted, about five of Prue's friends walked by. They sneered at her, as they passed. Piper could hear them whisper about her. It was always the same. They thought Piper was a geek, and for some problem, they had problems understanding why Piper was such a geek, while Prue was the most popular girl in school. And they let Piper know that she wasn't wanted. One of the girls purposely tripped over her on their way. No one would ever tell this to Prue's face. Slightly hurt from the 'trip', Piper leaned her head back, and let a few tears escape. She quickly dried them, when she heard her sister leave. On her way out, Prue barely acknowledged her existence. Piper was very happy when the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch, and the start of classes.