First off, thanks for checking this fic out. This is Billie-centric, but I honestly think that you will like this fic even if you don't care for Billie, so please give it a fair chance.

READ THIS: I want to warn you: I rated this teen because the bad scenes are not horribly graphicBUT this is a very heavy teen fic. It deals with rape and substance abuse among other things. If you continue to read this story, please don't flame me because I gave you ample warning. Other than that, enjoy. :)

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Billie Jenkins knocked open the door and proceeded to tear her room apart looking for her Psychology book. She had a midterm in ten minutes and she had slept in accidentally after a particularly long patrol for a low-level but un-ignorable demon the night before. Finding the textbook under a jacket on her bed, she rushed out of the room, almost forgetting to lock the door on the way to class.

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Emerging from the classroom, the blonde leaned against the building's wall, closing her eyes and lifting her head to the sky. She had bombed the test, she knew it. Phoebe may have been the one with the power of premonition, but Billie had left over half of her essay blank, as well as a quarter of the questions, and she knew that she was screwed.

Trudging back to her dorm room, Billie kept her headphones on all the way and ignored the few people that attempted to engage her in conversation on the way. She caught a glimpse of a girl in her Psychology class, Jamie or Jackie or something. J-whatever had given her a flyer for some party to celebrate end-of-midterms. Billie attempted a weak smile and had thrust the paper in her bag before continuing on her way. She had no time for social pretenses; she had more important things to do.

She was in the middle of flopping down onto her bed when her cell phone rang. She groaned as her head hit the pillow and answered it.

"Hola, chica," said the voice on the other end of the line.

"Hey, Paige. What's going on?"

"What a girl can't call her friend up to see how her Physics midterm went?"

"Not when said friend doesn't take Physics, no."

"Um, Pysch?"

"Bingo. And, your call begs the question, 'Is there a spell for time reversal so I can go back and actually pass this time?'"

"Oh, as if that doesn't have 'Personal Gain' tattooed on its ass."

Billie made an incomprehensible noise, something between a groan and a laugh, and surveyed her walls. She really needed more music posters or pictures of people in general on there.

"So, Matthews, considering you didn't even know what subject the test was in, what is the real, real reason you called?"

"I was calling to let you know that Piper is looking for you, and she doesn't look too happy. Oh, my hunk is here, gotta go."

Before Billie could ask about Piper, Paige hung up to greet Henry. She closed her eyes and rolled over to her side, falling asleep before she knew it.

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Billie woke up a few hours later with a cell phone-shaped red mark on her cheek. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up and squinted at the clock. The numbers glared at her, screaming that it was five pm, and that she was once again late for her potion-making lesson at the Halliwell's house. She grabbed her purse and headed out the door, yawning.

When she arrived at the house on Prescott Street, the blonde opened the door with her usual vigor. She may have been tired and a little freaked out about Piper being mad at her, but she learned at a young age that it was almost impossible for her to subdue her energy, so she didn't try. She bounced up the stairs to the attic and found Piper and Phoebe at the Book of Shadows, flipping through the pages.

"Hey guys," she said.

Phoebe jumped at the sound of her voice- she was easy to surprise when she slipped into deep concentration over demons.

"Jesus, Billie!"

"Nah, Jesus had to go home, it's just me," Billie quipped.

Phoebe gave her an odd look, the joke practically making a whooshing sound as it went over her head. Billie quickly uttered a "never mind" and walked over to the Book.

"So what's up?"

"What's up is that you're late, and now we don't have time to make a potion for," Piper looked at the demon in the Book, "Dzyak."

"Yeah, sorry about that but I had my midterm and then I accidentally-"

"Billie, I don't really have time to hear what you did, because the fact that you didn't get here when you were supposed to threw off our plan."

Phoebe shot a warning glance at Piper, and half-smiled at Billie, trying to make her feel a little better. Billie ignored Piper and asked what Dzyak's deal was.

"Well, he's pretty much like Barbas but he feeds on human weakness instead of fear. He finds a weak spot and amplifies it, causing the victim to self-destruct," Phoebe explained. At the look on Billie's face, she quickly explained, "Not literally explode, but you get the picture."

"Oh. So let's kick his ass."

"Yeah, well, we would, if we had the ingredients for the vanquishing potion," Piper said pointedly.

Billie cringed, but knew there was nothing she could do about it now.

"So if you guys don't need me then I guess I'll just…" Billie let the sentence hang, inching to the attic door that she was pointing to.

"Mmm, nice try sweetie. This is the stuff you need to get for the potion; we needed it like, yesterday, so get it to us early tomorrow morning." Piper handed her a list of ingredients with at least fifteen different items on it.

Billie took the list and glanced at it.

"Piper, I can't get these five downtown."

"I know, you're going to have to go over by the Sunset District for it."

"What? Piper, that's like over three hours away!"

"Well better get going then."

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