The Queen of Baker High
Chapt.3 Punishment
A/N: Once again thanks for the reviews wAnNaBpIpEr, CharmingTess and Charmed Fanatic.
And Charmed Fanatic: You're right, I am evil, mwahahahahaha, but that's why you love me, right? *laughs*
A/N: Oh and there's some language, but not a whole lot and Prue's a teenager, so what do you expect? :) Okay, here it goes:
I though being grounded during Homecoming was bad; damn I had no idea what Grams could do to me. Now I'm grounded for a month, I can't talk on the phone, go to cheerleading practice or watch TV. All I can do is go to school and come home and do homework. Fun. Not. And it was so unfair of Grams to punish me so severely anyway, I mean I think that being so hung over the next day was punishment enough. I did throw up, like twice and I still have a headache, three days later. That was definitely the first and last time I ever get drunk, for a long, long time.
I can't believe Piper told on me, she was supposed to be the good sister, I'm so pissed at her, she's probably just jealous that I had somewhere to go while she sat at home doing homework. Bitch. And the worst part is that Grams took away my cell phone too, so I have no way of calling people and she got the tree next to my window trimmed back so there's no way I can reach it now. There's a two story drop under my window with nothing to hold on to, so that's certainly not a sneaking out choice. Although if I get desperate enough I just might jump, what's a two story drop into concrete compared to being stuck in a house with no contact with the outside world. I'm kidding. I think.
Another thing have learned since I've been imprisoned here, little kids are boring, my sisters are probably the most boring and unfun people of anyone's sibling anywhere. EVER. First of all, Piper has no life out side of homework and apparently getting me trouble, so I don't even know why I'm bothering to talk to her, and Phoebe, well, she's eleven, so she's too young to understand anything and for some reason she wants to hang out with me all the time. I don't even know why, I mean, it's not like I'm nice to her or anything, but she just keeps hanging around like a really annoying little shadow that won't go away.
Great. She's knocking on my door right now. "Hey Prue, whatcha doing?" Phoebe asks walking in my room and starting to bounce on my bed. "Nothing" I answer "Stop jumping on my bed, brat" "I'm not a brat" Phoebe pouts as she jumps higher. "Phoebe!" I snap, I'm so not in the mood to deal with her now. "Did you even have a point coming into my room, or are you just trying to make my life even more of a hell then it already is?" I ask, grabbing her and holding her still, so she'll stop jumping. "Ooh, you said a bad word" Phoebe says and giggles. I roll my eyes "Phoebe hell isn't a bad word, at least not compare to the word you're going to hear if you don't tell me what you want or leave." I don't know what it is, but there's just something about Phoebe that makes me want to strangle her every time she's around. "I do have a reason for bugging you, this time" Phoebe says matter-of-factly, "Grams told me to tell you that you have to take me and Piper to the mall" What? Be seen in public with my sisters and actually have to take them somewhere? No way. I get off my bed and walked down stairs in search of Grams.
I find her in the kitchen, "Grams I'm not taking them to the mall" I tell her point blankly. She stiffens and turns around, "Prudence, you are serving your punishment, you will do what I tell you to" she answers. Okay, she already grounded me, took away my cell phone and is not letting me go to cheerleading, isn't she taking this a little too far? I'm not her slave, and anyway, all I did was get drunk, and she's acting like I killed someone. I'm so tired of this B.S. "No, Grams, I'm already serving my punishment by being grounded; you can't just add to it when ever you don't feel like taking the kids some where. I know their not yours, but there not mine either." I tell her, starting to feel anger rise up inside of me before I can clamp it back down. "Prudence, don't use that tone of voice with me, while you live under this roof you will do what I say, it's for your own good" Grams tells me calmly. For my own good my ass, Gram is just controlling be because she knows she can. "Fine" I say though gritted teeth and walk out the car, fuming and waiting for my sisters.
