A/N: I'd like to thank Barb6 for revising me story and making it clearer to read.
Disclaimer: Cole and Phoebe are property of Spelling Production. The rest are mine.
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Phoebe was an average teenage girl in school, who's been in love with Cole since she first laid eyes on him sophomore.
Cole was the popular jock. He is a senior.
Chapter 1
Phoebe Halliwell has always been a modest girl, very quiet, very introverted. She liked to keep things to herself, and she pushed others away. Which was why she had became this invisible she became a person in school. No one knew who she was, and she didn't even bother to try and befriend anyone.
Until one day, a certain dark hair, blue-eyed boy transferred over to her school. He caught her eyes the moment he walked into her math class. He has this mystique circulating around him that intrigued her. His eyes were intensely blue, and his dark features made him irresistible. As soon as he's arrived, all the girls were lusted after him. They'd do almost anything to get his attention. He was already popular on his first day, and also earned himself a nickname, "Blue-eyes".
Sitting back in the back of the class, she eyed him everyday. Her every thought surrounded him. All she did is class was doodle his name and daydream about him.
"Miss Halliwell!" She jumped at the sound of her teacher's raspy voice.
She looked up with a baffled expression.
"Would you please come up here and finish this equation?" Her teacher asked, waiting for Phoebe to come up to the board.
"Uh, I'll pass." Phoebe uttered lowly before the whole class turned heads and eyes on her. She saw "Blue-eyes" turn around and stare her way. Her cheeks flushed immediately and her mind went blank.
"No, I'd like you to come up here." The teacher insisted, holding out the chalk to Phoebe.
Cautiously getting up, she walked up to the front of the class, took the chalk then walked to the board. Her face went blank as she faced the equation. She had no idea where the numbers went or where to even start. She could feel the whole class eyeing her, and she could hear a few snickering.
"Go sit down Miss Halliwell." Her teacher ordered, austerely. She felt a sudden relief as she handed her teacher the chalk, and headed back to her seat. On her way back she saw "blue-eyed" eye her with amusement, and then her head just dropped instantly.
"I suggest you spend less time daydreaming Miss Halliwell and more on the board." Her teacher sternly suggested.
Phoebe plastered on a faint smile then dropped it immediately.
Suddenly the bell rang, Phoebe sighed in relief. She grabbed her things and quickly exited the class. She was mortified by what happened in class. She hated the teacher for embarrassing her in front of the class like that, but more importantly in front of Cole. She felt like a complete idiot! In fact she was an idiot!
She paced to her locker but was in no hurry to open it. She lazily opened it, stuffed her books and backpack in there, grabbed her black binder, and then headed for her next class, Speech.
She walked herself to class and as she entered the room, she was surprised to find "Blue-eyes" sitting in her seat. She dragged herself up to him and asked for her seat back even though there were a few empty seats around her. She took this as an opportunity for her to talk to him.
"Uh, this is my seat." She lowly said with timidity.
"Uh, no, this is my seat." He said, with an emphasis in his voice, looking up at her with a sly smile on his face.
"Alright, I don't have time for this." Phoebe began to get angry, "Get out of my seat, now."
"Or what?" He challenged. But before she could give him a comeback the teacher called her out.
"Miss Halliwell, your new seat is a seat over on the left." Her teacher informed, pointing to the left of "Blue-eyes".
She looked back at "Blue-eyes" who still had a sly smile across his face as she went around the back of his seat to her new seat.
"Hello neighbor." He greeted, turning Phoebe's way. "Cole Turner." He offered his hand mid way between Phoebe and him.
Phoebe shot him a faint smile then looked ahead and ignored him. He put on a pout and withdrew his hand.
"You know, you have a very nice voice, you should speak more often." 'He enlightened her, just before a red-haired girl entered the class excitedly. Phoebe stole a glance in the corner of her eyes. It was the annoying red-head that she has disliked since the beginning of her freshman year. She was a Sophmore and she thinks she's all that, and also she's annoyingly perky; sometimes Phoebe just wants to pull her head off or stuff a sock in her mouth. Now that she's a Junior she thinks she's the supreme, and it just pisses Phoebe off when people think they are above everyone else.
