Part Twelve: 5 June 1997: I Quit
Characters: Piper (24), Phoebe (21), Paige (19)
Piper was walking down a university corridor with her younger sister. She had often to give Phoebe a lift into university, follow by lunch, in a vague attempt that she could hope her change her mind. She could hardly believe that only days after their grandmother's death, that her little sister was just going to run away from things. Run away from her degree, her friends and her family.
Piper knew that family was probably the last thing on Phoebe's mind right now. The Halliwell manor had been filled with anger, resentment and full- scale war, since Prue's fiancée had announced that he had been sleeping with the youngest Halliwell.
Piper wasn't not sure who to believe. On one side she knew that Phoebe would never do anything that would hurt either her or Prue in that fashion. On the other side Prue normally check her facts before jumping down the people's throats and accusing them of something. And things had only intensified since Penny's death, but she did know one thing for sure; that running was not the answer.
Phoebe took a deep breath; she might as well get her older sister's prep talk out of the way. She'd only agreed to let Piper give her a lift in on the condition that they did at least have some fun together before she left on the bus for New York in the morning. She wanted to part with at least one of her sister's on good terms.
"You know I have to do this," Phoebe explained as she turned the corner of the corridor, "I need to get out of San Francisco for a while."
"No, no, you don't have to do this, especially not now," Piper told her, stopping to look Phoebe straight in the eyes. "We all need to stick together at the moment. And I know in time, you and Prue can get over this but running won't help."
"You know as well as me it going to take more that time; she hates me at the moment."
Piper looked at her younger sister in complete disbelief. "Prue doesn't hate you, like you don't hate her. But if you never talk about it, you'll never work through it. Running away won't help."
"I'm not running, I'm going just as much for me as anyone else." Phoebe tried to explain, "I want to find out who I am, live on my own, get some real experience and a chance to find out just who Phoebe Halliwell is."
"And you think you'll find that in New York?" Piper asked as she raised her eyebrows.
Phoebe smiled, "Yeah, it's as good as anywhere else. I mean I've always wanted to visit New York and well London but I can't afford the air ticket for the later. And you know there's always the phone, so it's not like I intend to lose contact with anyone back home but I need to live my life with no one looking over my shoulder for a while."
"We don't look over your shoulder," Piper said trying to justify her past actions, "We just look out for you. I'm your big sister -- that's my job."
"And you'll still be my big sister, when I'm in New York." Phoebe told her with a small smile, "Look your dream is to be a chef and you're going for it. And I'm right behind you, because I know that you're going to be the best damn chef in the world. Now I need you behind me as well, 'cause I maybe going for a bit but I will be back and I'm going to get my degree even if it kills me. So just enjoy the peace, quiet and lack of arguments for a while."
Piper looked into Phoebe stubborn face, "I'm not going to change your mind, am I?"
"Not this time."
"Well I guess we better go and sort this out then," Piper sighed wrapping her arms around her littler sister's shoulder. "So we can enjoy the rest of the day."
Phoebe smiled at her older sister before placing her bag down on the floor and started to search for the two forms she needed. Once she'd empty almost the entire contains of her bag she pulled out two slightly crumpled yellow pieces of paper. But when she looked up at Piper, a teenager who was walking almost running caught her eye.
"Excuse me?" Phoebe called to the girl.
She saw Piper give her a bemused look but she was positive she knew this girl, but just could not place her in her memory. She had such a familiar face, which gave Phoebe the feeling that somehow she had always known the teenager.
"Yeah," replied the teenager as she glanced down at her watch.
"I was just wondering if we've met somewhere before?" Phoebe asked before she could stop herself. "Look I know it sounds stupid, but you just look so familiar. A bit like my older sister actually."
Paige Matthews looked at the two girls with almost as bemused a look written across her face as Piper had. She shrugged at Phoebe before glancing at her watch again, "Don't know. You might have seen me at a party, I tend to go to as I can."
"Yeah, that's probably it." Phoebe sighed, "What's your name?"
"Paige, Paige Matthews." The teenager replied, "Look I'm really sorry but I'm late for class."
"Okay," Phoebe said in a disappointed tone, she did not recognise the name from anywhere. "Nice to meet you."
"Yeah, same back at you. And I guess I'll see you around," Paige told her before she disappeared around the corner.
Both Piper and Phoebe watched the girl's back before she disappeared out of sight. Piper turned to face her younger sister, sending her another questioning look to which Phoebe shrugged at.
"What was all that about?"
Phoebe's eyes flicked back to where the girl had been standing just seconds before. "I just thought I knew her, I've no idea how, but she just had a really familiar look to her especially around her eyes."
"All students' look pretty familiar," Piper explained dismissing Phoebe thought. "Now lets get those forms signed, I'm starving."
