Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Charmed and what I write is just in my
own little twisted world and I don't meant to offend ANYONE!
-Chapter 3-
Paige looked at the spell book once again. "This is one for Pheobe and Piper, they've been in this damn witch thing longer than I have." Paige decided. She was dressed in a hot pink mini skirt and a pastel blue one-shoulder tee. She had also put on her red knee-high steliot heeled boots. "Damn, I look hot!" she said. Paige grabbed the keys to her Beetle and ran out the door. She was about to get in when all of a sudden, she stopped. Paige starred blankly at the front door. "What if...?" she wondered. There was no time for what ifs and maybes, so she ran back towards the manor and flew inside. She emerged seconds later with the spell book in her hand. It won't hurt to read what's inside. thought Paige. Little did she realise, how wrong she was...
"Goodmorning Pheobe, please sit down." urged Mrs. Calington. Pheobe smiled again, and wondered: How did someone so young end up in charge of a buisness like New Press? "You are here for the interview?" asked Mrs. Calington in her soft and chirpy voice. Pheobe nodded. "What experience do you have with the Journalistic World?" asked Mrs. Calington. "Er, well.." Pheobe had been so swept up in wanting to get this job she hadn't planned out how she was going to do it! "None really," Pheobe replied. "But I have taken photos of a resort in the Sierra Nevada Mountains for a newspaper." Pheobe added. Mrs. Calington nodded. "So you haven't actually written any articles?" "Not since high school." Pheobe explained. Mrs. Calington thought hard for a moment and then took three A4 peices of paper from her desk draw. "Here are three problems that my team are stuck on. Write down your best answer. Get back to me as soon as you can." Pheobe nodded and walked out of Mrs. Calington's office. This shouldn't be too hard! she thought as she walked out. Slowly scanning the papers she heard a faint voice yell out "Pheobe!" She turned but didn't notice anyone familiar. Causually shrugging it off, Pheoebe got in her car. In the car Pheobe took the time to read the letters. The first one said:
I am finding it really hard to find work. I go on all the interviews I can but I always get turned down because of my weight. The employers say "We need someone smaller" or "People don't want to be helped by someone big, they want help from a tall and skinny blonde girl." I become very offended with this. Any advice? Bigger That Normal L.A.
Pheobe was shocked at the letter but she had no idea how to answer it. Maybe I should look at the next one? she thought. The next letter said:
I rent an apartment that is really cheap for it's location but the land lord is really awful. He comes around whenever he wants and I told him that I don't want him doing that but he still does. Sometimes he comes when I am out and doesn't even tell me, I find out from the neighbours. What can I do? Land Lord Hater N.Y.
Pheobe was stumped. If he's that bad, why doesn't she does move? she thought. Pheobe decided to try again and read the last letter.
I'm having trouble making ends meet, what can I do to save money? I try not to spend too much money on clothes and unessisary things but, you know girls and shopping. Help me! Big Spender W.DC.
"What the hell am I meant to do?" Pheobe was lost. Pheobe was confused. And Pheobe needed to get home and ask Piper.
"Get up you drunk!" yelled Piper. "No! Don't lie down again! Stay up you, stupid, stupid drunken man!" Piper yelled once again at her husband lying on the floor. Piper reared up her foot and kicked him with all her might. "Whitelighters aren't meant to get drunk!" Piper was almost in tears. Leo rolled over on the floor. "What is it my darling hubcap?" he asked in a shaky and delirious voice. "We need to get home!" Piper yelled. "Oh is that all, I thought the war started." Leo said and fell flat in his face. "Leo!" Piper whined. Her husband finally got up and quickly orbed out of P3. "LEO!" yelled Piper angrily. "Dammit get back here!" Leo orbed back into P3 and this time Piper grabbed his shoulder. Leo orbed them both to the manor.
-Chapter 3-
Paige looked at the spell book once again. "This is one for Pheobe and Piper, they've been in this damn witch thing longer than I have." Paige decided. She was dressed in a hot pink mini skirt and a pastel blue one-shoulder tee. She had also put on her red knee-high steliot heeled boots. "Damn, I look hot!" she said. Paige grabbed the keys to her Beetle and ran out the door. She was about to get in when all of a sudden, she stopped. Paige starred blankly at the front door. "What if...?" she wondered. There was no time for what ifs and maybes, so she ran back towards the manor and flew inside. She emerged seconds later with the spell book in her hand. It won't hurt to read what's inside. thought Paige. Little did she realise, how wrong she was...
"Goodmorning Pheobe, please sit down." urged Mrs. Calington. Pheobe smiled again, and wondered: How did someone so young end up in charge of a buisness like New Press? "You are here for the interview?" asked Mrs. Calington in her soft and chirpy voice. Pheobe nodded. "What experience do you have with the Journalistic World?" asked Mrs. Calington. "Er, well.." Pheobe had been so swept up in wanting to get this job she hadn't planned out how she was going to do it! "None really," Pheobe replied. "But I have taken photos of a resort in the Sierra Nevada Mountains for a newspaper." Pheobe added. Mrs. Calington nodded. "So you haven't actually written any articles?" "Not since high school." Pheobe explained. Mrs. Calington thought hard for a moment and then took three A4 peices of paper from her desk draw. "Here are three problems that my team are stuck on. Write down your best answer. Get back to me as soon as you can." Pheobe nodded and walked out of Mrs. Calington's office. This shouldn't be too hard! she thought as she walked out. Slowly scanning the papers she heard a faint voice yell out "Pheobe!" She turned but didn't notice anyone familiar. Causually shrugging it off, Pheoebe got in her car. In the car Pheobe took the time to read the letters. The first one said:
I am finding it really hard to find work. I go on all the interviews I can but I always get turned down because of my weight. The employers say "We need someone smaller" or "People don't want to be helped by someone big, they want help from a tall and skinny blonde girl." I become very offended with this. Any advice? Bigger That Normal L.A.
Pheobe was shocked at the letter but she had no idea how to answer it. Maybe I should look at the next one? she thought. The next letter said:
I rent an apartment that is really cheap for it's location but the land lord is really awful. He comes around whenever he wants and I told him that I don't want him doing that but he still does. Sometimes he comes when I am out and doesn't even tell me, I find out from the neighbours. What can I do? Land Lord Hater N.Y.
Pheobe was stumped. If he's that bad, why doesn't she does move? she thought. Pheobe decided to try again and read the last letter.
I'm having trouble making ends meet, what can I do to save money? I try not to spend too much money on clothes and unessisary things but, you know girls and shopping. Help me! Big Spender W.DC.
"What the hell am I meant to do?" Pheobe was lost. Pheobe was confused. And Pheobe needed to get home and ask Piper.
"Get up you drunk!" yelled Piper. "No! Don't lie down again! Stay up you, stupid, stupid drunken man!" Piper yelled once again at her husband lying on the floor. Piper reared up her foot and kicked him with all her might. "Whitelighters aren't meant to get drunk!" Piper was almost in tears. Leo rolled over on the floor. "What is it my darling hubcap?" he asked in a shaky and delirious voice. "We need to get home!" Piper yelled. "Oh is that all, I thought the war started." Leo said and fell flat in his face. "Leo!" Piper whined. Her husband finally got up and quickly orbed out of P3. "LEO!" yelled Piper angrily. "Dammit get back here!" Leo orbed back into P3 and this time Piper grabbed his shoulder. Leo orbed them both to the manor.