"Cole!" She shrieked, "Oh, my gosh, I'm so happy you got your schedule changed!"
"Miss Hannah, your seat is on the right of Mr. Turner." The teacher stated.
Hannah took her seat and turned toward Cole enthusiastically and struck up a conversation with Cole for the rest of the period, as Phoebe tried to tune them out of her head. She laid her head down on her desk and tried to go to sleep. However, Hannah's incessant shrieking kept her up.
"So, how you like to go to the dance with me?" Phoebe overheard Cole ask Hannah.
"Do you even have to ask?" Hannah excitedly queried. "I'd love to."
"Great! I'll pick you up at seven." Cole affirmed.
"Wonderful." She said giddily just before the bell rang marking the end of the day.
Phoebe once again gathered her things rather quickly and zoomed out of the room.
"Phoebe!" Phoebe was held back by a feminine voice calling for her.
She swirled around to find her best friend, since second grade and her only friend, waving at her in the middle of the crowded hallway.
Phoebe smiled and moved against the wall to wait for best friend to come.
"Hey!" Phoebe greeted as her friend made her way towards her.
"Hey yourself." She said, "Oh my gosh, have you heard? Cole Turner is throwing a big birthday 18 two weeks from now."
"Wow, no, no, I haven't heard." Phoebe replied, not a bit interested, "But that's what I have you for Jade; to fill me in on the important stuff." Phoebe hinted with sarcasm.
"Well, it is important." Jade excitedly inform. "Jason May is going to be there."
"Your lover boy." Phoebe teased, and flashed Jade a smile, as they both walked to Phoebe's locker.
"Not yet." Jade was quick to reply. Phoebe turned to look at her and they both cracked up in laughter.
"Keep dreaming." Phoebe said, still laughing.
Phoebe grabbed her backpack out of the locker, slung it over her shoulder then headed down the hall with Jade by her side and continuing their talk about Jason. As Phoebe was about to exit the front door she bumped into Cole, who was along with his sidekick exiting as well. She glancer his way quickly then turned back to Jade who was making eye contact with Cole's sidekick. Cole caught her stealing a glance at him, which pleased him quite a bit. A stealth smile crept upon his lips.
Hurriedly Phoebe pushed the door open and exited, followed by Jade.
"Look who has the hots for you." Cole's sidekick whispered to him.
"I know." Cole knowingly answered. He knew she liked him from the moment she first saw him. Her eyes have said it all. The sparks in her eyes, her facial expression, and the aura she gave off every time he walked past her.
"So what's her name?" His friend asked.
"All I know is her last name is Halliwell." Cole replied.
"She's cute." His friend commented. "Is she new?"
"Uh, I don't know." Cole answered, "She was already here when I transferred."
"Are you going to invite her to your bash?"
"Like she would come." Cole scorned, knowing Phoebe wouldn't be interested, even though she had a crush on him.
"Why wouldn't she?" His friend asked baffled.
"She thinks I'm a pest." Cole replied dismissively, "And besides, the number is already over the limit."
"Limit Schmimit." His friend scoffed. "You can have some fun with her." He cocked his eyebrows indicating what he was thinking.
Cole grinned, but before he could put in his input Hannah came bouncing up and down coming running towards him calling after him:
"Cole!"
He turned around flashing her a genuine smile. "Hey."
"Hey!" She came up inches away from his face, grinning delightfully at the sight of him. "Hey, Jason."
Jason weakly smiled at her then turned to Cole. "I'll see you later man."
"Yeah, later." Cole patted Jason on his shoulder, and then turned his attention back to Hannah.
"So wanna go to a movie tonight?" She asked eagerly.
"Uh, I have a game." Cole replied.