I am so mad at her, Grams treats me like such a little kid, she's always saying Prudence you have to do this or Prudence don't do that. She knows I hate my full name, she knows I go by Prue. But does she care? No, because her calling me Prue would be important to me and anything that's important to me Grams could care less about. I close my eyes and scream at the top o my lungs to get rid of my anger. It works, sort of, and by the time I open my eyes again I see Phoebe and Piper, standing next to the car, staring at me, looking more than a little freaked out. Good. For some reason it seems kind of funny that they look so scared, I don't know, maybe being at hone for so long has made me go crazy. But I guess it doesn't really matter, I do feel better though.
"Come on, you two, get in the car" I tell them, opening the door and still smiling to myself. Phoebe bounces right in and Piper gets in uncertainly. "So, why are we going, anyway?" I ask looking at Piper. "I need new school clothes" Piper replies. "What about you Pheebs, need anything?" I ask, realizing that I know Grams Visa card number, and I have the urge to run it the fuck up. That'll teach her to make me take my sisters shopping, but I know I'd never have the nerve, it's a nice thought though but Grams already has to work two jobs and we really don't need the extra debt. I pull up to the mall and park, realizing that in my anger over Grams I left the house without putting any make up on. I hope I don't see any of my friends. I look down at my jeans and old tank top and swear under my breath, it figures that the one day I'm finally let out of the house I look all skanky. Just great. Phoebes already skipping ahead and I have to run to catch up with her as we walk into the mall.
"Okay, Pheebs, if I give you five dollars will you go play at the arcade and stay there until I come and get you?" I ask, already desperate to get rid of her. "Sure" Phoebe agrees and I hand her a crumpled five before she runs off. "Piper, how about I meet you in front of Abercrombie in two hours?" I ask. "You're not going to shop with me?" Piper asks, giving me a sad puppy dog face. No! I should still be mad at her. "Nope" I answer. "Please?" Piper asks. Damn that puppy dog look, "Okay" I agree, sometimes I just can't say no to her and anyway it's shopping, so of course I'll do it.
An hour later our arms are loaded down with bags and we walk into Gap when someone catches my eye. It's this guy, he works there, but theirs just something about him, that's amazing, beside the fact that he's completely hot, I mean, and he look really familiar. I try to remember if I've seen him at Baker, but I'm not sure. "Who's that guy you're staring at?" Piper asks walking up next to me. The sound of her voice snaps me out of my thoughts and I spin around to face her. "I wasn't staring" I reply, recovering from my shock. Piper giggles "Whatever, your eyes were practically popping out of your head." "Shut up, Piper. Hey go ask him if he goes to Baker" I tell her. "I don't even know him, and since when are you too shy to talk to a guy?" Piper asks. She's right; I've never been shy around guys. "Okay, hold my bags" I say dumping them on her and smoothing my hair down before walking casually over to him.
"Hi" I say and cringe at how stupid I sound. "Hey" He answers looking over at me. Awkward pause. "So, um, you look familiar, do you go to Baker High?" I ask. "Used to, I transferred to Eaglecrest at the beginning of the year." Eaglecrest is a private high school, and Bakers rival school. "I guess I'm a traitor huh?" he jokes with a smile. I smile too "I guess so, but I'm a cheerleader at Baker, so should I even be talking to you?" I joke back, surprised how comfortable I feel talking to him already. "Probably not, but I'm happy you are. I'm Alex Bradford" he introduces himself. "I'm – "I know who you are, Prue." He answers. "How did you know?" I ask, surprised that this hot, amazing guy already knows who I am. Alex laughed "Everyone at Baker knows who you are" I blushed; well popularity does have its perks sometimes. "So, are you here by yourself?" Alex asks a moment later. "No" I wish, I add silently. "I'm taking my two little sisters shopping, it's sort of a punishment actually in addition to being grounded" I tell him rolling my eyes. He smiles "Hanging out with younger siblings always is" Alex answers. "So, you have them too?" I ask. Alex nods "I have a little sister who's eight and an older brother who's nineteen" "So, you're the middle child, I'm the oldest" I tell him and we continue to talk about everything: movies, music, school. I just can't believe how easy this guy is to talk to. He's so different from the other guys I know, he seems caring and smart. He seems like he's aware of a world out side of popularity and high school. A world that I've always known existed but have yet to break into.
