(A/N: I made a little mistake, if you read somewhere where it said Catholic
Hollow High, its Catholic Hollow College actually. I'm such a butthead. My
mind is wandering somewhere else, and I've been changing their ages, to match
up to what's constantly going on in my head, about Phoebe and Cole to make it
more exciting. Ok I really think this part might suck. But whatever. Enjoy!)
Cole and I sat next to each other, since usually the teacher, Mrs. Lennings
always paired us. "Oh Miss Halliwell, how about you and Mr. Thorn are partners
for now, thank you so much child. Mr. Turner you can work with Miss Lana
(Cassandra)?" Mrs. Lennings asked. "Um, couldn't I work with Miss Halliwell,
Mrs. Lennings?" Cole asked. "And Miss Lana and Mr. Thorn work together?" "My
boy, Mr. Thorn is my teacher's aid. Don't worry about Miss Halliwell. She'll
be just fine." Mrs. Lennings answered, showing Cole to his seat. "So we're
going to be working together now on?" I asked Damien. "Maybe, why do you ask?"
"Oh, just curious," I responded, clicking my pen, making sounds to Cole. In
response Cole clicked his pen back. I smiled and gave a little giggle. "Why so
happy?" Damien asked. "Oh, just sending Cole a signal." I replied.
Cassandra had pulled her seat so close to Cole, she looked as though she was
practically sitting on him. Cole moved his chair and she almost fell over. I
gave a laugh, but soon regretted it. "Miss Halliwell!" Mrs. Lenning yelled,
slamming her yard ruler down on one of the desks. I jumped and turned my
attention to Mrs. Lennings. "Is there anything funny you would like to share
with the class, Miss Halliwell?!" She said in a high-pitched tone, gripmcgd
her yard ruler hard from the temptation to whack someone over the head. "Not
really" I answered her. "Do tell anyway." She said. "Well then, I was only
laughing because 'Miss Lana' practically fell off her chair." I told her. "You
think it's amusing to watch someone fall down?" She said, narrowing her eyes.
"Depending if that person almost fell for a stupid reason." I said, narrowing
my eyes at her. "So Miss Lana did something stupid to almost make her fall?"
She shot at me. "Yes," I shot back. "Well, well, well let's try not to let
this happen again, ok?" She asked. I nodded. "Or, it'll be detention for you
young lady!" She warned, swinging her stick, barely missing a girl's head. I
nodded again.
Minutes went by and Damien was really fun to talk too. We had a project to do
together. I had to pour a certain amount of chemicals into a cup and I did it
wrong. Damien stood behind me, his hands on top of mine, his face in my face,
luckily I didn't turn my head or we'd kiss. That's how close he was to me. I
saw Cole from the corner of my eye. He looked furious. "Uh Damien, I think I
got it now." I said nicely, wiggling out of his grasp. "You sure?" He asked.
"Yes, I've done this many times." "With whom?" "Oh, with Cole, we were
partners. . ." "Oh . . . "
I looked at Cole now; he pointed to Cassandra and made strangling motions to
himself. I giggled low. I blew kisses to him and he caught them. The bell rang
finally. I gathered my things and took Cole's arm. We walked back to our
lockers. Damien of course was next to me. We had drama class next. We took out
some costumes and headed off. Damien right behind us. When we got there, Cole
and I had made up a little something. The teacher, Mr. Kreuk let us perform
things such as what we had prepared. Cole and I changed quickly to our
costumes. Then we went onto the stage floor of the classroom.
Cole sat on a chair, and I sat on another away from him. Than the performance
began. Cole looked at me with flirty eyes and I did the same. He pulled his
chair closer to mine, but not close enough. I blew kisses at him and he caught
them. Putting his hand over his heart. After that, one of the classmates
already in their costume, dressed at Cupid. The Cupid boy shot an arrow at
Cole. Cole cringed, then looked at me. Mouth fell open, and eyes widen. Of
course he was just acting as he fell in love. He pulled his chair really close
to me then kissed me on the cheek. I rolled my eyes. I got up and went to a
different chair, as I passed by he slapped my butt. I jumped and slapped him.
His eyes crossed as though he loved the hit. I walked around he followed. I
turned around he kissed me on the lips. I blushed. He grinned. Then we bowed
together. Everyone in the class clapped. It was cute. We went back to our
seats in the audience. Cole and I were wearing body suits. Instead of sitting
on a chair, I sat on Cole's lap. We joked around and giggled. We had to keep
it to a minimum so we wouldn't be separated. Damien went up next. He recited a
poem he wrote. I knew that once he started the poem it was about me. Damien
even looked at me while saying it. It sent chills up and down my spine. Cole
was getting annoyed; it was easy to get him jealous. I knew that for a fact,
since Cole's legs were shaking. I sat more back into him to make him stop.
Which he did. Cole put his arms around me protectively, until the day ended.
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(A/N: Something's gonna happen to Phoebe! Something's gonna happen to Phoebe!
And I'm not gonna tell ya, till…I have more time to write! I'll give you a
hint… It has to do with Damien)