"Oh, right." She replied in a whim of remembrance. "Well, I'll see you tonight then."
"Yeah." Cole nodded, not sure if was he really fond of her over enthusiasm to see him. He liked the idea of being fond of, but her determination for tracking him down everywhere he went was just over the top for him. He liked her, she had good energy, was pretty cute, had a lot of spunk, and she was smart. However, her excitement for him was a little too overwhelming.
Outside Phoebe and Jade stood around the trees close to the front of the school still chitchatting.
"You know Pheebs, I think you should go out with somebody." Jade suggested.
Phoebe gave her a bemused look, and raised her eyebrows, "No."
"Oh, come on." Jade whined. "Why not?"
Phoebe pursed her lips as if she was wondering why herself, and she shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I'm just enjoying the freedom right now. I don't have to worry about thinking of the other person; I don't have to always be caution of what I do might affect them."
"Typical Phoebe." Jade shook her head, sadly. "How are you ever going to find yourself a boyfriend with that attitude?"
"I'm not." Phoebe reminded, "I'm leaving it up to the universe." Really Phoebe didn't care for a boyfriend. All she cared about was herself, not in a selfish way, just she didn't need another person in her life for her to worry about. She tried to shun away from the typical image of high school love. She didn't need the drama that most high school girls have with their boyfriends. She didn't want to become "those" girls; all she wanted was to be far away from that image, as far as possible. "It's not important to me. I mean there are better things out there for me to do, and having a boyfriend would just tie me down."
"I suppose." Jade sighed, not knowing what else to say. "Well, there's my ride," She said as a red van pulled up. "I'll see you later."
"Bye." Phoebe said as she weakly waved.
Clinging tightly onto the bottom of her backpack strap she looked around for her mom, who was arriving late, as usual. She squinted her eyes from the blazing sun, lowering her head to avoid its beaming rays, her chestnut brown hair draped over her face covering her cheeks.
Sweeping her hair behind her ears she looked up, and in the corner of her eyes she could see Cole and Hannah walking. As soon as she tried to turn away they walked past her. Cole flashed a smile her way and continued walking. It came as a surprise to Phoebe, he made her wonder, did he like her? Or was it just an act? He didn't look like the kind of guy that would play a girl. He looked like he just didn't have it in him to hurt a girl. However she had learned to not judge the book by its cover. He may look mysterious, and it may intrigued her, but she wasn't about go after him.
Gazing to her right, she saw her mom's silver BMW pulling up, waving to her from inside.
Walking up to the car, she opened it quickly and got in.
"Hi honey, how was your day?" Her mother asked, smiling her way.
"It's ok." Phoebe shrugged, as she stared straight ahead.
Her mother looked at her fuddling, wondering what was going on in her mind. She felt a great distance between her and Phoebe. She knew she hasn't been the best mother to Phoebe, especially after the break-up of her father and her, but she tried the best. Phoebe however did not see that; she still held grudges against her mother for betraying her father, leading to his death.
Her mother had cheated on her father with his brother, Jake. Afterwards when Phoebe's father found out, the brothers had gotten into a heated argument, a few punches were thrown around, a few kicks were swung around, but no one expected it to go so far as death. Jake had pushed Phoebe's father out the window sending him flying three floors down, headfirst.
"Phoebe, honey," Her mom called, looking her way timidly. "I just got a job offer in New York."
"Are we moving?" Phoebe monotonically, asked, while staring down at her fidgeting fingers, playing with her nails.
"Thinking about it," Her mother replied, thoughtfully, keeping her eyes on the road. "What do you think? Do you want to move?"
Phoebe pouted for a second before giving her mother an answer. "Does it matter what I think?" She looked up at her mother, squinting her eyes from the sun.
"Well, I'd like your opinion, you know; since you would have to move school and moving away from Jade." Her mother said.
Phoebe shrugged her shoulders and didn't bother to reply. She sat back against her seat and looked out the window, remembering her encounter with Cole just a little over an hour ago.
