( A.N. : Sorry it's taken me months to update, but I've been busy with my
Harry Potter FanFic...Anyhoo, I was watching Charmed today and felt
inspired, so, here it goes..Very short, will update as soon as Ive done my
essay.....)
Flash forward 2 years : Andy is dead, Piper and Leo are married, Cole is still around...Prue has just spoken with Death. Paris is now a 16 year old girl, still grieving for her father. Having seen horrors befall her family over the past few years, and some good things, including meeting her grandparents and great-grandparent, Paris has dropped out of high school, against Prues wishes, to concentrate on her powers, so that she can help when the Source finally comes to them...However, her dedication towards her magic wavers when she meets a guy that she likes....
Paris walked through the Halliwell Manor door. On her watch it was just past 1am. Using her power to become "ghost like", Paris had often snuck in this way. Her powers had grown tremendously over the past 3 months since she dropped out of high school. To start off with, that was all Paris has cared about...Then, around a week ago, she met someone....
~* 1 Week Ago*~
Her jeans riding low on her curvy hips, a light green t-shirt on that brought out the dark green in her eyes, and her denim jacket thrown on over, Paris made the usual walk to the Starbucks in town.
The hot summer had given way to a warm autumn, and it was nice weather for the end of September. She stepped out into the road and was almost knocked over by a guy on a motorbike. Her reflexes, (taught to her by Aunt Phoebe) made her jump backwards at the last second.
"Rude much?!" Paris shouted, pushing her elbow length dark brown hair from her face and feeling herself redden as the motorbike pulled to a stop at the side of the road.
The guy got off the motorbike and took his helmet off, and began striding towards Paris.
"Oh...My...Goddess..." Paris muttered as she saw the guys face. Tangled brown hair, long but not girly long, piercing dark blue eyes...Paris felt herself tremble. She smiled to herself as he walked over.
"Be careful, you might bang into me while you walk past me." said Paris as he stood a few feet in front of her. From here she could see that he had killer cheekbones, and was around 18 or 19 in age.
Flash forward 2 years : Andy is dead, Piper and Leo are married, Cole is still around...Prue has just spoken with Death. Paris is now a 16 year old girl, still grieving for her father. Having seen horrors befall her family over the past few years, and some good things, including meeting her grandparents and great-grandparent, Paris has dropped out of high school, against Prues wishes, to concentrate on her powers, so that she can help when the Source finally comes to them...However, her dedication towards her magic wavers when she meets a guy that she likes....
Paris walked through the Halliwell Manor door. On her watch it was just past 1am. Using her power to become "ghost like", Paris had often snuck in this way. Her powers had grown tremendously over the past 3 months since she dropped out of high school. To start off with, that was all Paris has cared about...Then, around a week ago, she met someone....
~* 1 Week Ago*~
Her jeans riding low on her curvy hips, a light green t-shirt on that brought out the dark green in her eyes, and her denim jacket thrown on over, Paris made the usual walk to the Starbucks in town.
The hot summer had given way to a warm autumn, and it was nice weather for the end of September. She stepped out into the road and was almost knocked over by a guy on a motorbike. Her reflexes, (taught to her by Aunt Phoebe) made her jump backwards at the last second.
"Rude much?!" Paris shouted, pushing her elbow length dark brown hair from her face and feeling herself redden as the motorbike pulled to a stop at the side of the road.
The guy got off the motorbike and took his helmet off, and began striding towards Paris.
"Oh...My...Goddess..." Paris muttered as she saw the guys face. Tangled brown hair, long but not girly long, piercing dark blue eyes...Paris felt herself tremble. She smiled to herself as he walked over.
"Be careful, you might bang into me while you walk past me." said Paris as he stood a few feet in front of her. From here she could see that he had killer cheekbones, and was around 18 or 19 in age.