A/N- Thank you to everyone who reviewed this. I know this chapter is mostly
them talking, but I'm planning on something a little more exciting for the
next chapter.
Disclaimer- They don't belong to me, I'm just borrowing.
Chapter 4-Conversations
Rachel sat in the magic school library, staring impatiently at the clock. Where are they? She wondered, looking at the door again. I wonder if they know anything new.
She jumped to her feet as Chris walked through the door.
"Hey, did you find out anything else?" she asked her cousin as he walked over to her.
"Nope, nothing," Chris answered her. "Where are Wyatt and Pamela?"
"They should be here any minute," Rachel said, looking up at the clock again.
"Hey Rachel! hi Chris!" a happy voice sang from behind them. They turned around to find Maggie Brown, a girl in Rachel's grade who was famous for her extremely sunny personality.
"Hi Maggie," Rachel said, trying to hide her annoyance. Maggie could be a little too much to handle sometimes, especially at such a hard time.
"Are you guys waiting for someone?" Maggie asked, looking around the library.
"Just my brother and my other cousin," Chris answered, taking another look at the door.
"Oh, okay," Maggie shrugged. "I haven't seen them. Hey, have you too heard about the big meeting?"
"What big meeting?" Rachel asked.
"The one between the Elders and the United Nations. They're going to meet and discuss magic and stuff. It's all over school!" Maggie told them excitedly.
Just then, Wyatt and Pamela raced into the library. Ignoring the annoyed look they got from Mrs. White, the librarian, they ran over to the three.
"Sorry we're late," Wyatt panted. "Brian was telling me and Amber about something he heard from a senior. Did you guys hear about the--"
"Meeting? Yeah, Maggie just told us, the Elders and the United Nations are going to meet to plan what's going to happen," Chris interrupted.
"Not only that!" Pamela exclaimed. "They already made some decisions. We couldn't stay to hear all of them because we realized we were late coming here, but they want to visit the school!"
"This school?" Chris asked.
"No Chris, the magical tap dancing school," Pamela said, rolling her eyes. "Of course this school!"
"Wow, wait 'till Leslie hear this!" Maggie exclaimed. "Bye!"
They all watched as she ran off to find her best friend.
"Can't say I'm going to miss her," Rachel muttered under her breath. Her cousins rolled their eyes, but they all knew better then to say anything. Everyone in the whole school knew Maggie often bothered Rachel for details about her family, such as how her mother and aunts defeated whatever demon they happened to be studying in class that week. Plus, Maggie's super-nice personality made it impossible for anyone to get mad at her.
"Moving on," Wyatt said, walking over to a nearby table and putting his backpack down. "We should decide what we're going to do now.
"I guess we should wait here and find out more about what's going on," Pamela reasoned, sitting down next to him.
"We can't," Rachel said, as she fell into the third seat. "Aunt Piper will worry if we're not home on time. Besides, all our friends from the neighborhood will be banging on the door soon!
"They don't know we're witches," Pamela pointed out in confusion.
"No, but I get what Rach is trying to say," Wyatt explained. "They all know we go to some weird school they've never heard of, they never see us leave the house in the morning to get to it, Aunt Paige wears long, black robes for a work uniform, at this school, and let's not forget all the weird stuff we do, like floating things, or exploding things."
"And all the unsolved cases under our files," Pamela added, finally seeing her cousins' reasoning."
Chris had been silent through all of this, which was not surprising. He was always more like Leo, thinking problems out before he jumped into things, like his brother and cousins. Now, he stood in front of the small table and glared at his family.
"None of you are thinking carefully about this," Chris accused. The others sat silently, waiting for him to continue. "We need to know more about this. Mom and the other adults won't let anyone in. We just need to be calm, and work this out."
As the others sat and thought about what Chris had said, Paige hurried into the room.
"There you are!" she exclaimed. "Where have you all been? Piper and Leo called. They want us all home immediately."
Realizing they couldn't argue with Paige, the four kids started walking toward the door that led to the Halliwell Manor. When they reached it Chris, who had been leading the small group, took out his key and opened the door. He instantly felt the familiar feeling of being pushed into a bunch of coats. The family never actually kept anything important in the closet, it was mostly to store things that weren't needed, which also provided an excellent cover for the door, in case any nosy neighbors were poking around. Chris pushed aside the layer of coats in the usual place, between the ugly green one Phoebe had gotten as a birthday present from a friend from work a few years back, and the red one with the huge, gold buttons that had been Grams'. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw his mother pacing the foyer nervously.
"Hi Mom," Chris said, walking forward so the others could get out.
Piper looked up, the relief showing on her face as she saw her son come out of the closet.
"I was hoping you would get here soon," she said, glancing over her shoulder at the door as she spoke. "There have been people knocking all day, and I don't think I can hold them off much longer!"
