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Run and tell all of the angels
This could take all night
Think I need a devil
To help me get things right
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Phoebe rushed around her room, searching frantically for her watch. When she found it, she groaned. She was late for work. Again.
In the months since she'd been home, Phoebe had bounced around between employments. She was now on her third job in two months, and to make matters worse, it was already Thursday and she hadn't been on time once that week.
Taking every shortcut she knew and running quite a few stop signs, Phoebe managed to get to the office half an hour after she was supposed to be there. Her boss, Jade, was waiting for her.
"Phoebe, my office." Jade said simply.
Phoebe followed her into the small room. "I know I'm late, I'm so sorry, but you would not believe the traffic-"
"You're right, I wouldn't." Jade interrupted. "Phoebe, when I hired you, I told you I needed employees who really care about their jobs. You obviously don't-"
"Oh, but I do!" Phoebe cut in. "I really, really need this job. Please don't fire me."
Jade shook her head. "I'm sorry, Phoebe."
Phoebe left the office building, tears welling up in her eyes. Just once she'd like to be able to hold a job. She was convinced she could do it, she just hadn't found something she was interested in doing yet.
When Phoebe got down to the parking garage, she noticed a flyer on the windsheild of Prue's car. Upon closer inspection, she found that it was advertising classes for the next semester at the community college. Excitedly, Phoebe tucked the flyer into her purse. Maybe this was it. Maybe going back to school would help her figure out what she wanted to do with her life.
She drove home in a much better mood than she'd been in for a while. She couldn't wait to tell her sisters what she'd decided to do. She, Phoebe Halliwell, was going to get a college degree.
When she got home, Prue was stretched out on the couch, leaning against Andy. They were watching something on TV. Phoebe burst into the room and shut the television set off.
"Where's Piper?" she asked.
"In the kitchen with Leo, making lunch." Prue answered. "You're home early. And you're... excited. About something. Oh, God, should I be worried?"
Phoebe ignored her. "Piper! Leo, both of you, get in here!"
Piper ran in, followed by Leo. "Phoebe? What's up, honey?"
"Sit down, both of you." Phoebe ordered. She waited until they both were on the loveseat, then continued. "Okay, before you say anything, just listen. I lost my job today. No, don't say anything yet. See, I know I've kindof been bouncing around between jobs lately, and I'm not going to do that anymore. I'm... um, I've decided that I am going to go back to school."
Piper and Prue exchanged glances as Phoebe waited nervously for their reaction. Slow smiles formed on both their faces, and they jumped up to hug their younger sister.
"Honey, this is great." Prue exclaimed.
"We're so proud of you." Piper added.
The men gave the sisters a few minutes, and then congratulated Phoebe themselves.
"So, what classes are you planning to take?" Leo asked.
Phoebe shrugged. "I'm not really sure yet. I guess I should probably go down and register, shouldn't I? Prue, could you drive me?"
Prue froze. In the months since the accident, she hadn't driven once, although her sisters had bought her a new car to replace the one that had been totaled. Leo, Andy, her sisters, and even Natalie were encouraging her to get behind the wheel, but she just wasn't sure if she was ready. "Um, can't you drive yourself?"
Phoebe shook her head. "I would, but I might be a while. The time limits on those spots are pretty short, unless you've got a parking pass for the student lot, which I don't, so I don't want to leave your car there. Will you drop me off?"
Suddenly, Prue found that everyone was looking at her. For lack of any reasonable excuse, she nodded her head yes. "Um, okay. Let's go."
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A/N: Next chapter: Prue's first turn behind the wheel since the accident. Will she be able to get herself through it, or will she have a major panic attack? Find out whenever I decide to update, which will be a lot sooner if you people review. No, that wasn't supposed to be subtle.
~from the song "Learn to Fly" by the Foo Fighters~
Run and tell all of the angels
This could take all night
Think I need a devil
To help me get things right
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Phoebe rushed around her room, searching frantically for her watch. When she found it, she groaned. She was late for work. Again.
In the months since she'd been home, Phoebe had bounced around between employments. She was now on her third job in two months, and to make matters worse, it was already Thursday and she hadn't been on time once that week.
Taking every shortcut she knew and running quite a few stop signs, Phoebe managed to get to the office half an hour after she was supposed to be there. Her boss, Jade, was waiting for her.
"Phoebe, my office." Jade said simply.
Phoebe followed her into the small room. "I know I'm late, I'm so sorry, but you would not believe the traffic-"
"You're right, I wouldn't." Jade interrupted. "Phoebe, when I hired you, I told you I needed employees who really care about their jobs. You obviously don't-"
"Oh, but I do!" Phoebe cut in. "I really, really need this job. Please don't fire me."
Jade shook her head. "I'm sorry, Phoebe."
Phoebe left the office building, tears welling up in her eyes. Just once she'd like to be able to hold a job. She was convinced she could do it, she just hadn't found something she was interested in doing yet.
When Phoebe got down to the parking garage, she noticed a flyer on the windsheild of Prue's car. Upon closer inspection, she found that it was advertising classes for the next semester at the community college. Excitedly, Phoebe tucked the flyer into her purse. Maybe this was it. Maybe going back to school would help her figure out what she wanted to do with her life.
She drove home in a much better mood than she'd been in for a while. She couldn't wait to tell her sisters what she'd decided to do. She, Phoebe Halliwell, was going to get a college degree.
When she got home, Prue was stretched out on the couch, leaning against Andy. They were watching something on TV. Phoebe burst into the room and shut the television set off.
"Where's Piper?" she asked.
"In the kitchen with Leo, making lunch." Prue answered. "You're home early. And you're... excited. About something. Oh, God, should I be worried?"
Phoebe ignored her. "Piper! Leo, both of you, get in here!"
Piper ran in, followed by Leo. "Phoebe? What's up, honey?"
"Sit down, both of you." Phoebe ordered. She waited until they both were on the loveseat, then continued. "Okay, before you say anything, just listen. I lost my job today. No, don't say anything yet. See, I know I've kindof been bouncing around between jobs lately, and I'm not going to do that anymore. I'm... um, I've decided that I am going to go back to school."
Piper and Prue exchanged glances as Phoebe waited nervously for their reaction. Slow smiles formed on both their faces, and they jumped up to hug their younger sister.
"Honey, this is great." Prue exclaimed.
"We're so proud of you." Piper added.
The men gave the sisters a few minutes, and then congratulated Phoebe themselves.
"So, what classes are you planning to take?" Leo asked.
Phoebe shrugged. "I'm not really sure yet. I guess I should probably go down and register, shouldn't I? Prue, could you drive me?"
Prue froze. In the months since the accident, she hadn't driven once, although her sisters had bought her a new car to replace the one that had been totaled. Leo, Andy, her sisters, and even Natalie were encouraging her to get behind the wheel, but she just wasn't sure if she was ready. "Um, can't you drive yourself?"
Phoebe shook her head. "I would, but I might be a while. The time limits on those spots are pretty short, unless you've got a parking pass for the student lot, which I don't, so I don't want to leave your car there. Will you drop me off?"
Suddenly, Prue found that everyone was looking at her. For lack of any reasonable excuse, she nodded her head yes. "Um, okay. Let's go."
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A/N: Next chapter: Prue's first turn behind the wheel since the accident. Will she be able to get herself through it, or will she have a major panic attack? Find out whenever I decide to update, which will be a lot sooner if you people review. No, that wasn't supposed to be subtle.
~from the song "Learn to Fly" by the Foo Fighters~