Chapter 3
A couple of weeks have past since the incident; Phoebe was no longer the laughing stock at school. Things were going smoothly, up until Jade reminded her about Cole's birthday bash.
"So, so?" Jade giddily asked as she leaned against Phoebe's locker, obviously had been waiting for her, as Phoebe made a pit stop at her locker before going to class.
"So what?" Phoebe asked, as if she had no idea what Jade was so happy about.
"The party!" She answered matter-of-factly. She was astonished by Phoebe's lack of memory.
"Oh, um, yeah," Phoebe uttered lowly as she looked down at her feet. She then quickly looked up and replied, "I'm thinking no."
"What?!" Jade inquired in outrage. "No, no. You…you HAVE to go."
"No," Phoebe said, "I DON'T have to go." She gently pushed Jade away from her locker so she could have access to it. She unlocked it and piled her book and binder on her books and binders. She closed it and turned to Jade, who had a shocked expression on her face.
"You're not serious." Jade hurtfully retorted. "You know how long I've been waiting to be invited to this party—"
"Two weeks?" Phoebe interrupted with a cocky smile.
"That's not the point Phoebe." Jade fumed, "I was hoping that I could use your support there; but I guess I'm not." As she has said that, she shook her head in disbelief and disgust and left without saying another word.
Phoebe watched as her best friend left abruptly. She lightly frowned then turned to walk to her class. In her mind she thought if Jade can't accept her decision then screw her. After all Jade did ask, which implied Phoebe had her freedom to decide whether to go or not. And she chose not to. She didn't understand why Jade made such a big fuse over a party. For goodness's sake, it was a party! It was not the end of the world. And the fact that she was going just to see a boy amused Phoebe. It was like she had nothing better to do than to go after some boy. It was so degrading!
As Phoebe stepped into her 6th period she scanned the room observantly choosing her seat for the day wisely. Somewhere where the teacher won't think that she was sheltering herself from her views, where it wouldn't be rowdy or crowded, where she wouldn't get distracted.
Spotting an empty seat on the third row by the window, she smiled and took the seat. Delighted by her new seat, she breathed in a fresh breath of air and stared out at the luscious green grassland. She felt good about herself for telling Jade no. Phoebe just didn't view things as deeply as Jade did. Guys were the least of her worries. She had no intention of getting a boyfriend, and she would get irritated when she saw people, especially her best friend, fall head over heels for a guy. It was just too superficial.
Phoebe continued to sit there, lost in her own reasoning; forgetting her surroundings. She hadn't even noticed the tardy bell rang. She leaned her head against her palm which had been supported by her elbow propping upon the wooden desk. She looked around and it struck her as strange how a room can completely different look at a different angle. Her eyes then soon laid on the Algebra teacher who was clasping her hands together as she spoke to the class. She listened for a few minutes, amazed at herself that she caught one of the most important parts to solving an equation. She continued to listen through out the class, even caught what the homework was; surprised at herself for once she had finally done something the teacher has been wanting her to do. She then realized listening wasn't as hard as she thought. You just have to listen with a clear conscience and be at peace with your mind.
Exiting the class with a relaxed mind, Phoebe took and enjoyed her time walking to her locker. She felt uplifted and happy…and then there was Jade, who walked past Phoebe with an austere look on her way as she moved along with the crowd. Phoebe followed Jade's silhouette until she disappeared down the hall. Her new profound spirit suddenly died down, flowing out of her body. She now didn't know what to think; she just stood there with an unreadable expression. She turned her book into her locker and walked herself to class.
Now, the guilt has gotten to her. She hated it when that happened. It always made her back down on her own position.
Entering the class room slowly she spotted Cole, who was already in his seat listening to Hannah chatting away.
Phoebe walked down the row passing Cole. He gave her a suggestive glance and flashed her a mischievous smile.
She looked at Cole cautiously not knowing how to react. Should she return his smile? Should she say something? Should she just ignore him? What?! Before she could react Cole had already turned his "attention" back to Hannah. Phoebe continued staring at the back of his head for a few good seconds, until Hannah, the notorious chatterbox snapped her out of her trail of thought.
"What are you looking at, dork?" She disgustingly bellowed, throwing an ugly look Phoebe's way.
Just as she said that, Cole quickly swirled around to get a glimpse of Phoebe's reaction. He has found this to be quite entertaining.