"Prue" Piper says walking up behind me, "We need to go find Phoebe. You told her we'd get her in two hours, remember?" Piper says. Shut up, Piper. I groan, looking at her "She can stay there longer" I reply and turn back to Alex. "Prue…" Piper whines "I'm ready to go home too, and you can always flirt later" "Okay Piper" I say though gritted teeth and laugh embarrassedly. Of course I was flirting, but Piper doesn't need to let Alex know that. Alex laughs too "Well, let me give you my number so we can flirt more later" he says winking at Piper. "Okay, I'll give you mine too" I say, reaching into my purse for a pen. "Oh shit, I just remembered. I can't use the phone because I'm grounded" I tell him disappointedly. "Well, then maybe you could come over instead, you know, just sneak out." Alex says, writing down his address in addition to his phone number. "I will, if I can" I promise and we say good-bye before Piper pulls me away.
"Leave it to you to be grounded and still meet a guy" Piper says as I drive her and Phoebe home. "Well, I deserve it; I've been stuck in the house forever. I need a new guy anyway." "What's wrong with Chris?" Phoebes asks. I pause and think, nothing really I guess, it's just that he's not…Alex. "I don't know" I answer pulling into the drive way and getting out to the car.
"We're home" I call walking in the door and letting it slam closed. "Prudence!" Grams says walking into the foyer to meet me, "Don't slam doors." God, can't I take a breath without her telling me what to do? "Go back and close it right" Grams orders. Excuse me? "It's closed" I answer, starting to walk up the stairs. "Why do you always have to argue?" Grams asks. Why does she always have to bitch at me? "I wouldn't if you just leave me alone" I answer pausing on the stairs to turn around and glare at her. "Do talk to me like that, young lady" Grams snaps "Unless you want me to extend your grounding. Now are you going to come back down and close the front door quietly like I asked or should I add another week to your punishment?" What? I can't believe she's treating me like such a little kid! I'm almost 17, and I just spent the whole day with my sisters like she asked me too, she has no right to tell me to do anything. "Fine" I yell and walk back down the stairs and re-open and close the door. "Happy now?' I ask starting to walk back up the stairs "bitch" I mutter under my breath, but apparently not under my breath enough. "What did you just say Prudence?" Grams asks angrily. I'm so sick of this; I'm the only one who ever gets in trouble. And, damn it, I'm not backing down this time.
I whirl around on the stairs to face her. "You heard me" I reply, my voice cold and measured. "Yes I did, I just thought you might want to re-think that little comment and apologize before you get in even more trouble" Grams replies, the tone of her voice matching mine. "I don't apologize for things I mean." I reply, walking up the stairs. "Prudence get back here and apologize this instant" Grams snaps. That's it! I can't take it anymore! "You're not my mother; don't tell me what to do!" I scream at her, turning around to face her once again. Grams flinches a little, "No, but your mother did leave me in charge of you." Grams replies. "And that's the biggest mistake she ever made!" I yell, pushing past her and running back down the stairs. I can't stand it, I have to get out. "Prudence…" Grams says as I reach the bottom of the stairs but I don't hear the rest of what she says because it is drowned out by the sound of my own voice screaming. "Damn it Grams! I'm sick of this, I'm sick of you!" "Prudence" Grams says again. "NO! I hate you" I scream, grabbing my purse and opening the door.
My mind is racing a mile a minute. I've felt that way for a long time but I've never told her. I've never told anyone. I don't know what to do; I can't just go home now. Then one clear thought pops into my head: run.
A/N: Well, you know what to do, R&R. :)