No One Ever Knew...

Piper just moved to her new school, and she is positive that there is something wrong with. The history of the school isn't the best, and the principal never comes out of his office. She is determined to figure out the secrets of this school, even if she has to die to figure it out.


4. If A Headache Can't Kill Piper, Her Mom Sure Will

Apparently, Howard and I were having a staring contest. He was looking into my eyes warily, and I was looking into his eyes determinedly. It was obvious we both had a motive for each other: his motive was to talk me out of it, and mine was to talk him into it. 

"Think about it. Where would we begin? Mmm? Ever thought about that?" 

"I'd start by the window. Isn't that obvious?"

"With no door!!! How would you get in?"

I was silent for a moment. That was a good point. Howard looked smug. No! There was no way I was going to give him the sweet taste of victory. 

"We're," I said, putting emphasis on 'we're'.

"We're the only ones--that we know of--that can see this window. Right?"

Howard nodded.

"And have you seen all of the school yet, Howard?" I asked. 

Howard shook his head no.

"Well...that means that there's a chance that doors exist. Not just windows. But doors...possibly."

Howard sighed. Was he giving in? He opened his mouth, about to say something, I think. But Mom walked in.

"Sorry, it took me so long. I had to rewash the dishes because this little goober obviously can't watch dishes. Howard, if you're going to make her your wife, you have to be able to deal with going over the dishes again."

Could I die right now? Was she making plans for me and Howard to marry? Yup. Could I just drop dead in my bed? Possibly hit my head so I could forget that ever happened? 

Howard's face was staying in its serious position, even though I could tell, by the squinting of his eyes, that he wanted so badly to laugh. 

After a very, very, very, very, very awkward silence, Mom passed out the cake and lemonade off of a tray. 

After everyone was settled in, Mom decided to ask another question.

"How did you meet?" 

I looked at her with a very angered expression that told her that I was hating every piece of her, at the moment. 

"Mom. We are not married if you can't see that. We aren't in any type of relationship. Maybe a friendship, but no romantic relationships. Understood?"

"NO! I know that you aren't married. I wasn't saying that. I was just asking you how did you meet--as friends?" 

I sighed. 

"I went into the school trying to find an adult. He was in the school, for no apparent reason. We bumped into each other. He offered to show me around the school--at least the part we were allowed in. I said yes. After a few minutes, I had to use the bathroom. I ran away from him trying to find one. I bumped into a window."

Mom nodded. It was obvious it wasn't the meeting that she wanted, but still, she knew she'd have to take it. 

"Young lady. What did I tell you about running, now? It isn't right," Mom told me. "You'll hurt yourself!"

I fought the urge to roll my eyes and said, "Yes, Mom. I just had to use the bathroom real bad." 

Mom shot me another stern look and then smiled at me. 

Howard looked at the display with an amused look on his face. "Well, my mom is going to be worried about me if I don't get home in like thirty minutes, so I have to go."

"Bye, young man! Have a safe trip!" Mom called. She shot a look at me. I waved weakly.

Howard grinned at me then at Mom. He walked off.

"He's handsome. He'd be perfect for you. He looks your type."




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