The Queen of Baker High
Chapt.2 "Grounded Once Again"
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! CharmingTess, no, actually this takes place a year before, because in Loser, Prue is a senior and in this she's a junior, but the two stories aren't related in any way, so what ever happens to Prue in this one hasn't happened in the other one, get it? Good. : ) and once again, thank you soooo much to Charmed Fanatic, you are so nice to me and my stories. Oh and just to let you know, there's a little language in this one, but not much. Okay, here it goes:
Grams said that I'm grounded for a month after what I said to Mr. Peterson. A whole month! But at least now I can't go to Rob's party, so I have a perfectly good excuse to tell my friends. Unfortunately, I can't cheer at the homecoming game to night either, or go to the dance tomorrow, so when I (hopefully) get crowned queen again I won't even be there to enjoy it. That's so not fair, if I don't go to the homecoming dance with Chris then, he'll probably take someone else and then what will I do? Maybe I should have gone after Aaron when had the chance, I guess Chloe was right after all. And I tried to explain all of this to Grams but all she said was "If you spent as much time worrying about your grades as you do your social life, then you'd be getting straight A's like Piper" Like Piper . That's all I ever hear, you should study more, like Piper, or Piper never gets in trouble at school. Piper, Piper, Piper. Well, you know what? I'm not Piper! I'm Prue, I screw up, like Phoebe, we all can't be the perfect, sainted Piper who has no fun and always does the right thing, just because. I know I shouldn't feel this way about her, Piper's helped me out more times than I can count, she's always helping me with my homework, or telling Grams that I went to bed early when I'm really out partying with Chris, but, still, if all I ever hear is 'Piper this or Piper that', how can I not hate her, just a little bit.
And Grams doesn't even try to understand me. Just like with her little comment about worrying about my social life versus my school work. If she knew any thing about me she'd know that I've worked damn hard for my popularity, and, as far as school goes, I'm not smart, so popularity's all I've got. But, no, Grams expects more from me, because I'm oldest, I'm just supposed to get good grades and watch after my sisters and be a role model or whatever she expects, I don't even really know. Grams never tells me what she wants, she just yells at me when I don't do it.
I wonder if Grams wishes I wasn't even around, she certainly treats me that way. When the principal called her last week and I burst into tears on the phone she told me to stop crying because my 'little act' wasn't working and she didn't feel sorry for me. My act? My fucking act? I almost had a complete emotional breakdown and she calls it an act? I can't believe she really knows me that little, what does that say about what she thinks about me if she thinks I'd fake cry over the phone and in the principal's office, no less, just to get out of being grounded? I get grounded all the time, it's no big deal and Phoebe's the one who fake cries, not me. That's just pathetic. At least when I get punished I don't try to weasel my way out of it, I just accept it. I just don't know why Grams hates me so much all of a sudden.
At least none of my friends found out about my little mini-breakdown or what ever it was, or I'd be teased forever. But now the principal is all super concerned about me, she thinks that I need psychological help or something. She keeps telling me the guidance councilor's office is right down the hall, like I don't know where it is, or would even go there for that matter. I don't need to, I've always been in control of my emotions, I usually never cry. I didn't even cry at my own mothers funeral, so I don't know what happened that day, but. Whatever, I just won't think about it. Denial really is the best way to go. Denying what exactly, I don't now, just…everything.
It's 8:00 right now, the homecoming game started an hour ago, and it will be half time soon, when they announce the king and queen. And I'm just sitting at home being bitter about the whole thing. No, I can't, this not what I do. I'm not going to mope; I am going to take action. Grounded or not, I'm going to that football game, I will be there to get crowned, damn it. And any way, Grams already hate me, so even if she finds out, what is she going to do, hate me more? I can live with that. She's not exactly my favorite person either. I change quickly into my cheerleading uniform and stuff some pillows under the blankets in my bed, so if Grams checks in on me, then I'll look like someone's there. It's lame, I know. But it's always worked so far.
Now, all need to do is get Piper to cover for me and then I'm good to go. I knock on Piper's door and then walk in, she's doing homework. Figures. "Hey, Piper, um, if Grams asks, I wasn't feeling well and went to bed early. Okay?" Piper pauses "Where are you really going?' she asks. None of your business. "The homecoming game" I answer. "Why?" None of your business. "So I don't miss it when I get crowned." What is this? 20 questions? Just let me go "So, are you going to cover for me or not?" I ask trying not to sound as annoyed as I feel. "I guess," Piper answers. That's close enough to a yes for me. "Thanks, I owe you" I tell her, walking back into my room and closing my door, before quietly opening my window and climbing out, holding on to the window sill and carefully reaching for a branch on a tree next to my window, pulling myself on to it. Then I climb down the tree and walk to the end of my block and call Chloe to come get me. I don't dare barrow Gram's car to get there, I know she'll hear me, but Chloe and I are friends again-for now, so her driving me is as good as choice as any.