Disclaimer: Cole and Phoebe are property of Spelling Production. The rest are mine.
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Phoebe was an average teenage girl in school, who's been in love with Cole since she first laid eyes on him sophomore.
Cole was the popular jock. He is a senior.
Chapter 1
Phoebe Halliwell has always been a modest girl, very quiet, very introverted. She liked to keep things to herself, and she pushed others away. Which was why she had became this invisible she became a person in school. No one knew who she was, and she didn't even bother to try and befriend anyone.
Until one day, a certain dark hair, blue-eyed boy transferred over to her school. He caught her eyes the moment he walked into her math class. He has this mystique circulating around him that intrigued her. His eyes were intensely blue, and his dark features made him irresistible. As soon as he's arrived, all the girls were lusted after him. They'd do almost anything to get his attention. He was already popular on his first day, and also earned himself a nickname, "Blue-eyes".
Sitting back in the back of the class, she eyed him everyday. Her every thought surrounded him. All she did is class was doodle his name and daydream about him.
"Miss Halliwell!" She jumped at the sound of her teacher's raspy voice.
She looked up with a baffled expression.
"Would you please come up here and finish this equation?" Her teacher asked, waiting for Phoebe to come up to the board.
"Uh, I'll pass." Phoebe uttered lowly before the whole class turned heads and eyes on her. She saw "Blue-eyes" turn around and stare her way. Her cheeks flushed immediately and her mind went blank.
"No, I'd like you to come up here." The teacher insisted, holding out the chalk to Phoebe.
Cautiously getting up, she walked up to the front of the class, took the chalk then walked to the board. Her face went blank as she faced the equation. She had no idea where the numbers went or where to even start. She could feel the whole class eyeing her, and she could hear a few snickering.
"Go sit down Miss Halliwell." Her teacher ordered, austerely. She felt a sudden relief as she handed her teacher the chalk, and headed back to her seat. On her way back she saw "blue-eyed" eye her with amusement, and then her head just dropped instantly.
"I suggest you spend less time daydreaming Miss Halliwell and more on the board." Her teacher sternly suggested.
Phoebe plastered on a faint smile then dropped it immediately.
Suddenly the bell rang, Phoebe sighed in relief. She grabbed her things and quickly exited the class. She was mortified by what happened in class. She hated the teacher for embarrassing her in front of the class like that, but more importantly in front of Cole. She felt like a complete idiot! In fact she was an idiot!
She paced to her locker but was in no hurry to open it. She lazily opened it, stuffed her books and backpack in there, grabbed her black binder, and then headed for her next class, Speech.
She walked herself to class and as she entered the room, she was surprised to find "Blue-eyes" sitting in her seat. She dragged herself up to him and asked for her seat back even though there were a few empty seats around her. She took this as an opportunity for her to talk to him.
"Uh, this is my seat." She lowly said with timidity.
"Uh, no, this is my seat." He said, with an emphasis in his voice, looking up at her with a sly smile on his face.
"Alright, I don't have time for this." Phoebe began to get angry, "Get out of my seat, now."
"Or what?" He challenged. But before she could give him a comeback the teacher called her out.
"Miss Halliwell, your new seat is a seat over on the left." Her teacher informed, pointing to the left of "Blue-eyes".
She looked back at "Blue-eyes" who still had a sly smile across his face as she went around the back of his seat to her new seat.
"Hello neighbor." He greeted, turning Phoebe's way. "Cole Turner." He offered his hand mid way between Phoebe and him.
Phoebe shot him a faint smile then looked ahead and ignored him. He put on a pout and withdrew his hand.
"You know, you have a very nice voice, you should speak more often." 'He enlightened her, just before a red-haired girl entered the class excitedly. Phoebe stole a glance in the corner of her eyes. It was the annoying red-head that she has disliked since the beginning of her freshman year. She was a Sophmore and she thinks she's all that, and also she's annoyingly perky; sometimes Phoebe just wants to pull her head off or stuff a sock in her mouth. Now that she's a Junior she thinks she's the supreme, and it just pisses Phoebe off when people think they are above everyone else.