"Certainly not at you!" Phoebe quickly spat back mimicking Hannah's look, earning her another one of Cole's charming smile.
Hannah scoffed, rolled her eyes, and turned her attention back to Cole.
"Cole!" Hannah shrieked like a lost little girl for her Mommy.
A sudden rush of goose bumps popped up and down Phoebe's arms, and the tiny hairs on the nape of her neck stood up as Hannah's voice settled inside her ears.
Phoebe shivered nauseatingly while making a throw up face. She took a quick glance at Cole's direction to see if he was obeying his "master".
"Are you even listening to me?" She whined obnoxiously.
"Yeah." Cole replied rather quickly, knowing the question was bound to come.
"Well, good." Hannah said, "I'm glad you weren't distracted by the little intruder over there." As that said, she threw Phoebe another one of her repulsive glares.
Phoebe looked up and smiled endearingly, "Do you know what you remind me of?" She inquired nicely.
"What?" Hannah asked and flipped her hair, staring at Phoebe with an attitude.
"My bitch!" Phoebe answered gleefully, "She does the exact same face as you did just now whenever strangers pass by." To make it more amusing, Phoebe smiled from cheek to cheek and bobbed her head from side to side mocking one of Hannah's annoying grins
Jumping out of her seat, Hannah's face was consumed with madness, her cheeks flushed scarlet red and her eyes were beaming with hatred. Suddenly, she let out a roar, "You—"
"Shove it!" Phoebe interrupted.
"Miss Hannah," the teacher warned. "sit down."
"But—"
"I don't care. Sit down."
Phoebe smiled inwardly to herself, satisfied with what she had done. Not only did she entertain herself, she's got Cole's attention as well.
Laughing hysterically, he held onto his stomach tightly as he fell over the desk getting a kick out of himself.
An angry Hannah glared at Cole with anger and snapped at him, "What are you laughing at?"
Cole held is tongue and shook his head while holding in his laughter.
Hannah scoffed and ignored everyone for the rest of the class.
Whereas Phoebe thought about Jade and how she would love it when Phoebe would tell her about Hannah. Though it wouldn't be as funny since Jade was mad at her. For every other person, Phoebe could just say "screw them" and get over it, however Jade was the only person that Phoebe could sway for. Jade was the only one that understood Phoebe well enough to read her from the inside out. Sometimes they even joked about marrying each other since they already knew what the other knew. They don't have to hint each other about gifts for the holidays or birthdays.
Lost deep inside her mind, Phoebe hadn't noticed Cole slipped her a note while Hannah wasn't looking. Cole lightly tapped on her desk then turned his attention back to the teacher.
Returning back to reality, Phoebe looked down at her desk and found the note. She looked up curiously at Cole, who slightly turned his head and winked at her.
She bit her bottom lip warily before opening the note. She slowly opened the note and read it…word for word: "Hey, loved what you did to Hannah. Why don't you come to my birthday bash tonight? It'll be awesome. 4609 Hem St." And it ended with a wink.
Phoebe winced at the note; her mind was going in all directions. She didn't know what to think. She was personally invited to Cole Turner's party by Cole Turner himself. She was flattered by his invitation and also his amusement toward her comments to Hannah.
She smiled to herself and fumbled with the note until the bell rang. Hastily jumping out of her seat, she shoved her stuff in her backpack and ran for the door. Excited to tell Jade about the invitation, she suddenly stopped herself and played back the little feud they had earlier. She didn't want to back down about her thought of going to the party just for a guy, but that was what she wanted to do. Before she could come up with a reason to tell Jade about her change of heart Jade quickly past by.
"Jade." Phoebe called catching up to her.
Jade completely ignored her and continued walking; Phoebe let out a sign of compunction and ran up to Jade and grabbed her back.
"I'm sorry," she began "about this morning."
"I don't need a pity apology." Jade austerely replied, taking her arm back.
"It's not," Phoebe answered, tentatively, "I know how you feel now."
"About what?" She baffled.
"Jason." Phoebe uttered, "You know how analytical I am, right?"
"Yeah--"
"Well, I tend to over analyze a lot of things."
"Where is this going?" Jade butted in, impatiently.
"You know Cole Turner right?" Phoebe asked, rhetorically. "What am I asking, of course you do! Ok the point is, he invited me to the party and I really want to go, and I want you to be there for me like you wanted me to be there for you."
