A Charmed Story
Chapter One
Hello, my name is Prue Halliwell and I have been out of high school for two years now. In college, I'm going for a degree in professional photography. I was born in the year 1970. I have two younger sisters.
Piper is a senior at Baker High and Phoebe is a freshmen at the same school. We all currently live with our grandmother in a red Victorian Manor in which we all grew up in (including my mother). Now let's talk about her. You see, she died when I was ten (which meant that Piper was seven and Phoebe was just a toddler). So you're asking 'How did she die?' Well, just to answer that question she drowned in the lake at where I annually attended summer camp. Piper was devastated when she heard of this tragedy. But, poor Pheebs she didn't even have a clue what was going on...she didn't even get to know mom that well because she was so young. So here's how life is going on today. My sister Phoebe is totally out of control and Piper is struggling to fit in at school. While I'm trying to earn my college degree.
Time of Year: Early October
It was a nice cool and foggy morning in San Francisco and not very often did the city get "cool" weather. However, the Halliwell manor seemed to always be on fire. Especially since Grams had to control her granddaughters and prevent them from becoming the legendary Charmed Ones(Which none of the girls knew about). It always seemed that Grams was being a little overprotective of her granddaughters but, she didn't want anything tragic to happen to them.
That morning, Piper was preparing breakfast since she didn't have class until eleven 'o clock. She ended up fixing Prue's favorite, coffee cake.
"Good Morning!" says Piper with a big grin.
"Morning." Prue answers with a yawn.
"So how have your classes been going?"
"Fine. I have midterms next week. Ugh. I'm soo not ready to face them yet. Let alone thinking about them."
"Oh. Okay. Where's Pheebs? She's already running late again."
"Probably stirring up Old Faithful in the bathroom."
"Okay, you go ahead and help yourself. I'm having to take her to school again."
"You know, Piper, she's failed her driver's test twice already. She needs to get into the swing of studying for her next one. Cause if she doesn't pass this time, we're screwed. I'm not going to be a taxi service for her and you certainly shouldn't have to be either. Those days of riding in the backseat for her will soon be over. Hopefully."
Piper sort of nods her head and walks to the living room and halfway up the staircase bumping into Phoebe.
"Morning, Pheebs. Hurry up, grab breakfast you're already running late."
"Good morning, Piper. Those people won't give a flip if I'm late. What about you? I thought you had to go to school also?"
"I don't have class, until eleven. Come on, let's go!"
"Na-uh. You're just trying to play hooky."
"Pheebs would you just come on!" Piper grunted and pulled Phoebe by her arm.
They walk into the kitchen only to find Prue sitting and eating her breakfast. Prue then shoots Phoebe a glare.
"What!?" Phoebe yelled.
"Nothing. It's just you put on a little too much make-up on your eyes." Prue muttered.
"Prue, shut up." Phoebe snapped. "I'm not the miss goodie two shoes that you were in high school. You're just jealous."
"Pheebs, come on we're--"
"Well, I'm not the one being called Freebie in school." Prue teased.
"What?" Phoebe stood shocked.
"Well, it is kind of true Phoebe. Kids have been talking. Since...I don't know. You've practically made out with like 15 different guys since school started. Now come on."
"Nope." Phoebe said. "I refuse to go today."
"Aww. Are just chickening out because you think that I may be right?"
"No, you know what. I'm going. Whoever started that I'm going to kick their–hi Grams."
Grams then walks to sit down at the table and looks at Piper and Phoebe confused. "Why aren't you and Phoebe off to school yet?" She then pointed at Piper.
"I won't keep them waiting. I've got class in 45 minutes. I'll see you this afternoon, Grams. Bye." Prue walks by sticking her tongue out at Phoebe.
"Aren't college students allowed to be grounded? Because that was childish and unacceptable." Phoebe said trying to defend herself.
"Girls, go on. You've got to get to school."
Phoebe just picked up her bag, grumbled, and marched out the door angrily.
Later that morning in third period science, Phoebe's trying desperately to concentrate on her test. Julie the very popular cheerleader hands Phoebe a note. Phoebe then opens it and reads what it says: 'What did you get on number 5?'
Phoebe then gave her a glare. "It's none of your business." she then snarled and thought Could this day get any worse?
