Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed. Wow, big shocker!
AN: Sorry it's been so long since my last update...a little writer's block on both mine and my sister's part. It's better now...I think.
Paige nearly screamed in frustration when she heard footsteps yet again. Holding her breath, she listened as they came closer, paused, and finally retreated again. She ignored the slight feeling of disappointment in the pit of her stomach and crawled off of her bed. It was Saturday, no work, and she had absolutely nothing to do. Normally, she would be thrilled with her lack of a schedule. Normally, she would use the day for beauty sleep. Normally, she would hang out with her sisters and enjoy them. Today was obviously not normal. Paige craved some kind of social interaction, or at least a chance to use her already overworked vocal chords.
"Paige, you need a life," she told herself with a frustrated sigh.
"Phoebe, you need a life!," Piper told her sister emphatically. Phoebe gasped, over-exaggerating an insulted look. Piper laughed and shook her head, amused with her sister's performance.
"I have a life," she replied, glaring, "A perfect one at that. It just happens to be on a long break right now!" Piper chuckled, then poured the rest of her coffee into the sink.
"We should create a set of rules for in the morning," Piper muttered, "Rule Number 1, Paige cannot under ANY circumstances make the coffee."
"I second that motion," Phoebe agreed emphatically. Before Piper could continue with her list of regulations, the doorbell rang. The sound echoed through the Manor, reaching Paige upstairs. Paige's eyebrows knit together as she tried to guess at who would be visiting this early in the morning. A sneaking suspicion crept into her mind, but she pushed it away. There was simply no way her life could be that predictable.
Phoebe and Piper both made for the door. It wasn't customary for anyone to ring the doorbell at eight o'clock in the morning. Well, unless it was Darryl or some delivery boy, their doorbell wasn't used at all. Usually, their "visitor" was a demon who liked to come crashing through the door. Phoebe reached the front door first and threw it open. Glenn was standing uncertainly in front of her, his hand still poised over the small button.
"Hey Glenn," she greeted warmly, tugging his arm until he walked in. Glenn smiled and glanced behind her to where Piper was standing.
"Hi, is Paige home?," he asked Piper, trying his best to ignore Phoebe, who was grinning stupidly at him. Piper shot her a look, then glanced back at Glenn.
"She is," she told him, "I'll jsut go get her." Glenn nodded appreciatively, but his expression changed when he realized he would be left alone with Phoebe. For some odd reason, Paige's older sister was staring at him as though she wanted to eat him alive. Well, it was either that or ask him a million annoying questions. Right now, he would prefer being mistaken for a meal. Piper noticed his hesitant look and dragged Phoebe along with her upstairs.
"Phoebe, can you try not to be so obvious," she hissed as they made their way down the hall. Phoebe was about to ask what she had done, but Piper knocked curtly on Paige's door, stopping any further conversation.
"What?," came the reply and Piper raised her eyebrows, clearly ready for another fight.
"Glenn's here," Phoebe answered, cutting Piper off. A groan was heard from the other side and then the door flew open.
"Great," she muttered, stalking past them. Her life really was that predictable. Inwardly, she couldn't have been more pleased, but if her sisters thought she was going to openly admit excitement, then they both had another thing coming. Piper and Phoebe trailed her downstairs, exchanging surprised looks.
Paige's heart sped up and she silently reprimanded it. "It's jsut Glenn, nothing to get all...," she thought, but when she saw him her mind went blank. Forcing a pleasant smile onto her face, she walked up to him. She struggled to stay at a normal pace and prayed he wouldn't notice her strange behavior.
"Hey, want to go do something?," he greeted. Paige nodded.
"Sure, I don't have any other plans," she told him. Glenn smiled and Paige struggled not giggle girlishly. Piper and Phoebe were taking note of her questionable reactions, so Paige hurried her exit.
"Come on, we can go have breakfast," she told him, dragging him behind her as she ploughed through the door. As she left, she thought she heard the distinct sound of laughter. Sighing, she continued to walk down the sidewalk, then halted.
"You car or mine?," she demanded.
Piper and Phoebe glanced at each other and burst out laughing as they watched their youngest sister practically run out of the Manor, taking a confused Glenn along with her.
"She's got it bad," Phoebe said knowingly, still laughing. Piper murmured her agreement.
"The look he had on his face when she walked in tells me she isn't the only one," Piper mused aloud.
"So," Phoebe began, "What do you want to do today?" Smiling, Piper thought about the question.
"Well, we need some more Wicca supplies....," she said thoughtfully. Phoebe made a disgusted face.
"Ooooh, how fun! And after that, can we have our spring cleaning session early?," Phoebe asked with feigned excitement. Piper laughed and rolled her eyes playfully.
"Fine, what do you suggest we do?," she countered. Phoebe pretended to think.
"I suggest we shop," she said a few seconds later. Piper groaned good-naturedly. She'd expected Phoebe's answer. As much as she liked shopping, she was getting fairly sick of going every free moment the two, and most of the time three, of them had.
"Alright, but only if we can stop by the shop to get some supplies," Piper relented, but Phoebe had dashed up the stairs the moment she had seen Piper would agree. Shaking her head, Piper trailed Phoebe up the stairs at a saner pace.