"So…you're saying…"
"I understand how you feel now."
Suddenly Jade let out a big laugh which surprised Phoebe.
"Are you kidding me with this?" Jade queried in astonishment.
"What?" Phoebe was dumbfounded by Jade's question.
"Is Phoebe Halliwell finally realizing her thoughts shouldn't overshadow her judgment?"
"Uh," Phoebe murmured, "that's not what I'm saying here"
"I think you are."
"Well, whatever. Either way, if you still want me to come, I will-- for you, not…not Cole. Maybe a little for him."
"Yeah, I do want you to come." Jade said, giving Phoebe a lopsided smile.
"Great!" Phoebe let out a sigh of relief. "Now for my amazing story about my encounter with Miss Chatterbox."
"Who?"
"Hannah."
"Oh." Jade uttered as they walked off together down the hallway with Phoebe enlightening her with her story.
A couple of weeks have past since the incident; Phoebe was no longer the laughing stock at school. Things were going smoothly, up until Jade reminded her about Cole's birthday bash.
"So, so?" Jade giddily asked as she leaned against Phoebe's locker, obviously had been waiting for her, as Phoebe made a pit stop at her locker before going to class.
"So what?" Phoebe asked, as if she had no idea what Jade was so happy about.
"The party!" She answered matter-of-factly. She was astonished by Phoebe's lack of memory.
"Oh, um, yeah," Phoebe uttered lowly as she looked down at her feet. She then quickly looked up and replied, "I'm thinking no."
"What?!" Jade inquired in outrage. "No, no. You…you HAVE to go."
"No," Phoebe said, "I DON'T have to go." She gently pushed Jade away from her locker so she could have access to it. She unlocked it and piled her book and binder on her books and binders. She closed it and turned to Jade, who had a shocked expression on her face.
"You're not serious." Jade hurtfully retorted. "You know how long I've been waiting to be invited to this party—"
"Two weeks?" Phoebe interrupted with a cocky smile.
"That's not the point Phoebe." Jade fumed, "I was hoping that I could use your support there; but I guess I'm not." As she has said that, she shook her head in disbelief and disgust and left without saying another word.
Phoebe watched as her best friend left abruptly. She lightly frowned then turned to walk to her class. In her mind she thought if Jade can't accept her decision then screw her. After all Jade did ask, which implied Phoebe had her freedom to decide whether to go or not. And she chose not to. She didn't understand why Jade made such a big fuse over a party. For goodness's sake, it was a party! It was not the end of the world. And the fact that she was going just to see a boy amused Phoebe. It was like she had nothing better to do than to go after some boy. It was so degrading!
As Phoebe stepped into her 6th period she scanned the room observantly choosing her seat for the day wisely. Somewhere where the teacher won't think that she was sheltering herself from her views, where it wouldn't be rowdy or crowded, where she wouldn't get distracted.
Spotting an empty seat on the third row by the window, she smiled and took the seat. Delighted by her new seat, she breathed in a fresh breath of air and stared out at the luscious green grassland. She felt good about herself for telling Jade no. Phoebe just didn't view things as deeply as Jade did. Guys were the least of her worries. She had no intention of getting a boyfriend, and she would get irritated when she saw people, especially her best friend, fall head over heels for a guy. It was just too superficial.
Phoebe continued to sit there, lost in her own reasoning; forgetting her surroundings. She hadn't even noticed the tardy bell rang. She leaned her head against her palm which had been supported by her elbow propping upon the wooden desk. She looked around and it struck her as strange how a room can completely different look at a different angle. Her eyes then soon laid on the Algebra teacher who was clasping her hands together as she spoke to the class. She listened for a few minutes, amazed at herself that she caught one of the most important parts to solving an equation. She continued to listen through out the class, even caught what the homework was; surprised at herself for once she had finally done something the teacher has been wanting her to do. She then realized listening wasn't as hard as she thought. You just have to listen with a clear conscience and be at peace with your mind.
Exiting the class with a relaxed mind, Phoebe took and enjoyed her time walking to her locker. She felt uplifted and happy…and then there was Jade, who walked past Phoebe with an austere look on her way as she moved along with the crowd. Phoebe followed Jade's silhouette until she disappeared down the hall. Her new profound spirit suddenly died down, flowing out of her body. She now didn't know what to think; she just stood there with an unreadable expression. She turned her book into her locker and walked herself to class.
