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Chapter 3

"Oh my god," I muttered angrily.

Stamping my foot on the gas, I sped my way down the street, all to eager to get home and relax.

I always felt like crap after working a later shift, especially when it required me handing the dinner rush hour. Something about having to work on a Friday night really ticked me off, especially after dealing with that creeper lady. The inscription of her name on that purse had planted itself into my memory. Amanda Young.

Springwood Cafe is one of the most popular places to eat in the entire town. It was rare to find someone I didn't recognize, since Springwood was as small as it is. This Amanda lady obviously knows me from somewhere, but I have no idea where, and that scared me.

"Has she been watching me? Have I done something wrong? How much more does she know besides my name?!" These thoughts swirled around in my head as I drove, making me seriously paranoid. I found myself looking over my shoulder at every red light, examining the cars behind me.

My palms were sweaty by the time I reached the house. I jumped out of the care the minute I pulled into the driveway, abandoning my school clothes in the backseat.

I was just about to scamper inside the house when I spotted my next-door neighbor, Mrs. Peabody, waving me over with a mortified expression on her face.

Mrs. Peabody is a one of those wacky old ladies whose house is littered with cats. It just so happens that her husband had died about a year ago, making her seriously depressed and lonely. You had to feel bad for her, but at the same time I tried to avoid her as much as I could.

"Oh Patricia! Patricia darling I need you!" She called to me. She rushed up our driveway, hobbling all the way. I cringed inwardly, itching to go inside.

"My names Piper Mrs. Peabody, remember? You've known me for years," I told her impatiently.

"Oh yes, yes of course dear! Please you must help me! My Charlie is stuck in my tree and won't come down," the old woman pleaded.

Your cat was stuck in a tree. Are you fucking kidding me?! I just want to go inside my own home!

"Actually Mrs. Peabody, I'm really in..uh in a hurry right now...but eh I'll be happy to call the fire department or..." I stammered.

"Oh no, no! He needs help now! Come along dear," she insisted, grabbing my hand. I groaned softly, but let her pull me along. She lead me over to her front lawn, where this average looking tree was, and sure enough, a big orange fluff of fur sat perched on a branch high up in that tree meowing its head off.

Looking up, I could barely see the cat it was so dark, let alone the branches. There was no way I was going to be able to do this!

"Oh be careful dear! Bring him down to me safely alright," she told me sternly.

"Oh I'll watch myself too, don't worry. Thanks for asking." I said inside my head, my inner voice dripping with sarcasm.

Edging towards the trunk I looked over my shoulder earning an encouraging nod from the old woman.

I carefully brought my leg up and positioned myself on the branch closest to the ground, and began to haul myself away from the grass. I climbed the tree with nimble movements, ignoring how dark it was, as I began to realize how much fun I was having.

It was true. When I was a little girl I was a squirrel, climbing any tree in sight. I always ended up planting myself on the highest branch, sitting there all day before Mom or Daniel had to coax me to come down.

Of course, I eventually outgrew the habit, but climbing this tree made me feel so free, I never wanted to come down! It was absolutely exhilarating.

The branches tickled my skin, the leaves falling all around me as if they were raindrops. The wind blew harder the higher I went, sending my blonde hair flying in all directions. I didn't care, I wanted to stay up here forever.

"Good job my dear now hurry!" Mrs. Peabody cried, snapping me back to the job at hand. I nodded, and quickly scurried up the tree to where the orange tabby was meowing from fear.

I grasped the animal in my arms, admiring how soft his fur was. The poor thing didn't even fight me on it, he just hung limp in my arms as I descended from the tree.

"Oh Charlie! Oh Charlie!" Mrs. Peabody cried once my feet touched the ground. The old lady snatched the cat out of my arms and hugged him closely, rocking back and forth.

"Oh thank you, thank you dear! My poor little Charlie would've died from fright if it wasn't for you," Mrs. Peabody swooned.

"Your welcome. I liked climbing that old tree anyway," I mumbled politely. After a few awkward moments and spun on my heels and walked to the front door of my house, stepping inside.

I sighed, dropping my car keys on the front table. I then noticed a small piece of paper. I picked it up and lazily skimmed it.

Piper,

Daniel and I are staying with Matt for his soccer game. We are planning to eat dinner and see a movie afterwards and won't be home until later tonight.

It's just going to be you girls, so please try and get along. For me?

There's leftover pizza in the fridge if you don't feel like cooking. Also, make sure Felicity is in bed by 9:00. No buts.

I love you, and try and have some fun with your sister.

Love,

Mom

I was so mad I wanted to scream!

I finally get home from work and what do I get to do? Babysit.

I literally stomped up the stairs, rolling my head back so far I studied the ceiling.

I reached the top of the stairs and walked over to Felicity's room. The door was closed, Hannah Montana music blaring from inside.

"Hey Lis! I'm home!" I shouted. The music stopped abruptly as my sister opened the door.

"Ugh! Why do you have to be home! I don't need a babysitter," she whined at me.