A few minutes later I see her silver Ford Focus pull around the corner. "I was wondering when you were going to call" She says as I get in. "How did you know I'd call at all?" I ask. Chloe shrugs "Because, it's you, since when do you actually stay home when you're grounded?" I grin, that's true.
"So, is Aaron still single?" I ask as we pull up to Baker and get out. "Why? Have you finally decided it's okay to flirt with him?' Chloe asks as we walk to the football field "lets just say I think I might take your advice on this one" I tell her and I try to see if I can spot Aaron to the field. "Not exactly" Chloe says as we walk on to the field and join the rest of the cheerleaders. We must have just missed a touchdown or something because the crowd is going wild and all the other cheerleader are yelling 'Go Baker Bobcats' at the top of their lungs. I jump up and down and yell to "Go bobcats" before turning back to Chloe "What do you mean he's not exactly single?" I ask. Chloe opens her mouth to speak and the Bobcats score another touch down. "Well-Yay Go Bobcats!-You're not the only one who likes him." "So?" I ask. "I got tired of waiting for you to make your move on him, so I made my own. I started flirting with him and then he asked me out." A field goal. "Way to go Bobcats! Chloe how can you do this to me? You know I like him!" I hiss in between cheering. I wish that the football team would just stop scoring already, it's impossible to have a conversation when you have to cheer every five seconds. "You still have Chris, it's no big deal" Chloe says to me. Excuse me, but my BEST friend dating the guy who I've liked for over a year IS a big deal. "Chloe!" I yell, and this time it's not because I'm cheering. But, before I can yell at her more, half time has started and I have to go on to the field with all to other homecoming nominees.
"Now for our 2003 Baker high school homecoming titles" Principal Thompson says into a microphone and I zone out as she goes through all the other grades, freshmen…..sophomore….. "The junior class homecoming king is…… Chris Reeves" Principal Thompson says, well, no surprise there. Everyone claps as Chris gets his crown. "And the junior class homecoming queen is…." Oh please me, please me, please, please, please. "Prue Halliwell!" oh thank god. Everyone claps again as the principal sets a tiara on my head and Chris and I wave to the crowd. "I told you we'd get it" Chris whispers to me was everyone claps for the senior class queen and king. "You were right" I admit as he kisses me, "congratulations" I smile "You too, we should celebrate" "What time is your curfew?" Chris asks. This is the best part. "I don't have one" I tell him "I snuck out" "perfect, we can stay out all night" he answers as the third quarter starts and he has to go back to playing while I cheer.
"Surprise, surprise you win again" Chloe snaps. Shut up Chloe. "I wasn't sure it I was going to" I tell her honestly. "Well, you did. Goody for you." She answers. "What's your problem?" I snap back. "Nothing, you got the crown, I got Aaron, we're even" Chloe says. She's supposed to be my friend; this isn't a competition. She's supposed to be happy for me. But then, I think and sigh, Chloe's supposed to be a lot of things she's not, a good friend is only one of them.
The game ends soon enough and the Bobcats won. But Chloe and I aren't speaking to each other. It's a good thing I have Chris or I'd have no way of getting home, if I even go home tonight. We go to the party at Rob's house for about five minutes until his parents come home early and we all have to leave before they see us. Since Robs party was a bust, we have nothing to do until Chad Miller calls my cell phone to say the party's been moved to his house and he has the keg that was at Robs, which I could care less about, since I don't drink, but Chris does so we go check out Chad's party.
By the time we get there there's already about fifty kids from Baker and even some from the high school we played our football game against. As soon as we get out of the car, Chris drags me over to the keg, filling up a plastic cup for himself and the handing one to me. "Chris, you know I don't drink" I tell him, handing him back the cup. "Come on, Prue it's a party. Celebrate" he says shoving the cup back and pulling me into Chad's already overcrowd house. Once we get inside I see Chloe and Aaron making out on the stairwell. That's disgusting; I can't believe he's with her. I guess I really did miss my chance. Well, now is a good time as any to start drinking….and I did start to have more fun then, by my fifth beer, it didn't really matter that Aaron was with Chloe, it didn't matter at all.
But around three in the morning one of Chad's neighbors called the cops and we all had to make a run for it before our parents got called. I could just imagine the look on Grams face then. As I thought about this I started to giggle and almost fell down getting into Chris car. "Careful, Prue" Chris says, catching me and putting me inside. "You're so drunk" Chris laughs. "Nuh-un" I slur and giggle again. "Are too" says Chris, starting the car "I'm going to take you home now, okay?" "Okey-dokey" I answer. I'm tired anyway. When we pull up in front of my house Chris kisses me good-bye and I, completely forgetting that I snuck out so I need to sneak back in, stumble up to the front door and practically fall inside the house, holding on to my tiara, so it doesn't fall off my head.
When I get in the house, however, I realize something's not right. All the lights are on for one thing and it's past three in the morning, then I see Grams, fully dresses, walking towards me. It's like she never even went to bed, like she was waiting up for me the whole time. The look on her face confirms my fears and I immediately stop laughing .Uh-oh……
A/N: What did you think of that? Please R&R.