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Summary: A teenage Phoebe and Piper switch bodies, a remedy for disaster. Doesn't help that they hate each other…
Authors: Piperwiccan and Vogue (Silver Scribes)
This story was originally posted on a charmed website but I thought that I should post it on here, so review and let us know what you think.
A/N; Okay this story is a joint effort so there are times when you'll notice the different writing styles but hopefully it flows. Most of the Piper parts are done by Piperwiccan (duh) and the Phoebe parts Vogue. Anyway we hope you like it and review! Peace. Vogue
(P.S, my parts will be the good ones ! Piperwiccan.)
(P.S.S Uh excuse me ? Oh I'm gonna kick ass ! Vogue.)
"Alright, I know that it seems like she's being a little neurotic, but high school was hard for her. Really, really hard. You know, she was kind of like Jan Brady, the middle sister, not quite sure where she fits in." (Prue about Piper.)
"You're going to be late!"
Three people groaned separately.
Phoebe pulled her cover over her head.
Prue hit her alarm trying to turn it off, in frustration she chucked it across the room.
Piper lay in bed looking at ceiling, day dreaming.
"You better get up now! Come on Girls!" Grams voice seemed to thunder into each room and shake them awake, Phoebe pulled the covers tighter round her and Prue slowly rolled out of bed.
Piper lay still, still looking at ceiling. She really didn't want to go to school today. Sighing she rolled over but accidentally fell out of bed pulling some books which had been balanced precariously on her desk on top of her, they landed on her with a thud. "Ow ! Stupid books !" Groaning she got up and headed to the bathroom only to be cut off by Prue who slammed the door in her face.
'Great.' She thought sarcastically, her eyes narrowing. She blew a strand of her flyaway hair out of her face and gruffly descended the stairs. She knew she was going to be late because Prue took forever and a day to get ready.
Downstairs in the kitchen Piper poured herself a tall glass of orange juice and began the standard procedure of making toast for herself. She was so deep in thought about how she could avoid school, she didn't notice grams come in from the garden with some fresh herbs which she put on the counter. Grams cleared her throat and Piper jerked around, seeing it was only Grams she relaxed a little.
"Piper. Glad to see you're up, I've got to go visit Maggie right now so you girls will have to walk to school today, okay? Love you honey, bye, " Grams didn't give Piper time to reply before she rushed out the front door. Piper folded her arms and frowned as grams voice came floating back, "And don't even think about not going to school!"
She sighed loudly and took her toast which had just popped out of the toaster, buttering it she placed it on a plate and turned to go back up stairs when she bumped in to Prue.
"Hey! You almost ruined my top! Oh breakfast thanks." Prue grabbed the toast and glass of orange juice out of Pipers hands and stuffed it in her mouth at record breaking speed, she then took a long sip of the orange juice. Piper stared at her opened mouthed.
"That was nice, you should be a chef!" beamed Prue as she shoved the plate and empty glass back into Pipers hands.
"It was toast Prue." Piper replied deadpan. Prue shrugged.
"Whatever, I'm outta here"
"W-what ? But Grams said we have to walk…" Prue cut Piper off with an icy stare.
"Andy's taking me." She spoke in a condescending tone. She sighed haughtily and turning on her heel she left choosing to ignore the forlorn expression on Piper's face.
A/N: First chapter. It may not be all that but it gets better. I hope.
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