Chp 7 - Piper's POV

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Someone has a temper.

And someone is about to lose it if you keep calling her a dead girl, okay?

Geez, okay! So, if you are a girl, and a NOT dead one, what are you doing in my body?

I don't know. I have a body of my own, and I wish to return there. So let's agree about working together until I can figure a way to do that, okay?

Okay...

So, my name is Piper McLean.

Never heard of you.

Ok, let's try to stay civilized here. I told you my name. And you are?

You possessed me, can't you tell?

Please?

Fine, I'm Trish.

Trish?

Yes, my name is Patricia, but I don't like it, so please, call me Trish.

Fine, Trish. So let me think. You don't know any of my friends, right?

I don't know, maybe, I know a lot of people.

Annabeth, Jason, Leo, Percy?

Nope, nope, nope and nope.

Hazel, Frank, Coach Hedge?

Nope for all three.

Chiron? Rachel? Or even Drew?

Nope.

Ugh. So... I guess I'll have to call HER.

Who is SHE?

My mom.

Oh, good, do you know her number? You can use my cellphone, if that takes you out of my body sooner.

I don't know my mom's number. Actually, I don't think she would have one.

So how are you going to call her?

Like this.


Piper left the bed and stood in the middle of the room:  "Mom, can you please come to help me? I need...ugh, help to choose my outfit, so I thought I should ask you."

Piper waited, but nothing changed. Her mother didn't show up, the room was still a mess of papers, and no outfit magically appeard on a chair or the bed.


Really, that was your plan? How exactly you thought that would work? Why can't you call her on her cellphone, like a normal person?

Because I'm not a normal person. Nevermind, let me try again.

Because it worked so well the first time.


"Hush. Mom? Ok, I didn't want to get on this level, but you leave no choice. I promise you, if you don't show up, I'll only wear Crocs for the rest of my life."


Still nothing, huh?

I don't understand, she should come.

Please, enlighten me. How exactly promising to wear Crocs out loud should work? And what do you have against Crocs? They are really comfortable.

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