Characters: Piper (24), Phoebe (21), Paige (19)
Piper was walking down a university corridor with her younger sister. She had often to give Phoebe a lift into university, follow by lunch, in a vague attempt that she could hope her change her mind. She could hardly believe that only days after their grandmother's death, that her little sister was just going to run away from things. Run away from her degree, her friends and her family.
Piper knew that family was probably the last thing on Phoebe's mind right now. The Halliwell manor had been filled with anger, resentment and full- scale war, since Prue's fiancée had announced that he had been sleeping with the youngest Halliwell.
Piper wasn't not sure who to believe. On one side she knew that Phoebe would never do anything that would hurt either her or Prue in that fashion. On the other side Prue normally check her facts before jumping down the people's throats and accusing them of something. And things had only intensified since Penny's death, but she did know one thing for sure; that running was not the answer.
Phoebe took a deep breath; she might as well get her older sister's prep talk out of the way. She'd only agreed to let Piper give her a lift in on the condition that they did at least have some fun together before she left on the bus for New York in the morning. She wanted to part with at least one of her sister's on good terms.
"You know I have to do this," Phoebe explained as she turned the corner of the corridor, "I need to get out of San Francisco for a while."
"No, no, you don't have to do this, especially not now," Piper told her, stopping to look Phoebe straight in the eyes. "We all need to stick together at the moment. And I know in time, you and Prue can get over this but running won't help."
"You know as well as me it going to take more that time; she hates me at the moment."
Piper looked at her younger sister in complete disbelief. "Prue doesn't hate you, like you don't hate her. But if you never talk about it, you'll never work through it. Running away won't help."
"I'm not running, I'm going just as much for me as anyone else." Phoebe tried to explain, "I want to find out who I am, live on my own, get some real experience and a chance to find out just who Phoebe Halliwell is."
"And you think you'll find that in New York?" Piper asked as she raised her eyebrows.
Phoebe smiled, "Yeah, it's as good as anywhere else. I mean I've always wanted to visit New York and well London but I can't afford the air ticket for the later. And you know there's always the phone, so it's not like I intend to lose contact with anyone back home but I need to live my life with no one looking over my shoulder for a while."
"We don't look over your shoulder," Piper said trying to justify her past actions, "We just look out for you. I'm your big sister -- that's my job."
"And you'll still be my big sister, when I'm in New York." Phoebe told her with a small smile, "Look your dream is to be a chef and you're going for it. And I'm right behind you, because I know that you're going to be the best damn chef in the world. Now I need you behind me as well, 'cause I maybe going for a bit but I will be back and I'm going to get my degree even if it kills me. So just enjoy the peace, quiet and lack of arguments for a while."
Piper looked into Phoebe stubborn face, "I'm not going to change your mind, am I?"
"Not this time."
"Well I guess we better go and sort this out then," Piper sighed wrapping her arms around her littler sister's shoulder. "So we can enjoy the rest of the day."
Phoebe smiled at her older sister before placing her bag down on the floor and started to search for the two forms she needed. Once she'd empty almost the entire contains of her bag she pulled out two slightly crumpled yellow pieces of paper. But when she looked up at Piper, a teenager who was walking almost running caught her eye.
"Excuse me?" Phoebe called to the girl.
She saw Piper give her a bemused look but she was positive she knew this girl, but just could not place her in her memory. She had such a familiar face, which gave Phoebe the feeling that somehow she had always known the teenager.
"Yeah," replied the teenager as she glanced down at her watch.
"I was just wondering if we've met somewhere before?" Phoebe asked before she could stop herself. "Look I know it sounds stupid, but you just look so familiar. A bit like my older sister actually."
Paige Matthews looked at the two girls with almost as bemused a look written across her face as Piper had. She shrugged at Phoebe before glancing at her watch again, "Don't know. You might have seen me at a party, I tend to go to as I can."
"Yeah, that's probably it." Phoebe sighed, "What's your name?"
"Paige, Paige Matthews." The teenager replied, "Look I'm really sorry but I'm late for class."
"Okay," Phoebe said in a disappointed tone, she did not recognise the name from anywhere. "Nice to meet you."
"Yeah, same back at you. And I guess I'll see you around," Paige told her before she disappeared around the corner.
Both Piper and Phoebe watched the girl's back before she disappeared out of sight. Piper turned to face her younger sister, sending her another questioning look to which Phoebe shrugged at.
"What was all that about?"
Phoebe's eyes flicked back to where the girl had been standing just seconds before. "I just thought I knew her, I've no idea how, but she just had a really familiar look to her especially around her eyes."
"All students' look pretty familiar," Piper explained dismissing Phoebe thought. "Now lets get those forms signed, I'm starving."