Snippet #1916595

"Jesse?" A female voice caught his attention, who happened to be none other than Piper Winchester, his old best friend. When he was ten, he had to move to South Carolina because of an abuse report written by his teacher. Last year, when his father got into the car accident that changed his life, they moved back for jobs and better medicine for his father. All the good memories came flooding back as he looked at Piper. The nights spent in the woods, where Piper would give Sam a makeover to keep her quiet. The days they would spend in his pool trying to out-best each other's flips. The days he would spend alone, bruised and broken, waiting for the moment he could sneak out and see Piper.

She never knew anything about his father, but that sad story was for later times. "Piper!" He jumped from his spot, making his way off the large stage and enveloped her in a warm hug. The hugs that plagued their childhood. "I missed you." He murmured into her shoulder, hot tears forming at his eyes. He sniffled, rubbing his eyes. "I thought you'd be with Alex and Sandy, singing Broadway musicals or planning the road trip to New York, something like that." Jesse chuckled, looking at her. She definitely grew from the little blonde girl he used to know. She had her same eyes and her same nose, but her hair was pink and her clothes lost the modesty of childhood innocence. She was still the beautiful girl he knew from kindegarten, the one he fell in love with. There was a small problem; there was a guy sending glares so bad it brings up the cliche "if looks could kill".

He didn't look like someone their friends would hang out with; if anything, he would be someone that would harass their friends. What happened while he was gone? "Pip? What happened to you while I was gone? Not in a bad way, I'm just… how do I put this? Confused." Jesse asked, Sing looking towards him from the stage. He must have known what happened. That left Jesse unknowing.

Mrs. Hunt looked up, and saw the Jesse kid talking to one of her Drama 4 kids, Piper. She was attractive, Mrs. Hunt couldn't lie, but it didn't seem like Jesse would "fit in" with her crowd. She was suprised by the fact that they knew each other. She allowed Sing to get his books for his other classes. She then went on hallway duty to be a Dress Code Nazi and insult the seniors trying to hit on her. She saw the blonde girl everyone called Angel, who always broke the dress code. She gave the girl slack, mostly because she knew the girl's little sister from her adopted daughter, a classmate, and she knew her situation. Then there was Avery, the brunette popular girl that was a bitch to a lot of people. Mrs. Hunt guessed she would be the one to pick on freshman girls in her Drama 1 class just for fun. Most of the people in the hallway were either to oblivious to her or knew that the pranking drama teacher would do something if they tried to harass her.

"Hey Mrs. Hunt." She rolled her eyes, turning her attention to a senior that would not lay off the flirtacious comments. "Yes, Ethan?" She asked, trying to hide her obvious need to punch the little twit. "I was just wondering if you're a thief? You know why?" He asked, grinning his shining white teeth at her. "Because I'm giving you detention and stole your free time after school? Scram." She answered, shooing the senior off. He commented he would see her in Drama 1, and she groaned. Seniors.

"Mrs. Hunt!"

"Yes Jennette?"

"Did you know our play was reviewed by a publisher?"

Damn you, Sing! The Asian boy was trying to get Mrs. Hunt to publish a play they performed last year, and she was too hesitant in making it a true published masterpiece. And now Sing had ruined it for her. "Nevermind that, I have a class to teach, and a boy to beat." She returned to her sanctuary, and made her big enterance. "Welcome to Drama 4, your life is offically under my control."