A/N: I just want to say a quick thank you to my reviews… and post a little individual comment for each of you but if you don't want to read it then just scroll straight past until you see the title of the fic. Thanks!

Line100 – Thanks for reviewing, I recognise your name you've possibly reviewed on of my other fics. So thanks for keeping reading my stuff. And to answer your question yes this fic is piper central although it deals with issues that started because of Prue – but that'll be explained.

Piperlover/leo – Thanks for reviewing and unfortunately because this fic is based when Piper and everyone are teenagers Leo will not be featured in the is fic but if I make a sequel leo will be in it.

ProtectionPaige – Thanks for reviewing. I recognise your user name also, chances are I've read something of yours.

Kate – I'm glad you liked my fic, and hope you keep reading it. And I'm glad my poem touched you. And don't worry Prue's problem will be explained possibly within the next two chapters.

FuryPiper – Thanks for reviewing I hope you like my fic.

Nicole (bobcat4540@aol.com) - Thanks for reading and reviewing my fic, I hope you're enjoying it. Just to clarify the reason that piper is having these daydreams – she's not actually seeing things – is because of how she's dealing with Prue's problem. It's causing her mental anguish, and it's also what I'm going through and this is sort of what the fic is based around. Thanks, keep reading.

Jess – Yes I wrote the poem myself, and please keep reviewing I love getting feedback on how I'm doing. I will include more of my original poetry in further chapters.

Fanatic – Thank you for drawing it to my attention that its hard to figure out what day dream and what's not. When I'm typing it I have the daydreams in italics but I'll find a way to figure out how to make it clearer. Keep reading hope you enjoy it.

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To Look Again

Piper walked along the corridors from the headmaster's office… School psychologist she thought to herself… How I am going to keep this one a secret from Grams… surely the school would phone her… with that thought Piper turned round and started running for the office. She burst in and everyone turned to look at her,

            "Piper?" asked her guidance teacher, "What's wrong?" Piper took a long breath in and then back out and then turned to face him,

"I was just wondering if you're going to phone my grandmother?" she asked, attempting to be casual.

"Well, under the circumstances we are meant to but you are old enough to decide whether or not we should," he sighed,

"I don't want her to know." Said Piper sternly, "Not yet anyway,"

"That's your decision, but I do think that she should know,"

"Then I don't want her to know, if it's my decision, then don't call her," said Piper before leaving the office one final time.

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The next morning Piper was called to speak with the psychologist, she hadn't expected it to happen so quickly. She just assumed that it would take some time but she went along anyway. As she walked into the small, cardboard box type room she saw a young looking woman sitting across from her in front of a desk, Piper smiled and took a seat in front of her.

"Piper Halliwell?' asked the woman,

"Yes," said Piper quietly, she avoided eye contact with the woman, who stared directly at her,

"I understand you've been having some problems recently…" she said as she ruffled through some paper, she lifted out a small file and placed it on top of all the rest.

"Nope, I think my teachers are just over reacting," sighed Piper,

"Well… personally I don't think so. I think that you are hurting deep inside and don't want to talk to anyone but you have to understand that you need to get these feelings out," said the woman,

"But you're not listening…" said Piper,

"Tell you what… just listen to this and tell me what you think," she paused for a second and then started again,

"I watch you from the sidelines,

And witness all your pain,

I see what you are going through,

And all that your blood does stain,

Everything is second hand,

All your smiles make believe,

And now I start to understand,

Why you think you have to leave,

You're faking every laugh,

A bittersweet moment of joy,

You're smiling truly false,

The fake emotions you deploy,

I hear your cries everywhere I go,

And see your inner face,

But I still can't begin to see,

Why your hearts an empty space,

Every time I see the scars,

I wonder if they're new,

I wonder why you felt so bad,

What's so wrong with you?

The gashes running up your arms,

Make me think of times before,

Was I really truly dense?

Or did I choose to just ignore,

Did I really pray inside?

That you were doing fine,

Or did I try to ignore the sight,

Of the first red lines?

I try to understand,

Just what you're living with,

But deep inside I wonder still,

Is happiness just a myth?

I wish I knew how I could help,

But it all just confusing me,

All I can do is be here for you,

And hope that you will see,

I watch you from the sidelines,

And witness all you pain,

I see what you are going through,

And all that your blood does stain…"

A/N: Ok so I said that I wouldn't have this chapter updated until later this week but I decided that I would write it so here it is hope you like it please review. And I hope the thank yous at the top didn't annoy anyone too much…