We're Seniors, Baby!

Chapter Three

PIPER'S POV

I would say that I've been brought up in a conservative family, and a relatively conservative society, and hadn't even had my first kiss or gone out on a proper first date, much less had sex with anyone. Sounds a bit pathetic, but I mean, 'doing it' is something that should be saved for someone you really love, right? And I've stuck firmly by my belief that sex should only be done after marriage, BEHIND LOCKED DOORS.

So imagine my utter shock when I turned open the knob to the music room, only to find 2 students going at it right on top of my grand piano! MY FRICKIN' PIANO! (So technical it was school property, but who gives a damn. Right now, it was mine, and I had been playing on it weekly for a whole year! Who knows how many times this has happened! My precious has been contaminated!)

My eyes felt like they had bleach poured into them, but I couldn't force myself to move, my legs were planted into the ground and my gaze was fixated on the one thing I really didn't need to see. Ew. So dicks looked like that? How unspectacular. I was so glad that I couldn't see their faces and tell who they were, or I was sure to scream.

Finally shaking my head free of random thoughts and getting over my moment of shock, I stepped backwards out of the room and slammed the door, grinning only slightly when the noise elicited a shocked scream (can't be sure, could have easily been something else. Shudders.) from the girl inside the room. How they hadn't noticed my presence before I didn't know. But the only thing that was on my mind at that moment was to RUN. And run I did.

I sprinted down the hallway, my backpack smacking painfully against my back, squeezing my eyes shut the whole time, trying to rid my poor mind of the utterly unwanted scene I had just witnessed. What the hell what the hell what the hell what the hell was seriously the only thing running through my mind at that moment.

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I barely heard someone calling my name from behind me. It was only until I heard footsteps behind me that I slowed and turned around. Gabe almost whizzed entirely by me as he didn't expect my sudden stop. As he jogged back to where I was, I heard him mutter 'Man you run fast' before looking at me questioningly, panting slightly.

'Why the hell were you running like that? I just put my bag down in the room and you just flew by like there was someone after you or something!'

Still shaking slightly, I opened my mouth to try and say something, but nothing came out. So I did the next best thing instead. I burst out crying.

**

And he burst out laughing.

'It's not funny!' I cried, burying my head in my hands.

We were sitting on the floor in the hallway. Gabe had been concerned that I was crying, and had made me sit down and tell him everything. I had just relayed my horrific experience to him, and all he could do was laugh?!

'It was bloody disturbing! How could this happen?' I moaned.

'Well technically it happens when a boy and a girl like each other physically and the process goes with the boy sticking his-' Gabe said teasingly.

'Oh, shut up!'

'Well you can't expect this kind of thig to never happen in high school... Horny teenagers and all.'

'Do they have to do it in school? Now I'll never be able to touch that piano again! And who knows maybe I've been contaminated already!' I stared at my hands in horror. NO. What kind if germs and diseases have I subjected myself to?!

'Look, chill, kay? If it happens again then put a sign there or something. Or next time just call me and we can blatantly stare at them until they get scared off.' Gabe joked, prodding me in the shoulder.