"You know Freebie things would be a lot better for you if you weren't such a ho-bag."
"You know what–you can shove that comment right up your–."
"Ladies what's going on here?"
"Nothing." Phoebe replies.
"She's lying, she was trying to copy my answers."
"Miss Halliwell, you know class policy, there is no cheating in my class. I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you a zero."
"Bitch." Phoebe mutters.
"Oh my goodness. Did you hear what she called me?
"What!?" Phoebe acted surprised. "I don't have any idea what you are talking about!" she jumps up and slams her notebook on her desk.
"Miss Halliwell, would you like to take this to the office?" Phoebe then nods. "Then sit and be quiet. There are other students who actually want to finish and pass this test!"
"Fine, whatever." Phoebe said.
As the bell rang for lunch, Julie walked right in front of Phoebe straight over to her girlfriends Rachel and Sara.
"Oh and you know. I heard she made out with Michael Parker behind the gym on Friday. No wonder everyone's calling her Freebie."
Phoebe heard those words and instantly her instincts were kicking in. She immediately took action and boxed Julie in face. Not noticing that the principal had been watching this whole time. She then called Phoebe over.
"Miss Halliwell, may I see you in my office?" the two of them immediately went into the principal's office. "I do not tolerate violence on school property. Do you understand me? This is the third time I've caught you in action doing something. That is unacceptable. I'm afraid I have to call your guardian."
"No. You can't. She can't drive–I mean...it' doctor's orders. She's not allowed."
"Well, I'll call your elder sister Prudence."
Ugh. Prue, why Prue? She'll be harder on me than Grams ever has. She'll be an even bigger pain in the ass. Phoebe thought.
About twenty minutes later Prue arrives.
"Okay, what did you do!?"
"Nothing." Phoebe lied.
"She hit another student." the principal said.
"You did what!? Phoebe, you wait until I tell Grams."
Phoebe just rolled her eyes.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to suspend you for one week."she then fixed some papers on her desk. "If you attempt to step on school property your suspension will be extended. This includes school functions. You will be responsible for any make-up work for your classes. Any questions. Good."
As the two of them walked to Prue's little car they argued.
"Phoebe how could you have done something soo stupid?" Prue rolled her eyes. "Never mind, you always do something stupid."
That afternoon as Piper walked to her final class Julie passes right by her and runs into knocking her off balance with her books.
"Oops." She giggles then walks away. "At least she's not like her sister Freebie."
I wonder what happened to Julie. Looks like somebody blocked her and blocked her good. Piper pushed her glasses up. "Time to conquer my Calculus test."
After class Piper walked to her car and threw her books in the passenger seat. She looks down at her watch.
"Where are you Phoebe?" she said to herself. Then her pager beeps. It reads: Phoebe at Home. Come straight home. "I bet I know who blocked Julie today."
Back at home Grams yells at Phoebe. Then Piper walks in just in time.
"Grams!? What is going on?" Piper asks.
"Your sister is grounded because she hit another student today and got herself suspended." Grams replied.
"Who was it?" Piper whispered into Phoebe's ear.
"Julie Brown." Phoebe answered.
"What!? Oh my Gosh. You Didn't." Prue got up in Phoebe's face "You didn't? Please tell me you didn't."
"Yup. I did. But it was an act of defense!" Phoebe said. Prue paced back and forth and back and forth.
"I'm going to kill you!" Prue yelled charging at Phoebe but Piper stopped her from getting any closer.
"Chill woman! Would ya?" Phoebe said. "She's just got a little shiner is all. Besides she should what she says around me. If she–she's the one who told you isn't she?"
Prue looked down and scraped the floor with her foot sheepishly. "Well, kind of. She called me and told me."
"Why you little!" Phoebe jumped out of her chair.
"Phoebe! Prue! Get a hold of yourselves please! Cool down! Grams, you go and take a little nap on the couch and relax this arguing isn't good for your heart okay?" Piper tried to say calmly.
"Fine." Phoebe said marched up to her room.
"Fine." Prue marched up to her room.
"There problem solved. Again." Piper grinned.
Piper then followed Phoebe upstairs and made sure she didn't try to sneak out and get herself into trouble. Since that's always what she would do when she was pissed off about something.