AN: Sorry it's been so long since my last update...a little writer's block on both mine and my sister's part. It's better now...I think.
Paige nearly screamed in frustration when she heard footsteps yet again. Holding her breath, she listened as they came closer, paused, and finally retreated again. She ignored the slight feeling of disappointment in the pit of her stomach and crawled off of her bed. It was Saturday, no work, and she had absolutely nothing to do. Normally, she would be thrilled with her lack of a schedule. Normally, she would use the day for beauty sleep. Normally, she would hang out with her sisters and enjoy them. Today was obviously not normal. Paige craved some kind of social interaction, or at least a chance to use her already overworked vocal chords.
"Paige, you need a life," she told herself with a frustrated sigh.
"Phoebe, you need a life!," Piper told her sister emphatically. Phoebe gasped, over-exaggerating an insulted look. Piper laughed and shook her head, amused with her sister's performance.
"I have a life," she replied, glaring, "A perfect one at that. It just happens to be on a long break right now!" Piper chuckled, then poured the rest of her coffee into the sink.
"We should create a set of rules for in the morning," Piper muttered, "Rule Number 1, Paige cannot under ANY circumstances make the coffee."
"I second that motion," Phoebe agreed emphatically. Before Piper could continue with her list of regulations, the doorbell rang. The sound echoed through the Manor, reaching Paige upstairs. Paige's eyebrows knit together as she tried to guess at who would be visiting this early in the morning. A sneaking suspicion crept into her mind, but she pushed it away. There was simply no way her life could be that predictable.
Phoebe and Piper both made for the door. It wasn't customary for anyone to ring the doorbell at eight o'clock in the morning. Well, unless it was Darryl or some delivery boy, their doorbell wasn't used at all. Usually, their "visitor" was a demon who liked to come crashing through the door. Phoebe reached the front door first and threw it open. Glenn was standing uncertainly in front of her, his hand still poised over the small button.
"Hey Glenn," she greeted warmly, tugging his arm until he walked in. Glenn smiled and glanced behind her to where Piper was standing.
"Hi, is Paige home?," he asked Piper, trying his best to ignore Phoebe, who was grinning stupidly at him. Piper shot her a look, then glanced back at Glenn.
"She is," she told him, "I'll jsut go get her." Glenn nodded appreciatively, but his expression changed when he realized he would be left alone with Phoebe. For some odd reason, Paige's older sister was staring at him as though she wanted to eat him alive. Well, it was either that or ask him a million annoying questions. Right now, he would prefer being mistaken for a meal. Piper noticed his hesitant look and dragged Phoebe along with her upstairs.
"Phoebe, can you try not to be so obvious," she hissed as they made their way down the hall. Phoebe was about to ask what she had done, but Piper knocked curtly on Paige's door, stopping any further conversation.
"What?," came the reply and Piper raised her eyebrows, clearly ready for another fight.
"Glenn's here," Phoebe answered, cutting Piper off. A groan was heard from the other side and then the door flew open.
"Great," she muttered, stalking past them. Her life really was that predictable. Inwardly, she couldn't have been more pleased, but if her sisters thought she was going to openly admit excitement, then they both had another thing coming. Piper and Phoebe trailed her downstairs, exchanging surprised looks.
Paige's heart sped up and she silently reprimanded it. "It's jsut Glenn, nothing to get all...," she thought, but when she saw him her mind went blank. Forcing a pleasant smile onto her face, she walked up to him. She struggled to stay at a normal pace and prayed he wouldn't notice her strange behavior.
"Hey, want to go do something?," he greeted. Paige nodded.
"Sure, I don't have any other plans," she told him. Glenn smiled and Paige struggled not giggle girlishly. Piper and Phoebe were taking note of her questionable reactions, so Paige hurried her exit.
"Come on, we can go have breakfast," she told him, dragging him behind her as she ploughed through the door. As she left, she thought she heard the distinct sound of laughter. Sighing, she continued to walk down the sidewalk, then halted.
"You car or mine?," she demanded.
Piper and Phoebe glanced at each other and burst out laughing as they watched their youngest sister practically run out of the Manor, taking a confused Glenn along with her.
"She's got it bad," Phoebe said knowingly, still laughing. Piper murmured her agreement.
"The look he had on his face when she walked in tells me she isn't the only one," Piper mused aloud.
"So," Phoebe began, "What do you want to do today?" Smiling, Piper thought about the question.
"Well, we need some more Wicca supplies....," she said thoughtfully. Phoebe made a disgusted face.
"Ooooh, how fun! And after that, can we have our spring cleaning session early?," Phoebe asked with feigned excitement. Piper laughed and rolled her eyes playfully.
"Fine, what do you suggest we do?," she countered. Phoebe pretended to think.
"I suggest we shop," she said a few seconds later. Piper groaned good-naturedly. She'd expected Phoebe's answer. As much as she liked shopping, she was getting fairly sick of going every free moment the two, and most of the time three, of them had.
"Alright, but only if we can stop by the shop to get some supplies," Piper relented, but Phoebe had dashed up the stairs the moment she had seen Piper would agree. Shaking her head, Piper trailed Phoebe up the stairs at a saner pace.