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"Oh look, there's the devil herself," she muttered, glaring at Sophie.

Sophie walked closer, glaring back at Piper. "Who permitted you to tell him that I was a murderer?" she asked matter-of-fairly, even though she knew there was really no real answer.

"You thought that you could hide your murderous tendencies, could you?" She kept glaring.

Clay glanced at her a scooted a bit closer to the wall. Everything had to be perfect or it would never work and he would never get Piper to believe that he was actually scared of Piper.

"What are you doing?" She asked softly.

Sophie shrugged and walked back to her table, but made sure to give Clay a small smile. Maybe she could still get him to be on her side.

Clay made sure to look relieved when she walked away.

"Are you okay? You seem to be... Not feeling... Yourself," she said to Clay.

"I'm fine," he said with a small smile.

"Whatever," she muttered.

Sophie wanted to talk to Clay, but she wanted to do it alone. Not with Piper around. So she waited, hoping that Piper would get up and leave.

Piper stayed sitting, seeing that Sophie wanted her to leave.

Sophie waited for a while, but gave up and pulled out some homework.