Chris had just enough time to notice Rachel's smug smile before the doorbell rang...
Disclaimer- They don't belong to me, I'm just borrowing.
Chapter 4-Conversations
Rachel sat in the magic school library, staring impatiently at the clock. Where are they? She wondered, looking at the door again. I wonder if they know anything new.
She jumped to her feet as Chris walked through the door.
"Hey, did you find out anything else?" she asked her cousin as he walked over to her.
"Nope, nothing," Chris answered her. "Where are Wyatt and Pamela?"
"They should be here any minute," Rachel said, looking up at the clock again.
"Hey Rachel! hi Chris!" a happy voice sang from behind them. They turned around to find Maggie Brown, a girl in Rachel's grade who was famous for her extremely sunny personality.
"Hi Maggie," Rachel said, trying to hide her annoyance. Maggie could be a little too much to handle sometimes, especially at such a hard time.
"Are you guys waiting for someone?" Maggie asked, looking around the library.
"Just my brother and my other cousin," Chris answered, taking another look at the door.
"Oh, okay," Maggie shrugged. "I haven't seen them. Hey, have you too heard about the big meeting?"
"What big meeting?" Rachel asked.
"The one between the Elders and the United Nations. They're going to meet and discuss magic and stuff. It's all over school!" Maggie told them excitedly.
Just then, Wyatt and Pamela raced into the library. Ignoring the annoyed look they got from Mrs. White, the librarian, they ran over to the three.
"Sorry we're late," Wyatt panted. "Brian was telling me and Amber about something he heard from a senior. Did you guys hear about the--"
"Meeting? Yeah, Maggie just told us, the Elders and the United Nations are going to meet to plan what's going to happen," Chris interrupted.
"Not only that!" Pamela exclaimed. "They already made some decisions. We couldn't stay to hear all of them because we realized we were late coming here, but they want to visit the school!"
"This school?" Chris asked.
"No Chris, the magical tap dancing school," Pamela said, rolling her eyes. "Of course this school!"
"Wow, wait 'till Leslie hear this!" Maggie exclaimed. "Bye!"
They all watched as she ran off to find her best friend.
"Can't say I'm going to miss her," Rachel muttered under her breath. Her cousins rolled their eyes, but they all knew better then to say anything. Everyone in the whole school knew Maggie often bothered Rachel for details about her family, such as how her mother and aunts defeated whatever demon they happened to be studying in class that week. Plus, Maggie's super-nice personality made it impossible for anyone to get mad at her.
"Moving on," Wyatt said, walking over to a nearby table and putting his backpack down. "We should decide what we're going to do now.
"I guess we should wait here and find out more about what's going on," Pamela reasoned, sitting down next to him.
"We can't," Rachel said, as she fell into the third seat. "Aunt Piper will worry if we're not home on time. Besides, all our friends from the neighborhood will be banging on the door soon!
"They don't know we're witches," Pamela pointed out in confusion.
"No, but I get what Rach is trying to say," Wyatt explained. "They all know we go to some weird school they've never heard of, they never see us leave the house in the morning to get to it, Aunt Paige wears long, black robes for a work uniform, at this school, and let's not forget all the weird stuff we do, like floating things, or exploding things."
"And all the unsolved cases under our files," Pamela added, finally seeing her cousins' reasoning."
Chris had been silent through all of this, which was not surprising. He was always more like Leo, thinking problems out before he jumped into things, like his brother and cousins. Now, he stood in front of the small table and glared at his family.
"None of you are thinking carefully about this," Chris accused. The others sat silently, waiting for him to continue. "We need to know more about this. Mom and the other adults won't let anyone in. We just need to be calm, and work this out."
As the others sat and thought about what Chris had said, Paige hurried into the room.
"There you are!" she exclaimed. "Where have you all been? Piper and Leo called. They want us all home immediately."
Realizing they couldn't argue with Paige, the four kids started walking toward the door that led to the Halliwell Manor. When they reached it Chris, who had been leading the small group, took out his key and opened the door. He instantly felt the familiar feeling of being pushed into a bunch of coats. The family never actually kept anything important in the closet, it was mostly to store things that weren't needed, which also provided an excellent cover for the door, in case any nosy neighbors were poking around. Chris pushed aside the layer of coats in the usual place, between the ugly green one Phoebe had gotten as a birthday present from a friend from work a few years back, and the red one with the huge, gold buttons that had been Grams'. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw his mother pacing the foyer nervously.
"Hi Mom," Chris said, walking forward so the others could get out.
Piper looked up, the relief showing on her face as she saw her son come out of the closet.
"I was hoping you would get here soon," she said, glancing over her shoulder at the door as she spoke. "There have been people knocking all day, and I don't think I can hold them off much longer!"
Chris had just enough time to notice Rachel's smug smile before the doorbell rang...