"Well sorry, but your stuck with me tonight. I'm really not in the mood for a fight, so lets just try and make the best of it, alright?" I told her sternly. She just sort of shrugged off my words.

"Yeah, whatever. Just don't bother me," she said, slamming the door in my face.

"Oh that won't be a problem," I mumbled angrily.

I trudged straight into my room, again, making sure to lock the door. I could hear the Hannah Montana music starting up again, louder this time.

"Turn it down! You'll wake up the continent!" I shouted at her.

"Deal with it!" She replied faintly, even though she probably screamed it.

Gritting my teeth, I took my own radio and put in my Maroon 5 CD, turning it up partially high. High enough to block out Felicity's poor choice of music.

I lazily began to work my way out of my clothes, throwing on some black sweatpants. I then grabbed a light blue v-neck, and finally shrugging on my fuzzy warm sweatshirt.

For the first time all day I felt calm, relaxed, and comfy.

I quickly became engulfed in to my music, Adam Levine's voice filling the room. Until suddenly, I was picking up something else.

I growled in frustration as I heard Felicity's music again, ruining my own.

In my anger, I cranked up the volume to full blast. I swear it was so loud my eyes were starting to water, but I didn't care. I could't hear any sound coming from my sisters room, so I knew I'd won the battle.

After a few minutes of ear blasting Maroon 5, I turned it down a bit. I craned my ears, wanting to hear the angry wails from my bratty sister.

I heard nothing. Nothing at all. Not even Hannah's crappy singing.

I switched off my radio in a hurry, running back to Felicity's room.

"Lis!" I shouted in front of her closed door.

I was met with a sharp sob. Pushing my way into the room, I found Felicity huddled in a ball on the floor. She was crying uncontrollably, holding her hands up to her ears.

"What happened!" I shrieked at her, collapsing down to her level.

"I-I don' don't k-know! I-It ju-just exploded!" She wailed. "I-It hurt it h-hurt m-my ears! I-It scared m-me so b-bad!"

I sighed, catching my breath. Sometimes, I forgot my sister was only ten.

I walked over to her dresser, where her pink radio sat. I tapped the speaker lightly, creating a semi-loud static.

Jumping back slightly, I unplugged the radio from the wall. I then returned to my sobbing sister, pulling her into a hug.

She may have been a pain in my ass, but she was my sister, and she needed me right now.

"Shhhh. It's ok. Your ok. Your fine. It was just a sound. Sounds can't hurt you," I soothed, brushing her brown hair away from her face.

She sniffled a few times, before removing her hands from her ears. She rubbed her eyes ferociously, trying to wipe away the tears.

"Why don't you head downstairs ok? I'll be right there and then we'll figure out something to do," I said gently.

Felicity's head bowed, avoiding eye contact as she stormed out of the room.

Catching my breath, I shuffled back into my room. I pulled on my Ugg boots and grabbed a flew blankets off my bed.

I checked my reflection on the way out of my room, flipping my blonde hair over my shoulder.

I walked back downstairs and found my sister pouting on the couch in the living room.

I slowly entered the room, throwing a blanket in her direction. She didn't move.

"Hey. What's-" I started.

"I'm not a wimp, Piper. I know you think I am, but I'm not," she stated. She finally looked up at me, her blue eyes full of hurt.

"Lis, I don't-" I started.

"But you do! You try and calm me down every time I get scared, like I need your help or something," she seethed.

"Because that's what I'm supposed to do, silly," I said. "Look, I know you think that getting scared makes you a wimp, but I'll tell you something."

"What?" She mumbled, glancing at the couch again.

"Everybody gets scared. And you know what? It's not a bad thing," I told her.

"Really?" She asked, like she didn't believe me.

"Heck yeah! You heard me last night. I was so scared I couldn't get back to sleep!" I told her plastering a smile on my face.

She smiled slightly. "You did sound pretty scared," she smirked.

"You see? Your probably a lot braver than I am anyways," I complimented.

Ha! Yeah right.

"You wanna watch a movie?" I asked perkily, plopping down on the couch next to her.

"Yeah." She said, smiling at me. "But it's my pick!" She said suddenly jumping up off the couch and over to the drawers, where we keep our collection of DVD's.

I decided to let her have the pick tonight, only because I was feeling proud I partially bonded with Felicity. Felicity! Well, I also didn't want her to freak out on me again, so I'll sit through a kiddie movie. Fine.

I strode into the kitchen, shuffling around for something to eat. I then remembered Mom's note. Leftover pizza! Jackpot!

"Want some pizza?" I called into the living room.

"Yeah!" She answered happily.

I shoved the remaining slices of pizza in the microwave, checking the time on the little screen. 8:25. I remembered Mom wanted her in bed by 9:00.

"Well maybe we can watch a little bit. I'll wrestle her into bed somehow," I thought.

The little timer beeped sooner than I expected.

I sloppily threw the pizza on some plates and grabbed a bag of popcorn throwing it into the microwave.

I walked into the living room to see Felicity jumping around and squealing.

