8:01AM: Prue steps into the dry cleaners. The sun catches her hair. I love the way she walks. So beautiful.
8:30AM: Prue walks into 415. She is greeted with respect from her coworkers. Unlike me. My coworkers don't give a damn whether I live or die. Soon that will change. Once I become Prue, everything will change.
"Abbey, what are you doing here?" Piper called from behind her. "Didn't I tell you you didn't need to be here today?"
"Oh, yeah." Abbey tried to look shocked. She had just come out of the staff room She had just gotten everything out of her locker and was about to go home. She had realized she had left her cosmetics in her locker.
"I just wanted to apologize for treating you so badly yesterday. Prue was kinda in a rush and she's always like that. Do you want to come to dinner with my sisters and I tonight? It's going to be at my house. I'm cooking." Piper asked her.
Abbey looked thrilled. "I would be honored." she said.
"Great! Seven sound ok to you?"
"Yeah, sounds great." Abbey walked out of the staff room. She didn't even hear Piper calling after her.
"Abbey! You don't even know where I live!"
Abbey ignored her. She had memorized Prue Halliwell's phone number and address long ago and used them to prank call just to hear Prue's voice. If Piper asked, she would say she just looked it up in the phone book.
About thirty minutes later, Abbey had already been home, put on about a dozen outfits, and the put on her makeup. She looked at her watch. 11:00 AM. She really needed something to do. Eight hours to kill! Abbey flopped down in front of the TV. She turned it on to a random channel.
"Want to be somebody else?" asked the TV. Abbey snapped her head up. "Just stalk the person! Do everything they do and then come into the SF Plastic Surgeons, where your dream will come true!" Abbey stared closely at the TV. There was no way she was going to get plastic surgery, but still, that was a little to much of a coincidence for her taste. Creeped out, she turned off the TV. The mall down the street was open. She could go drown herself in shopping for awhile, then everything would be ok. She just needed to get some more Prue Halliwell stuff. Abbey jumped off the couch and walked out the door.
Cole Turner stood smiling at the bottom of the stairs in Abbey's apartment building.
8:30AM: Prue walks into 415. She is greeted with respect from her coworkers. Unlike me. My coworkers don't give a damn whether I live or die. Soon that will change. Once I become Prue, everything will change.
"Abbey, what are you doing here?" Piper called from behind her. "Didn't I tell you you didn't need to be here today?"
"Oh, yeah." Abbey tried to look shocked. She had just come out of the staff room She had just gotten everything out of her locker and was about to go home. She had realized she had left her cosmetics in her locker.
"I just wanted to apologize for treating you so badly yesterday. Prue was kinda in a rush and she's always like that. Do you want to come to dinner with my sisters and I tonight? It's going to be at my house. I'm cooking." Piper asked her.
Abbey looked thrilled. "I would be honored." she said.
"Great! Seven sound ok to you?"
"Yeah, sounds great." Abbey walked out of the staff room. She didn't even hear Piper calling after her.
"Abbey! You don't even know where I live!"
Abbey ignored her. She had memorized Prue Halliwell's phone number and address long ago and used them to prank call just to hear Prue's voice. If Piper asked, she would say she just looked it up in the phone book.
About thirty minutes later, Abbey had already been home, put on about a dozen outfits, and the put on her makeup. She looked at her watch. 11:00 AM. She really needed something to do. Eight hours to kill! Abbey flopped down in front of the TV. She turned it on to a random channel.
"Want to be somebody else?" asked the TV. Abbey snapped her head up. "Just stalk the person! Do everything they do and then come into the SF Plastic Surgeons, where your dream will come true!" Abbey stared closely at the TV. There was no way she was going to get plastic surgery, but still, that was a little to much of a coincidence for her taste. Creeped out, she turned off the TV. The mall down the street was open. She could go drown herself in shopping for awhile, then everything would be ok. She just needed to get some more Prue Halliwell stuff. Abbey jumped off the couch and walked out the door.
Cole Turner stood smiling at the bottom of the stairs in Abbey's apartment building.