Toxic Chapter 1 Rebellious, a charmed fanfic

Hi this is my Sixth fanfic and I hope you enjoy it. Please read and review I'd be very grateful, I love to hear what you think of my stories, it inspires me to write more.

Other Titles, by me:

- A past not long forgotten

- Young Love, Forbidden

- Keep in the family

- Lessons in Love

- Everything Changes

Teen Fic: Phoebe is always being bossed around and is sick of it, she is the youngest and the rebellious one, but one day when she makes a break for it she meets Cole a charmingly handsome stranger that she can't help but get into. P/C* R&R

Ages: Prue - 24, Piper - 21, Phoebe - 18 and Cole - 100 and something

Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or any of it's characters, any others that are not in charmed on the other hand are mine. But this story does happen to be mine and my own idea.

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Toxic … Chapter 1 (Rebellious)

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Why was everyone always on her case? Everyone always seemed to want to piss her off, what was it with pissing Phoebe off? Huh? But then again it wasn't as if the; mirror was going to tell her it's not as if she was that delusional. Ever since Piper had graduated she had been pressured into everything and in her opinion it was just not fair. She was her own person she was the one that would make all of the life acting decisions, after all it was her life and she was entitled to live it the way she wanted, if she wanted to run away with some fit guy on a bike she would, if she wanted to dye her hair black she would do it, if she wanted to be a Goth she would do it. It was her life not theirs. Grams had always been disappointed with her it was always the way it had been, Phoebe had reckoned it had been that way since her mother died, well not interlay. After all she was only a baby then, it could have been when she started to change into a woman, yep that was it she could remember now. It was when she had 'developed' into an more mature young lady as Grams like to say. Bless her she did try but she couldn't help but, but in. Her grades weren't that bad they were just … different from Piper's. Piper had always been the smart one, Prue the popular one and me Phoebe she thought to herself I'm the problem child. But then again there had to be differences between them somehow, after all they couldn't be the same that was way to freaky to think of, for the obvious reasons. Phoebe had change a lot since childhood and was very different to her sisters. Phoebe had medium length, chestnut, golly hair. She was small build and was what Grams would called blessed in the breast area. Phoebe liked the way she looked, and didn't intend to change … anything else. She should be aloud to change her body however she liked. That's what had caused all of the arguments, just because she had decided to go out and get a tattoo didn't mean anything besides the fact she likes art, yeah that was it she liked art, body art that was. And it was only on her wrist and might she add extremely painful, it was just like a bracelet just a permanent one. But an awfully pretty one. Honestly it was not fair this was not worth being grounded for it's not as if she had went against her grandmother, after all she didn't even ask so how could she have. God why did she have to be nasty, she wasn't doing anything to Grams just herself. And she should be able to take care of herself after all she was eighteen in England they were aloud to drink at that age and were practically adults and what was she classified as? Huh? A child, that what a bloody child. Honestly she was old enough it's not as if she'd done it against the law, it was just her Grams. She was the one with a problem with it. Just because she was the youngest didn't mean she should hold back one what she wants to do it's just not fair. Why not Piper? After all she was the one that stayed in all the time as it was or at least did ever since she went to college she was a bit more social, but then again that had nothing to do with it, oh god why her? Damn why her? Oh hell she wasn't going to stay here to be ridiculed and what not, she was going out. Sure she was grounded but stuff it, she wasn't going to stick round if she was going to be treated like a child she eighteen for Christ sake! It was time for some fun.

"I'm going to have fun!" She declared as she quickly pulled off her red sweater and jeans, and replaced them with a tight black figure hugging top and trousers. Quickly putting on her boots she put a hunk of pillows and bedclothes under the bed sheets. Then rushing towards the window she turned the light off and slipped though the crack in the window, leaving it open just a fracture so she could get back in. She was going to make something f herself with or without their help, but for know she was gonna have fun and she was not in the position to take prisoners. Tonight was her night! She thought as she crept behind the house on onto the street-lighted pathway. She was gonna let loose no matter what and who knows she might even make a friend in it all, she thought with a smile dispersing across her face.

"Yeah this will do fine" She said to herself as she entered the bar, it was a dank place but very good for the state of mind she was in, very good indeed. Entering the doorway she looked around for a few seconds, she got a few looks her way but nothing worth bothering about. Going up to the bar she sat on a bar stool and relaxed her feet as she sat down. She had walked five blocks but this was certainly worth it she thought to herself, she needed this the peace of a chatty room with the sound of balls clanking as the banged against the pool cues. This was the atmosphere she had been looking for she had wanted this. Hanging out at a place full of people whom didn't want to talk to her, or more to the point bother her. Yep this was how she wanted it, this was her time and she was going to use it wisely after all when she got found out and believe me she thought to herself, she always did. For all she knew Grams was waiting in her bedroom for her return, but then again she might be waiting downstairs today Grams was always crafty in her tactics for making her either confess or completely dob herself in. And in her opinion it was very effective, jeeze she had lost count on how many times she had be done that way, but lately she was doing very well. She had manage to advance most of her recent attempts, and she was going to do it this time as well everything was going she'd be free in no time. But then again she could only hope.

"Hello"

She turned around to see an handsome guy with dark, oak brown hair and rich brown eyes. She had to admit he had some nerve after the day she'd had, but then again he was appealing he was very handsome, the darkness in his eyes intrigued her.

"Hello?"

"Oh please mind my manners I'm Cole"

"Oh please your manners have nothing to do with it" she said with a smile as she flickered her eyelashes. With that a smile spread along his fiery features. And what cute features they were, she thought to herself as he sat on the stool next to her.

"I believe I've told you my name, may I have yours"

"mmm, I'm Phoebe"

"Phoebe, what beautiful name, but then again it is very suitable for that of a goddess." He said smiling his naughty smile, know that she liked someone who wasn't afraid to not only be themselves, but be playful too, and no matter what anyone said they were playful deep inside, everyone had it but it just happened not everyone showed that side. She wasn't one of them though. She would gladly show her true colours after all she was young, probably younger then he suspected but that was just access info.

"You are a flatterer"

"Well I'll stop if you want me to"

"I didn't say that, remember flattery will get you everywhere" She said still smile and licking her lips, slowly.

"thanks for the advice"

"Don't mention it, but please you must be more greatful then that"

"Oh believe me I am" he said just inches away from her face, and then slowly reaching over her he placed his moist lips on her rough lips. He truly knew how to thank someone Phoebe thought happily, and showing her appreciation she kissed him back. Caressing he lips he invaded them with his tongue and then drew apart. He just looked at her.

"I hope to see you again Phoebe" he said very pleased with himself, almost as he was the cat that got the cream. And with that she got up and headed slowly towards the door.

"Tomorrow, Phoebe"

"Tomorrow"

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