"Cole!" She shrieked, "Oh, my gosh, I'm so happy you got your schedule changed!"
"Miss Hannah, your seat is on the right of Mr. Turner." The teacher stated.
Hannah took her seat and turned toward Cole enthusiastically and struck up a conversation with Cole for the rest of the period, as Phoebe tried to tune them out of her head. She laid her head down on her desk and tried to go to sleep. However, Hannah's incessant shrieking kept her up.
"So, how you like to go to the dance with me?" Phoebe overheard Cole ask Hannah.
"Do you even have to ask?" Hannah excitedly queried. "I'd love to."
"Great! I'll pick you up at seven." Cole affirmed.
"Wonderful." She said giddily just before the bell rang marking the end of the day.
Phoebe once again gathered her things rather quickly and zoomed out of the room.
"Phoebe!" Phoebe was held back by a feminine voice calling for her.
She swirled around to find her best friend, since second grade and her only friend, waving at her in the middle of the crowded hallway.
Phoebe smiled and moved against the wall to wait for best friend to come.
"Hey!" Phoebe greeted as her friend made her way towards her.
"Hey yourself." She said, "Oh my gosh, have you heard? Cole Turner is throwing a big birthday 18 two weeks from now."
"Wow, no, no, I haven't heard." Phoebe replied, not a bit interested, "But that's what I have you for Jade; to fill me in on the important stuff." Phoebe hinted with sarcasm.
"Well, it is important." Jade excitedly inform. "Jason May is going to be there."
"Your lover boy." Phoebe teased, and flashed Jade a smile, as they both walked to Phoebe's locker.
"Not yet." Jade was quick to reply. Phoebe turned to look at her and they both cracked up in laughter.
"Keep dreaming." Phoebe said, still laughing.
Phoebe grabbed her backpack out of the locker, slung it over her shoulder then headed down the hall with Jade by her side and continuing their talk about Jason. As Phoebe was about to exit the front door she bumped into Cole, who was along with his sidekick exiting as well. She glancer his way quickly then turned back to Jade who was making eye contact with Cole's sidekick. Cole caught her stealing a glance at him, which pleased him quite a bit. A stealth smile crept upon his lips.
Hurriedly Phoebe pushed the door open and exited, followed by Jade.
"Look who has the hots for you." Cole's sidekick whispered to him.
"I know." Cole knowingly answered. He knew she liked him from the moment she first saw him. Her eyes have said it all. The sparks in her eyes, her facial expression, and the aura she gave off every time he walked past her.
"So what's her name?" His friend asked.
"All I know is her last name is Halliwell." Cole replied.
"She's cute." His friend commented. "Is she new?"
"Uh, I don't know." Cole answered, "She was already here when I transferred."
"Are you going to invite her to your bash?"
"Like she would come." Cole scorned, knowing Phoebe wouldn't be interested, even though she had a crush on him.
"Why wouldn't she?" His friend asked baffled.
"She thinks I'm a pest." Cole replied dismissively, "And besides, the number is already over the limit."
"Limit Schmimit." His friend scoffed. "You can have some fun with her." He cocked his eyebrows indicating what he was thinking.
Cole grinned, but before he could put in his input Hannah came bouncing up and down coming running towards him calling after him:
"Cole!"
He turned around flashing her a genuine smile. "Hey."
"Hey!" She came up inches away from his face, grinning delightfully at the sight of him. "Hey, Jason."
Jason weakly smiled at her then turned to Cole. "I'll see you later man."
"Yeah, later." Cole patted Jason on his shoulder, and then turned his attention back to Hannah.
"So wanna go to a movie tonight?" She asked eagerly.
"Uh, I have a game." Cole replied.
"Oh, right." She replied in a whim of remembrance. "Well, I'll see you tonight then."
