High School Mystery - HOO Fanfiction

1. First Day of School

PIPER WAS SERIOUSLY BORED. She sat on her swinging-chair and stared at her room.

Her queen-sized bed was pushed against the wall. A grey comforter covered the mattress with baby pink and grey cushions. Her headboard was also baby pink. Her bedside table had her favourite lamp, which projected the stars and moon onto her false-ceiling in the night. Next to that was her desk, which was now empty other than the MacBook. The other side of her bed were two shelves supported by three rods extending from the floor right up to the ceiling. In front of her bed was a white armchair. Her swing-chair was placed in front of the bigger shelves. At the side of that was her bathroom. And on the right, the door of the room.

She was really annoyed with her dad. Yes, her dad is Tristan Mclean, the famous actor. Any other person would love to be in her place, but not Piper. Her dad was rarely at home, which meant he had very little time with Piper. She took her phone and dialled her dad's assistant, Jane.

"Hello, this is Tristan Mclean's office. Jane speaking. Who is this?" She asked knowing very well that it was Piper. Not even bothering to answer the question Piper said "Hi Jane. May I speak with my father?"

"Mr.Mclean is in a very important meeting and is not to be disturbed."

"Of course he is. Please tell him I will be out. If he needs me I'll probably be in the central park if not, to give me a call." Piper didn't even wait for her to respond and hung up. God she hated Jane. She always found a way to ruin the few times Piper's dad spent the day with her. She remembered the last time he spent the day with her.

She and her dad were having a picnic at the beach. They had just finished surfing. Laughing, they both dried up and sat on the beach mat that was spread out on the sand.

"I got your favourite Pipes, PB&J sandwiches." He smiled as he handed her a sandwich. She smiled her thanks and took the sandwich.
She liked PB&J because she liked to think her dad made it for her, like a normal teenager. Not a personal chef from France.

The day was perfect. But she knew her luck wouldn't last. It was only a matter of time before the paparazzi would find them or something else that annoyed Piper. She frowned as she remembered that she still had to tell her dad about the BMW thing. But she couldn't bring herself to ruin the fun.

"What's wrong Pipes?" Her father's voice laced with worry, snapped her out of her thoughts.

"Just thinking of mom." She lied easily. She never knew anything about her mom. But from whatever she found out though, she knew her mother was very beautiful and loved fashion. Piper also learned she got her mom's chocolate brown hair and kaleidoscopic eyes.

There was a few moments of silence before she heard footsteps. She turned around and saw Jane walking towards them. Her dad got up and walked towards where Jane pointed, far from where Piper was; maybe so she couldn't hear the conversation. He shot an apologetic look at Piper. Then he went to see what Jane the pain wanted. She couldn't hear their conversation, but from the looks of it, her dad now knew about the BMW thing. He beckoned Piper over. She got up and walked over to where they were standing.

"Piper, if you wanted a car I would have bought you one. You didn't have to go steal one. I'm very disappointed in you."

"But I didn't steal it!" Piper protested. She actually didn't. You see, she asked the salesman for the car and just gave it to her. But how is she supposed to explain that?

"Then how do you explain the salesman telling me you stole the car?" Jane said with a smug smile. She took Piper's silence as an 'I don't know' and continued. "If this news gets out then Mr Mclean's reputation will be at stake. So the salesman and company my I add agreed to keep it to themselves."