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three - piper

Three

Piper

"You, Piper Reynolds, are considering going to a party?" Quinn laughs at the end of my bed, her blond hair flying behind her as she giggles mockingly.

"Hush!" I shout, chucking a pillow at her. She dodges it and just smiles, giving me a knowing look.

"But seriously, are you considering going? Cause if you were, I'd like to get in on that party action."

"Quinn, the fact that you are calling it 'party action' makes me even more nervous."

"Piper, it's an all-invite party, it's gonna be so packed, no one will even notice us. The time is now! Tonight, we dance!" She leaps off my bed, pumping her fist in the air in a horrifying tribute to Jersey Shore.

"I don't know, Q..."

She grabs my hand and begins to jump up and down on the bed.

"Come on, P! It's senior year, let's live for once! It's a Friday night, so we can't use homework as an excuse!"

"Fine! We'll go to the stupid party." I surrender, and begin to jump on the bed along with her.

"Piper!" I hear a shout from my door.

"Yes, Jerry?" I ask, trying to hold back my annoyance at the man. The door opens and he steps in, in all his gaudy glory. He's wearing a typical step-dad shirt, the ones with the button-up v-neck and three quarter sleeves.

"I don't know if I want you going to a party young lady, and I don't think your mother would either."

I roll my eyes. "Jerry, I've been home all week, well, all year. I want to go to this party. Nolan's going to be there."

"You don't exactly hang with Nolan's crowd though, do you?"

I freeze.

"I really don't think that's any of your business, Jerry."

"You are not going to that party, Piper. That's the final word I want to hear on this."

"Well, good thing you're not my father than." I snap, and Quinn gasps softly.

Jerry turns slightly. "Step-father, and I pay for this house, for your college. So think about your decisions carefully, Piper."

And he turns and slams the door behind him.

For the first time in my life, I feel an itch to disobey someone, to rebel for once in my life.

"Dammit, P." Quinn's face drops into a frown.

"Don't be down, Q. We're going to that damn party." I growl, and jump off my bed and towards my closet.

"But Jerry-"

"Jerry can suck my ass." I snap, and she laughs out loud, joining me at my closet.

"This is a mistake, I can't do this, can't you get an STD from beer?" I am rambling in the car, Quinn at the wheel. Not a surprise, I didn't find anything 'party worthy' in my closet, so we had to sneak into Quinn's mom's room. I'm telling you, that lady really doesn't know what her size is. She has clothing in every size, she's kind of a hoarder.

"Calm down, Piper, you look hot as shit. Like girl, where have you been hiding those?" She points to my chest, which I tried to cover with a large necklace, to no avail.