"Ouch." Phoebe said as she awoke at the bottom of the manor's stairs. She looked over at her sister's limp body and ran over. "Oh no!" She exclaimed as she saw Piper's face. "Piper wake up." Phoebe said.
"Oh my god Phoebe! What happened?" Piper asked, opening her eyes to a much younger Phoebe.
"My guess is time travel." Phoebe said. "You look like you're 16 again."
"You look 13!"
"We need to reverse this!" Phoebe said not thinking.
"We can't; we're missing three key things to undo this."
"Like…"
"Paige. Without her, we're only two." Phoebe then realized that the third Charmed One wasn't there. "And our powers, we don't have those. And an access to the book." Piper finished.
"If you need books, I'll drive you to the library." A voice offered the girls.
"No thanks Grams. I don't think the library would have my math book." Phoebe said, thinking fast.
"Phoebe Halliwell! Did you forget your math book at school again?" Grams scolded.
"Yes?" Phoebe said.
"Go to your room until dinner, and no sneaking out!" Grams told Phoebe. Shocked at her sudden punishment, Phoebe did as she was told. All too well she remembered what happens when Grams got mad.
"Forgot your book again?" Prue asked.
Phoebe heart skipped a beat. "Yup." She said.
"Smart."
"I know."
"Phoebe! Room! Now!" Grams' voice called from the stairs. Sighing Phoebe went to her room.
"Phoebe?" Piper asked, inviting herself into Phoebe's room.
"We need to find Paige." Phoebe said.
"Ok."
"Which means you need to find me the white pages."
"Do you have any idea how many Matthews there are in this city?"
"A lot and I'm going to call everyone until I find her. This leaves you to get into the attic."
"Me! The attic! That should be your job!" Piper exclaimed.
"Well, I'm stuck in here for dinner, covering your butt. So I can use the phone and stuff, but I can't get the book."
"Fine, any idea why the door won't open?"
"Grams probably out a spell on it."
"Great. Then that is definitely your area."
"Huh?"
"A spell, you could write a spell to open it."
"Nope, No powers remember?"
"Oh yeah."
"You know what's weird?" Phoebe said, changing the subject.
"What?"
"Seeing Grams and Prue alive."
"Oh I know!" The girls were over come with such a sever fit of giggles. "We're even sounding like we did!" Piper said.
"Scary." Phoebe joked.
"I better go get that book for you." Piper said.
"Thanks Pipe."
"Phoebe, the phone's for you." Prue said, poking her head through the door.
"Thanks Prue." Phoebe said, getting up from her spot on her bed.
"Hello?" Phoebe asked, picking up the hall phone.
"Phoebe? Paige." Paige said on the other end.
"Thank god! I was going to call every Matthews in the phone book."
"Good think I called you. I hate being 11 Phoebe."
"Try being 13."
"No thank you, I want to be 26 again."
"Piper is working on it. She got to get to the book."
"What? Cant you get to it?"
"That attic is locked."
"What about you? You got into the attic first."
"Stuck in my room."
"Already?"
"Yeah, as a cover up for Grams."
"Tsk tsk Phoebe."
"Quiet you. You never met Grams."
"Good point."
"Wee need to solve this and fast."
"Yes. We need to meet."
"Tomorrow after school."
"We'll have more time if we ditch and do it during school."
"My room kinda gets boring. Definitely not. After school here."
"Fine. I'll see you thin."
"Bye Paige."
"Bye." Phoebe hung up the phone, and went back into her room where Piper was waiting for her with the phone book. "Don't need that. That was Paige."
"And…"
"She hates being 11."
"I hate being 16."
"I hate being 13. It's unanimous. That is why after school tomorrow she is coming here."
"Tomorrow? Cant she come tonight?"
"Yes, she's posing as mostly my friend, and I'm stuck in my room."
"Good point."
"Phoebe, Piper. Sweet." Prue said.
"Sweet?"' Piper asked.
"Phoebe's new word. Lets and eat pushed together? Gosh Piper, something has gotten into you."
"Oh yeah, now I remember that." Piper lied.
"Come on! Sweet!" Phoebe said, jumping off her bed. After dinner Phoebe was still banished to her room and was forced to do homework. It was much easier the second time around.
"Phoebe, bed, now!" Grams said at 9:30. Phoebe had been reading a book she had found on her book shelf.
"K Grams!" Phoebe got ready for bed when the realization hit her. She had school tomorrow. "Oh no! I can't get out of it, I need out of my room for Paige tomorrow. Where's my schedule?" Phoebe began to tear apart her room, looking for anything that told room numbers, classes, and teachers, but she found none. Panicking she ran into Piper's room, where Piper was still doing her homework.
"Piper! I've lost my schedule!" Phoebe exclaimed slamming the door behind her.
"What do you need your schedule for?" Piper asked.
"Do you remember your sophomore schedule?"
Not paying close attention to what Phoebe was saying, Piper replied with a "No."
"What are you going to do tomorrow at school?" Phoebe asked, putting the emphasis on the word school.
"We ha we school tomorrow?" Piper asked, suddenly panicking.
"Yes, it's only Tuesday."
"Crap! Well it's a good thing that I liked to keep a copy in my backpack." Piper said. She walked over to her book bag where she promptly pulled out a list of her classes.
"Hmmmm… backpack. I'll be right back." Phoebe said, running out.
"Found it Piper!" Phoebe called to her sister's room from across the hall.
"Phoebe." Grams warned.
"Got to get Grams to believe us." Phoebe muttered under her breath as she walked back to her room.