Don't Go. (EDITING)

Chapter 8

"How was your first day, Camille?" Mom asks.

"Good." I say, stabbing a green bean with my fork.

"Did you make any friends?"

"Yep. I met Lorne's friend Jax. He's really nice." I stuff the bean into my mouth, chew, and swallow.

"That's nice." Mom nods.

Than we're sent back into silence at we eat.

"Did you have a good day Piper?" Mom cuts the silence in half like a knife in butter.

"Yeah. I met a friend too. He's nice." Piper says looks up from her food.

"That's good. What's her name?" Mom asks.

"His name actually. His name is Oliver. He has a twin sister named Paige, but she isn't that nice. He's really cute too." Piper smiles as she talks about him.

"That's great dear." Mom smiles softly, probably glad that her daughter really isn't a complete outcast.

Piper's POV:

So what if I lied to Mom. She deserves to not be worried about her kids. She's been under a lot of stress lately due to Dad working all the time. She deserves to be stress free for awhile. And plus, it wasn't a total lie. I did make a friend. But not exactly a new friend. Aaaaaaand I don't really like her...

I stand up from the dinner table after eating my food.

"Thank you Mom. Dinner was awesome!" I say. I'm a pretty good actor actually... Than I push in my chair, and put my dishes in the sink in the kitchen. Than I walk up to my room and shut my door. My... new... friend...

I knew this friend when I lived in Minnesota. She wasn't exactly the nicest of people. In fact, she wasn't nice at all. She was the meanest person I've ever met.

I pull open my window and tear off the sheet on my bed.

She must have gotten brain damage or something. The last time I saw her, she was in school, being her normal bitchy self. Than, that night, she was in the news. She had been in a car crash. On the news and at school and by parents and teachers, we were told that Paige isn't dead. Than we all, meaning everyone, were told that her and her family had moved because they "needed a new start". I never would have thought that she had moved here.

I tie one end of my sheet to my bed post, and drag my bed to the window. Than I throw the other end if the sheet out the window, and begin climbing down to the ground.

I should have waited for everyone to go to sleep before I snuck out.

I carefully duck under one of the living room windows, just in case they're there, and than sprint into the neighbors backyard by the light of the porch lights and street lamps.

I can't believe I'm actually doing this!

I almost slap my forehead, but I keep walking. I reach a huge house a few down, and step up to the door. I ring the doorbell and wait.

She answers the door. Her so-blonde-almost-white hair is swept up into a high pony tail, and she wears a purple dress that hangs down to just above her knees.

"Piper!" She smiles wide and reaches forward to pull me into a hug. "I can't believe you came!" She says, pulling away.

"Yeah, hi Alexea." I smile weakly, knots already forming in my stomach.

"Come in!" She guides me through the front door, and into a large room.

There's a large corner black leather couch in the center of the room that could probably seat twelve people. Two girls sit on the couch. A big flat screen TV centered with the couch, which is surrounded by large windows with long beige drapes. The ground is covered with expensive looking polished flooring, and a brown rug in front of the TV.

"Hi." One of the girls says. She wears a sparkled yellow dress, and has the same hair and shaped face as Alexea.

"Hi." I wave shyly.

"Who are you?" The second girl says. She crosses her arms across her chest pouts. She has dark brown hair that's in a braid, and dark hazel eyes that pierce into me.

"This is Piper. Piper, this is Jaclyn," She points to the girl with the braid, "And this is my younger sister Nina."

"Hi." I repeat, waving yet again.

"I'm glad you came Piper." She says.

"Me too." I lie, smiling a very fake smile. I just hope she falls for it. "I better go. Bye Alexea."

"Bye Piper!" She grins and waves. I walk out, closing the door behind me, and run back home. I climb back up the sheet swinging from my window, and fall asleep in my bed with the window still open, and my bed sheet on the ground outside.