"Dude what are you doing?" I laughed at her.

"Dancing! Ya know why?! Cuz were gonna watch Sleeping Beauty!" She cried happily.

NOOOOOOO! I just about died on the inside!

"Lis! Aren't you too old for this kind of movie?! Can't we watch something else...like...oh I don't know Harry Potter or something?" I pleaded.

"Hey! I'm in the mood for a romance," she sighed, flopping on the couch, the DVD disc in her hand.

Why me?! WHY?!

"Ugh. Fine," I muttered angrily. I could almost feel my sisters smirk coming from behind me.

I again heard the beep of our microwave, the smell of popcorn filling the house.

I trudged back into the kitchen and poured the popcorn in a bowl and set it on the living room table, along with the pizza. Felicity had already popped in the disc.

"I can't believe your making me do this," I whined. She only cracked up.

I flopped down next to my sister on the couch, pulling a blanket up to my knees.

I pouted as I watched the opening scene of the storybook appear on the screen.

"It's starting!" Felicity exclaimed.

"Really? I hadn't noticed," I said sarcastically, nudging her shoulder.

"Shush!" She whispered, shoving a handful of popcorn into her mouth.

Time passed really quick as my sister and I became engulfed in the story of Briar Rose and her three, fairy godmothers.

When it got to the part where the fairy godmothers were trying to surprise young Briar, I ended up shouting a the TV.

"Why the hell would you use the wands, stupids! It's been 16 years!" I raged at the short blue fairy. Felicity only patted my arm.

"It's just pretend Piper," she soothed.

"Sorry. I'll try and control myself," I said sarcastically. She only smirked at me in response.

I looked back to the screen and saw a bunch of furry animals chasing after the singing girl.

Talk about crazy!

The movie continued on. Briar falls in love, then she realizes shes a pretty princess who is already betrothed, then they go back to the castle where she has a breakdown. It's pretty screwed up stuff if you ask me, but Felicity seemed to love it.

That is, until the fairy godmothers left the crying Briar alone in her room.

"It's the scary part!" My sister cried fearfully, clutching my arm.

Oh my god. ITS A KIDDIE MOVIE! There are no scary parts!

"It's just pretend Felicity," I mimicked. She only gripped me harder.

The screen darkened when the evil witch woman appeared, a creepy singing voice filling the living room.

Briar looked as if she were in a hypnotized state as the witch lured her into an empty prison cell, where of course, she pricked her finger.

"It was pretty obvious that was going to happen," I told my sister.

"Yeah I know. Now it's up to Phillip," she said.

We stuffed our faces with the remaining pizza as the movie played on.

Phillip gets caught by the witch and her pig creatures and the evil witch tells him her plan while the fairy godmothers drug everyone and try and rescue the prince.

I had to admit, however, that evil plan freaked both me and my sister out.

"Were dealing with an evil genius," I told her.

"I know right?!" She agreed.

Well, she was a genius, until she gets herself killed. Which I didn't understand at all.

She had the upper hand and everything! With the forest of thorns and the fact that she was a freaking dragon! It just goes to show how corny these kinds of movies are.

And then it went happily ever after, the end when Briar and Phillip get married and her dress changes colors. I then, gladly turned off the TV.

"Man that's a good movie," Felicity gushed.

Uh huh. Right.

We had polished off the pizza and popcorn, so I brought the bowls and plates into the kitchen and cleaned them up. I glanced over at the microwave to check the time. 10:17.

OH SHIT!

"Felicity!" I shouted.

"Yes," she answered sweetly, peeking her head into the kitchen doorway.

"Do you have any idea what time it is," I said, mimicking her sweetness.

"Oh, eh...is it that late," she asked, her voice growing higher.

"Bed. Now. I won't tell if you don't," I said sternly. She only ran upstairs.

I smiled to myself, and walked upstairs after collecting my blankets and cleaning up the rest of our crap.

I was happy that I had finally had some bonding time with my younger sister. At least we now had a bunch of inside jokes just between us now. Maybe my sister really wasn't that bad.

Now I just need a night alone with Matt, a couple of video games, and I would be all set!

I walked into my room, grinning, and jumped on my bed, throwing the blankets over my body.

My head lulled around a few times, completely content. My eyelids were beginning to drift shut as I yawned. I was just so comfortable, and the blankets were so soft... but wait! I had forgotten to turn my light off!

It didn't matter though.

I was already asleep.

Do I foreshadow too much? Haha oh well at least you guys probably have a taste of whats coming;)

Also, I realize that this chapter was a little longer than the others, but who cares?! More in a chapter sounds good to me!

Again, I'm sorry if this is going a little slower than some of you guys at there would have hoped, but I really want you guys to really get to know my OC and how her life is like and stuff. I promise though, there will be some Freddy action in the next chapter for you Nightmare fans;)

The Hellraiser and Saw characters will also be coming into play soon too, once the climax deepens a little bit more.

Oh! Let me know what you think about Felicity! I was super lost while trying to design her character, so I hope I made her all right.

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