Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, only this idea, and part of it isn't even my idea, because I got the idea off of something in America's Next Top Model! Ok, I'll shut up now...

Yes, so new story. I've been holding back tons of ideas (some of which I'm glad I haven't written down because they suck!) but now I'm ready to burst! I have to get this one down on paper (or Word) because it's burning a hole in my brain. So, here's the FULL summary.

Summary: They don't know my past. They know nothing about me. They call me names and outcast me, but they have no clue what I've been through. They never will. And I watch him laugh and joke and have fun and I remember the last time I did. The last time I had fun. But does he have the slightest idea that he is the only one I want to see when I wake up? The only one I live for?

This is an excerpt from my wonderful latest story.

The next day at school, I could feel Leo's eyes on me, but when I saw him coming toward me, I made a beeline for the bathroom, and I heard his defeated sigh and leaving footsteps. On some level, I felt bad. But on an even bigger higher level, I was happy to rid of him.

But I kept thinking about something he said. He said something, but I don't remember what it was. It made me think twice about ignoring him, but I can't recall it. But I had to face him sooner or later. And fate chose sooner. Because next period was gym (which I had skipped yesterday because Ms. Ryler had, in fact, called Mom and I was in trouble). And I couldn't skip a class today, or Mom would have a cow (which she also had yesterday) so I was off to gym. Now. So I slipped out of the bathroom. And my way to the gym. I walked into the gym and into the girl's locker room. I changed into my black tank top and shorts and came out, putting my hair into a ponytail as the door closed behind me. I was just on time before Coach Wyatt. Yes, as you guessed, my gym teacher is Leo's mother.

"Piper, give me two laps around the gym!" Coach yelled. I groaned and started jogging. It was a big gym, and I wasn't the athletic type. I mean, I wasn't fat or anything, I just hated sports and I wasn't good at them. At least I thought so... I finished my laps and let my breath catch up before sitting down to listen to Coach's boring chatter.

"Since today is Friday, and I love to give you guys a chance to do fun activities, so today we'll play Sticks." My mind told me yes, but my body screamed no! Coach Wyatt liked childish games played in elementary and middle school. Sticks is a game of four teams and there's a box in the middle of each territory. There are about 8 sticks in each territory. Each team tries to get the most sticks, by stealing everyone else's. But you can be tagged and brought to jail, and your teammates have to come and rescue you. I loved the game when I was young. Now it just seemed like it was wasting my precious time. And I was aching from the strain of avoiding Leo, and...possibly from running. I've never been into running.

"Leo, green team captain. Brent, yellow team captain. Jen, blue team captain. Piper, red team captain," Coach decided spontaneously. Me, team captain. Brent and Jen looked thrilled. Me on the other hand, not so much. Brent, a muscular guy with brown hair dribbling in his eyes and melting pools of emerald was an obvious pick for captain. Jen, a beautiful girl with straight natural black hair, usually kept in a ponytail and chocolate eyes was in awe of being chosen. It was a good thing to be captain in everyone's opinion. Except mine.

Coach began choosing teams for everyone. The first pick for my team was a girl named Phoebe who I didn't recognize. Phoebe had light brown hair and dark chocolate eyes. Must be new. Then Prue, dark raven hair and icy blue eyed cheerleading captain, then blond haired green eyed Mike, and lastly, brown haired and green eyed Chris, a Mathlete. They huddled around me, waiting for orders. I was not used to this. I stood awkwardly for a second before an unused, small, bossy side took over.

"Um...Mike you do running, and so can Prue. Phoebe and Chris, guard sticks and I'll guard jail. We'll switch next round," I said timidly. Everyone nodded and went to their respectful places. As did I. I waited tensely for the whistle to blow, and when it did, I was ready. Soon, my first prisoner had been taken here by Phoebe. She smiled at me and waved, then went back to her post. I felt a warm feeling, since nobody had smiled and waved at me in a long time. I shook myself and turned to see who I was guarding. It was Chase, a good name for him, since he was the fastest runner in the school. I swiftly turned back around and saw someone from green team coming for Chase. When he was just in my reach I stretched out and patted him lightly in the chest. He was now my prisoner as well.

By the end of Round 1, I had 2 blue team members, 1 yellow team member, and 1 green team member. Phoebe had brought most of them. She was now the fastest runner in the school, I could tell, and only Mike was in jail. And red was winning, with 13 sticks. Prue had brought most of them. It was clear that girls were more...talented in this game. Coach blew the whistle and my team, except for Chris, who was bringing the sticks back to their territories, huddled around me.

"Phoebe and I will do stick duty, Prue and Mike will guard the sticks, and Chris," I said, as Chris came up, smiling, "will guard jail. Chris do you mind?" I was letting people see my weaknesses more and more these days, but for some reason, I didn't hold back. I wasn't that sad. I wasn't the quiet girl I used to be, well, I still was, just lesser.

"Yeah, it's fine, just as long as I don't have to stick hunt!" he joked. He was just like me when it came to gym. It just wasn't important. I nodded. We then went to where we should be. Coach blew the whistle, and I noticed that Leo was guarding sticks. This might be tricky... I saw Phoebe race to the yellow team, jumping into the box before anyone even got close to touching her. Chase was seething. She grabbed a stick, watching the two yellow team members eyeing her. Suddenly Phoebe raced around them, leaping over the territory line, just in time. She placed the stick in our box and went off to another team. She went for blue. That left me with green. Leo looked preoccupied, and Jason was trying to get Leah out of our jail. This was my chance. I raced into green territory, into the box, and grabbed a stick. Leo was still paying attention to Becka. I sprinted back over the line and put my stick in our box. And then I realized that Mike was in jail. How, who, what-

"Piper, guard the jail! I'm going to try to get Mike," Chris said. I nodded and walked over to the jail. Leah was still in our jail, and so was Taylor. Leo was eyeing them quietly, waiting for the perfect moment. He sped over to us, and I started chasing. Left and right, I finally tagged him, but her grabbed my wrist, pulling my down on top of him. My breathing caught in my throat, my skin on fire. I gulped. His eyes met mine. I leaned down and...

TWEET!!

"Is everyone ok over there?" Coach yelled. I slid off of Leo quickly.

"My pinny got stuck on her necklace, sorry," Leo called. Coach nodded.

"Keep it cool, Piper!" Coach said. I agreed and we continued on with the game.

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