"I hate the Turners! I hate the Turners!" This echoed in Phoebe's head all morning, as she was getting ready for school. She was brought up to hate the Turner family, they were selfish, stuck-up, and mean. Phoebe's family had been mortal enemies with them for as long as she could remember and now she was going to spend her senior year of high school at Twin Oaks, owned and run by the Turners.
"Phoebe, hurry up!" She heard her older sister Piper scream from the kitchen. Phoebe quickly tied her hair up and looked in the mirror. She ignored her sister and kept starring into the mirror. " Phoebe Halliwell, you'll never fit." She said this to herself and then walked downstairs.
"What in the heck was taking you so long?" " None of your business Piper," " Fine just go to the car." Phoebe felt terrible, her day had gone down the drain in the first hour and a half.
Phoebe got into the car and waited for Piper. When Piper got there, their Mom came walking down the sagging, wooden porch steps. They had no money to spare. The Turner's lawyers had almost wiped them out. Things had been so hard after Mrs. Turner had "accidentally " killed her dad. Her mom, Patty Halliwell walked up to the car and kissed them goodbye. She told Phoebe that everything would be okay and that it didn't matter who the high school was run by. Phoebe pretended to be okay, but she was feeling the excact oposite.
Prue pulled out of the drive way and headed towards Twin Oaks. The Turners lived right next door so Phoebe saw their house everyday. But this time it was different. She felt so much hate and saddness inside of her that she almost cried, but didn't. As they passed the Turner's house she saw a great house. A perfect stone stoop infront of a perfect door, that was connected to a perfect house. Then she looked back at her house, gloomy and old looking. She knew that the Turner's had just finished remodeling probably using her family's money the lawyers took away. Phoebe felt more hatred than saddness at this point so decided to talk to her younger sister in the backseat, Paige she was 13.
" So Paige, what's up?" " Nothing. Why would you care anyway? All you ever do is indulge in yourself." " Fine Paige don't talk!" This made Phoebe feel even worse. Not only was she a seventeen year old freak going to her enemies high school but now her little sister hated her.
Prue pulled into a parking space and Phoebe jumped out of the car. She said goodbye and started walking onto the campus.
Pheobe pulled a map and schedule out. She tried to locate all of her classes, she only had four because she already had enough credits. Phoebe couldn't find any of her classes, there were way too many buildings. She looked around and saw tons of confident kids walking around, she knew this school was going to be preppy, but not one of the kids spoke to her, not one. " They probably all know who I am and they all hate me!" She recited to herself. Now to make things worse the bell rang and she still didn't know were she was going.
She was about to run, run back home, away from her problems when someone behind her asked if she was lost. Phoebe turned and saw a handsome boy about her age, with dark brown hair and beautiful blue eyes. Her heart skipped a beat as they looked at each other. Then the moment was ruined when he asked if she was lost again. She said yes and asked why.
" Beacause my parents run this place and I know my way around." He said smiling. Phoebe's heart sank to her stomach and her eyes started burning. He was a Turner!
