Disclaimer: Charmed and none of the characters are mine. They are all Aaron Spelling's. Long Live the Legendary AARON!!!!!!!!!

Summary: Piper is a poor homeless girl and Leo is a rich boy, son of Christopher Wyatt, the actor, and Frieda Cole, the singer. They meet by chance both not seeing each other attractive, when Leo's father hires her as their maid, their hots for one another turns to like, and like, to love. But the only problems are are that Leo is destined to marry a rich woman, never a peasant. It's true that opposites attract, but is it true they stay together?

Phoebe, Prue, and Paige never existed. Piper had a sister named Pam that died from pnuemonia, as did her mom and dad.

Leo: 19
Piper: 17
Christopher: 43
Frieda: 38
Natalie: 18

Piper's POV

My thin old jacket lay limply on my pale shoulders as I walked down the snowy December streets. I was shivering, looking down at my feet which were wrapped in cloth that was starting to tear. I had to find a place to sleep and stay warm before I froze. I was still looking down at my feet when I felt a bump on my shoulder. I turned around to see a blonde guy staring back at me.

"Watch it!" the guy said. I gulped.

"Do know of a place for me to stay? Please, I'm freezing," I begged. The guy thought about it then rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. I guess you can stay in a guest bedroom. Don't expect to stay there long. We're having company tomorrow."

"Thank you. My name's...Piper. Piper Halliwell."

"Leo Wyatt. Now get a move on. It's cold," Leo said and started walking away. I started running after him. I finally caught up.

"Why are you poor?" he asked. I gulped and looked down at my toes.

"Well, my mom, dad, and sister, Pam died a couple years ago by pnuemonia. I've been homeless ever since," I said quietly.

"Oh," he replyed. I looked at him more closely. He couldn't have been more than two years older than me and yet he was the snootiest person I had ever met. But he was a little bit cute. Okay, maybe a lotta bit cute.

"Are you the son of Christopher Wyatt and Frieda Cole?" I asked. He nodded. I nodded back.

"What's it like being rich?" I questioned. He rolled his eyes.

"It's like...being rich," he answered, just to piss me off.

Leo's POV

She was so nosy. Her and her knotted brown hair that reached her butt. All she did was ask questions. I hac too many things already on my mind. Like the fact that I was arranged to marry a woman I haven't even met. Poor people just didn't understand the problems for rich people. We were like a whole other species. We reached my house and I let myself in.

"MOTHER I'M HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I said. My mother, Frieda, came running in. Her face immediately turned to a look of disgust.

"What is that, and why is it in our house?" my mother asked.

"Look, she needed a place to stay. She'll stay for one night. Where's dad?" I told her.

"He's in the study. And give her some decent clothes. And brush her hair. Give her a shower. She's revolting," my mother said and then walked away.

"Go into the bathroom. Last room on the right," and I walked away, looking for my father. I reached his study and knocked.

"C'mon in!" my dad, Christopher, Chris for short, yelled through the oak door.

"Hey dad. Some poor person needed a place to stay so I let her have the guest bedroom. She'll stay for one night. Promise. It's just she's so skinny. She looks like she's dead. She's fragile," I rambled.

"Then it's settled. She'll move in. She'll pay back by working as our maid and helper for the cook," my dad said. "Now get out so I can get back to my script." I quietly left. I walked to the bathroom to check on the starving child to find her undressing. I stopped in my tracks. She whipped around, covering herself up.

"Sorry," I said, backing out. I closed the door and called, "I'll be in my bedroom."

"LEO DEAR!" I heard my mother call. I walked into the kitchen to find my mother with ALL of my family.

"Mother, what's going on?" I asked. My mother smiled.

"Dear, our family came a day early. The homeless one must leave."

"Mother, Dad said she's the new maid. She can't leave. She can sleep in a sleeping bag in my room until we get the extra bedroom put in," I blurted not even thinking.

"Fine," she grumbled. I gulped. She'll be in my room?

Piper's POV

I eased myself out of the shower, wrapping the towel a woman had given me. I dryed myself off and put my old clothes on. I started out, holding the towel in my arms. I looked around the huge house, trying to find Leo's room. I saw Leo strolling down the hall toward me. I pretended not to notice.

"Hey, you!" Leo called and jogged the rest of the way. "My father employed you to be our maid. Your living here. You'll be sleeping in...my room until we get the extra room put in. I'll show you where it is." He lead me through twisting hallways to a bedroom in the very back of the house, with a balcony looking over a beautiful garden and a beach with white sand and sparkling blue-green water.

"Wow..." I breathed. The room was huge.

"Yeah, I'll go get you some clothes. Those ones you're wearing are...yeah," he said and walked away. My eyes wandered, accidently down to his butt. Wow, she thought. That's an even better view.

A couple minutes later I looked like, well, royalty. My hair was brushed, my body was inside a clean set of clothes, and face was washed.

"Much better," Leo said. "Come meet my family." He grabbed my hand and lead me to the living room. All eyes turned to us.

"Hello, this is..."

"Piper."

"Piper. Piper this is my Aunt Faye, Uncle Richard, Cousin Zel and Zeke, and my sister Lola." Everyone said hi, except for one girl with reddish hair and a...round, figure.

"Who's that?" I whispered in his ear. He shrugged.

"And who's this?" he asked, gesturing toward the round one.

"This is Natalie Kingston," his mother informed. Leo nodded. My bit my lip.

Natalie's POV

Piper stood there, ribs slightly jutting out and pale skin. And yet she was beautiful. She sneezed and Leo said, "God Bless you." She was sickly. She had no right to be in the house, spreading germs around.

"I'm gonna bring her to the kitchen. You must be starving," Leo said and walked away. Once he was gone, chatter aroused.

"It looks like your son has the hots for the maid!" Faye said, directing it toward Frieda.

"This will not do," she said, and they dropped the subject.

Leo's POV

I lead her to the kitchen. She was beautiful, after she was clean, clothed, and brushed. Tibbers and Tabbers strolled in lazily, their tails held up high. They walked over to Piper and sniffed her. They started rubbing themselves against her legs, purring slightly.

"You must be fond of animals," I said, watching her hair sway as she reached down to pick up Tibbers.

"He or she, name? And yeah. I love animals," she said, scratching Tibbers under the chin.

"She and Tibbers. That's her brother, Tabbers," I said, referring to the brown and white striped tabby on the floor rolling around. Tibbers was a gray and white tabby, and she was getting cozy with Piper. Hubby had just had them, along with the other litter. But they all had walked off one night. We were only able to find them, so we bottle fed them.

"They're precious," she cooed, squatting down to rub Tabbers. I nodded.

"Are you hungry?" I asked. She nodded and set Tibbers down, who ran off with her brother to romp in the dining room. I led Piper to the fridge.

"Pick whatever you want," I said. She stepped back shyly. I sighed. I took out the leftovers from last night and set it on the counter.

"Thanks," she mumbled. I heated it up, we ate, and then she started cleaning the dishes.

"Umm, Katie can do that," I said. She shook her head and continued. A few minutes later, the dishes were done. She sat down on the floor. She closed her eyes and yawned.

"You tired?" I asked. I didn't hear anything, so I looked up. She was already asleep. I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom. I hadn't layed out the sleeping bag yet, so I decided to let her sleep in my bed tonight. I don't think that she's ever slept in a real bed anyway. I layed her down on the bed and I went to my closet to grab my sleeping bag. I put it down and got inside. I yawned and turned out the light. Emotions and thoughts filled my head, and they stayed there until sleep embraced me.

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