Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed and this disclaimer applies to every chapter in this story

First Time

            Piper sat the next period in her home economics class, they were preparing vegetable soup, and Piper stood at her worktop chopping her carrot methodically. Opposite her was Courtney, Piper loathed this class for that exact reason. For seven periods a week, (they had a double period on Wednesday) she had to sit ignoring Courtney. Pretending not to hear her snide little remarks, or ignore the fact Courtney copied her home work every single week. This period was the same as usual, Courtney sat coughing every time Piper made a cut into her carrot and tried to shake the table or cause Piper to become distracted, but it hadn't worked so far. Piper cut a rather large chunk out of her potato and Courtney dropped her knife causing a clatter, Piper took a deep breath in and then forced the air back out her nose. She continued cutting, another smaller slice and Courtney coughed. Another piece, another distraction. Piper was nearing the end of her carrot, just a couple more slices she thought; she forced the knife into the carrot, once more Courtney cut into her carrot and banged the knife on the surface. Piper sighed and looked up at Courtney,

            "Do you mind?" she asked, looking back down at her carrot,

            "No, actually I don't mind the noise why is it distracting you?" asked Courtney, putting on a fake sympathy smile.

            "Yes, as a matter of fact it is," replied Piper, she continued to cut small slices of carrot and place them in her bowl,

            "Really?" asked Courtney slamming the knife into the carrot harder and louder this time.

            "Yes!" said Piper raising her voice and remaining cutting, she suddenly took in a quick gasp of air and looked down at her hand. She saw the knife, the side of its blade was rather deeply in bedded in her hand and blood was pouring out onto the surface. She looked from her hand to Courtney for a few seconds and realised something.

            "Oh My Gosh! Miss, Piper has cut herself!" yelled Courtney putting her knife down and stepping back from the table. Their teacher, Miss Granger quickly ran over to Piper and wrapped a dish cloth round her hand. Piper saw the blood soak through the dish cloth, she was mesmerised by it.

            "This looks bad, I'm taking you to the nurse, class while I'm gone I don't want any horse play. I don't want any other trips to the school nurse today," said Miss Granger and led Piper out of the room. They walked silently along the hallway and into the small dank nurse's room. It looked in no way hygienic,

            "Mrs Irvine, This is Piper. She cut her hand during Home Economics today. It looks quite bad," Piper heard Miss Granger say,

            "I'll take care of her," said Mrs Irvine, taking Piper's hand in the dish cloth. Miss Granger departed,

            "This does look nasty," she said lifting the cloth off it and replacing it with a clean bandage. "We'll get you sorted," She sat Piper down, who was still unaware of what was going on, "Now this won't need stitches so you should be alright until the end of the day but this may sting a little," Piper looked up the old woman, she had a bottle in her hand and was about to pour it on Piper's wound. Piper assumed it was disinfectant or something like it, she hissed as the clear liquid brushed across her skin causing a sting alright.

            "It's ok dear, almost done. Then we'll bandage you up and you'll be fine," said Mrs Irvine smiling down at Piper.

            "Ok," sighed Piper looking down at her wound. Around half an hour later when the bleeding had stopped, Mrs Irvine sent Piper off to her next class, with a note for her doctor in her hand. The bell rung just as Piper collected her things from Home Economics and she headed for her Maths class. Piper walked in and headed to her seat. She saw Courtney sitting just opposite and continued walking, her head facing down to the ground. She walked over and sat in her seat, she heard murmuring behind her back she tried to ignore it but at the same time she was desperate to hear what they were saying.

            "Looks like Piper can't even cut food without messing things up. Aren't there like special schools for people that thick?" Courtney's groupies laughing hysterically, trying to draw attention to themselves. I'm going to ignore… I'm going to ignore, Piper said calmly inside her head. The taunting continued for a few moments, Piper only caught the occasional words though, mostly she heard idiot, stupid, and thick.

            "Well maybe it's cause her mother was never around to show her how to use a simple kitchen knife," said Courtney, once again the group burst into fit's of laughter. Piper took her pen and probed the bandage with the end of it. She flinched in pain, and thought about things some. I can't believe it, for a second when I jab my cut I am too overwhelmed by the physical pain to notice the emotional stuff. It was the same when I first made the cut, I was concentrating on it and forgot all about Courtney and everything else. Throughout the lesson Courtney and her gang continued to make their little comments, though they were talking in hushed voice they were talking just loud enough for Piper to hear. Everything time they giggled she jabbed the pen into her arm, harder every time. By the end of the class her arm was throbbing. But she had a certain sense of relief from the pain, it got rid of what she thought about Courtney and forced her to place all her attention on the wound itself, the problem is; she liked the pain…