Melinda woke up in her bed, and glanced out the window. It looked about 10 with the amount of sun shining through the window. She looked at her clock to see it say 9:42. She jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. She and Paris were late to school again. Very late…
"Paris, get up! It's quarter to 10!" Melinda yelled at Paris, still in bed. Paris mumbled something incoherent and rolled over.
"Come… on!" Melinda said, yanking the covers off Paris, and flipped on the light. Within ten short and very rushed minutes, the two of them were ready, and heading downstairs. Melinda was almost flying down the stairs, while Paris slowly walked down behind her. Phoebe walked into the hallway from the kitchen to see what the commotion was all about.
"Melinda?" Phoebe said calmly.
"Yeah…" Melinda said, hopping to get her shoes on.
"Your mom said that you shouldn't go to school today and…"
"What?!?" Melinda absentmindedly froze the room, leaving Paris frozen on the stairs. "If I miss school, then I can't exempt my exams."
"Don't worry, it'll be okay."
"I actually like school!"
"I'm sorry, that's just what your mom said. Now, could you unfreeze my daughter?" Phoebe said, pointing to Paris. Melinda waved her hands, and Paris unfroze. She began walking back up to her room.
"What's up?" Paris asked, watching Melinda go back to her room.
"No school for us today!" Melinda yelled back down.
"What?" Paris looked at her mom.
"No school…" Phoebe repeated.
"Why? I've got to know if Justin's okay. What if…"
"Justin? The warlock boy? The boy you went out with?" Phoebe interrupted quickly.
"Umm…" Paris was speechless.
"Living room." Phoebe said and headed into the living room, with Paris, at a snail's pace, walking after her. Phoebe had already sat down, her legs crossed, waiting. Paris sat down on the couch, nervously looking around.
"What exactly happened last night?"
"Umm… Jack was about to kill Melinda, and I stepped in front of him. I somehow shot an energy ball, although it was exactly one. It was one, but it seemed to be wrapped in fire."
"A combination of your father and my powers." Phoebe sighed.
"You have a fire power?"
"I did… past thing. I was actually wondering how you knew Melinda was in trouble."
"Oh… Justin called and told me."
"So, you left without telling anyone? It could've been a trap!" Paris buried her head in her hands.
Geez… mom's right. It could've been a trap, but Justin wouldn't have killed me. Could he? No… he saved Melinda and me last night. It was definitely not a trap. He risked his life to save us, unless this was part of a bigger trap, to gain my trust and then kill me. No! He wouldn't…He is a warlock after all.
"Paris, I didn't mean to upset you." Phoebe said, getting up and hugging her daughter. Paris sighed in her mother's embrace. "Just don't go running off like that again. I couldn't bare to loose you."
"I won't…" Paris said, still off thinking.
"Well…" Phoebe said, breaking the hug. "Your father and I were thinking last night that our punishment was a little harsh."
"Really?"
"Yeah, with the help of Paige and Piper. They were saying something about bad coffee, and making you cook breakfast was just making them suffer also."
"It wasn't that bad was it?"
"Yes… I had some myself and…" Phoebe just shook her head, remembering the horrid taste of the coffee. "And we always realized that you are a teenager, and you do things like this at your age." Paris grinned and looked to the side. "So… this means you'll have only three more nights of dishes left."
"That's it? No more attic?"
"No more attic…"
"Yes…" Suddenly, Paris looked up with a confused face.
"What?"
"I think Melinda just orbed to school."
"That child is truly her mother's daughter. Let's go." Phoebe said grabbing her keys.
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"I can't believe you would want to go to school that badly." Paris laughed, hopping into the front seat.
"I can't believe I'm being force to stay home." Melinda sighed, buckling her seatbelt.
"Don't worry, I got all your homework assignments." Phoebe said, handing the piece of paper to Melinda.
"Haha…" Paris pointed at Melinda.
"I got yours too." Phoebe said, handing Paris a similar paper. Paris sighed looking at her workload.
"Thanks mom." Paris said sarcastically.
"Welcome…" Phoebe grinned, pulling out the school's parking lot.
They were at a spotlight at 57th street, when Paris thought she spotted Justin. She glanced at her mom who was to into the radio, and then to Melinda in the back, who was doing her homework. She looked back out the window to see Justin still there. He held up nine fingers, and pointed toward a body of water far off in the distance. It was Duck Creek. She nodded, and before she could say anything else, Phoebe took off at the sudden green light.
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A/N: Umm… review?