"Yeah." Cole nodded, not sure if was he really fond of her over enthusiasm to see him. He liked the idea of being fond of, but her determination for tracking him down everywhere he went was just over the top for him. He liked her, she had good energy, was pretty cute, had a lot of spunk, and she was smart. However, her excitement for him was a little too overwhelming.
Outside Phoebe and Jade stood around the trees close to the front of the school still chitchatting.
"You know Pheebs, I think you should go out with somebody." Jade suggested.
Phoebe gave her a bemused look, and raised her eyebrows, "No."
"Oh, come on." Jade whined. "Why not?"
Phoebe pursed her lips as if she was wondering why herself, and she shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I'm just enjoying the freedom right now. I don't have to worry about thinking of the other person; I don't have to always be caution of what I do might affect them."
"Typical Phoebe." Jade shook her head, sadly. "How are you ever going to find yourself a boyfriend with that attitude?"
"I'm not." Phoebe reminded, "I'm leaving it up to the universe." Really Phoebe didn't care for a boyfriend. All she cared about was herself, not in a selfish way, just she didn't need another person in her life for her to worry about. She tried to shun away from the typical image of high school love. She didn't need the drama that most high school girls have with their boyfriends. She didn't want to become "those" girls; all she wanted was to be far away from that image, as far as possible. "It's not important to me. I mean there are better things out there for me to do, and having a boyfriend would just tie me down."
"I suppose." Jade sighed, not knowing what else to say. "Well, there's my ride," She said as a red van pulled up. "I'll see you later."
"Bye." Phoebe said as she weakly waved.
Clinging tightly onto the bottom of her backpack strap she looked around for her mom, who was arriving late, as usual. She squinted her eyes from the blazing sun, lowering her head to avoid its beaming rays, her chestnut brown hair draped over her face covering her cheeks.
Sweeping her hair behind her ears she looked up, and in the corner of her eyes she could see Cole and Hannah walking. As soon as she tried to turn away they walked past her. Cole flashed a smile her way and continued walking. It came as a surprise to Phoebe, he made her wonder, did he like her? Or was it just an act? He didn't look like the kind of guy that would play a girl. He looked like he just didn't have it in him to hurt a girl. However she had learned to not judge the book by its cover. He may look mysterious, and it may intrigued her, but she wasn't about go after him.
Gazing to her right, she saw her mom's silver BMW pulling up, waving to her from inside.
Walking up to the car, she opened it quickly and got in.
"Hi honey, how was your day?" Her mother asked, smiling her way.
"It's ok." Phoebe shrugged, as she stared straight ahead.
Her mother looked at her fuddling, wondering what was going on in her mind. She felt a great distance between her and Phoebe. She knew she hasn't been the best mother to Phoebe, especially after the break-up of her father and her, but she tried the best. Phoebe however did not see that; she still held grudges against her mother for betraying her father, leading to his death.
Her mother had cheated on her father with his brother, Jake. Afterwards when Phoebe's father found out, the brothers had gotten into a heated argument, a few punches were thrown around, a few kicks were swung around, but no one expected it to go so far as death. Jake had pushed Phoebe's father out the window sending him flying three floors down, headfirst.
"Phoebe, honey," Her mom called, looking her way timidly. "I just got a job offer in New York."
"Are we moving?" Phoebe monotonically, asked, while staring down at her fidgeting fingers, playing with her nails.
"Thinking about it," Her mother replied, thoughtfully, keeping her eyes on the road. "What do you think? Do you want to move?"
Phoebe pouted for a second before giving her mother an answer. "Does it matter what I think?" She looked up at her mother, squinting her eyes from the sun.
"Well, I'd like your opinion, you know; since you would have to move school and moving away from Jade." Her mother said.
Phoebe shrugged her shoulders and didn't bother to reply. She sat back against her seat and looked out the window, remembering her encounter with Cole just a little over an hour ago.