Now, the guilt has gotten to her. She hated it when that happened. It always made her back down on her own position.
Entering the class room slowly she spotted Cole, who was already in his seat listening to Hannah chatting away.
Phoebe walked down the row passing Cole. He gave her a suggestive glance and flashed her a mischievous smile.
She looked at Cole cautiously not knowing how to react. Should she return his smile? Should she say something? Should she just ignore him? What?! Before she could react Cole had already turned his "attention" back to Hannah. Phoebe continued staring at the back of his head for a few good seconds, until Hannah, the notorious chatterbox snapped her out of her trail of thought.
"What are you looking at, dork?" She disgustingly bellowed, throwing an ugly look Phoebe's way.
Just as she said that, Cole quickly swirled around to get a glimpse of Phoebe's reaction. He has found this to be quite entertaining.
"Certainly not at you!" Phoebe quickly spat back mimicking Hannah's look, earning her another one of Cole's charming smile.
Hannah scoffed, rolled her eyes, and turned her attention back to Cole.
"Cole!" Hannah shrieked like a lost little girl for her Mommy.
A sudden rush of goose bumps popped up and down Phoebe's arms, and the tiny hairs on the nape of her neck stood up as Hannah's voice settled inside her ears.
Phoebe shivered nauseatingly while making a throw up face. She took a quick glance at Cole's direction to see if he was obeying his "master".
"Are you even listening to me?" She whined obnoxiously.
"Yeah." Cole replied rather quickly, knowing the question was bound to come.
"Well, good." Hannah said, "I'm glad you weren't distracted by the little intruder over there." As that said, she threw Phoebe another one of her repulsive glares.
Phoebe looked up and smiled endearingly, "Do you know what you remind me of?" She inquired nicely.
"What?" Hannah asked and flipped her hair, staring at Phoebe with an attitude.
"My bitch!" Phoebe answered gleefully, "She does the exact same face as you did just now whenever strangers pass by." To make it more amusing, Phoebe smiled from cheek to cheek and bobbed her head from side to side mocking one of Hannah's annoying grins
Jumping out of her seat, Hannah's face was consumed with madness, her cheeks flushed scarlet red and her eyes were beaming with hatred. Suddenly, she let out a roar, "You—"
"Shove it!" Phoebe interrupted.
"Miss Hannah," the teacher warned. "sit down."
"But—"
"I don't care. Sit down."
Phoebe smiled inwardly to herself, satisfied with what she had done. Not only did she entertain herself, she's got Cole's attention as well.
Laughing hysterically, he held onto his stomach tightly as he fell over the desk getting a kick out of himself.
An angry Hannah glared at Cole with anger and snapped at him, "What are you laughing at?"
Cole held is tongue and shook his head while holding in his laughter.
Hannah scoffed and ignored everyone for the rest of the class.
Whereas Phoebe thought about Jade and how she would love it when Phoebe would tell her about Hannah. Though it wouldn't be as funny since Jade was mad at her. For every other person, Phoebe could just say "screw them" and get over it, however Jade was the only person that Phoebe could sway for. Jade was the only one that understood Phoebe well enough to read her from the inside out. Sometimes they even joked about marrying each other since they already knew what the other knew. They don't have to hint each other about gifts for the holidays or birthdays.
Lost deep inside her mind, Phoebe hadn't noticed Cole slipped her a note while Hannah wasn't looking. Cole lightly tapped on her desk then turned his attention back to the teacher.
Returning back to reality, Phoebe looked down at her desk and found the note. She looked up curiously at Cole, who slightly turned his head and winked at her.
She bit her bottom lip warily before opening the note. She slowly opened the note and read it…word for word: "Hey, loved what you did to Hannah. Why don't you come to my birthday bash tonight? It'll be awesome. 4609 Hem St." And it ended with a wink.
Phoebe winced at the note; her mind was going in all directions. She didn't know what to think. She was personally invited to Cole Turner's party by Cole Turner himself. She was flattered by his invitation and also his amusement toward her comments to Hannah.
She smiled to herself and fumbled with the note until the bell rang. Hastily jumping out of her seat, she shoved her stuff in her backpack and ran for the door. Excited to tell Jade about the invitation, she suddenly stopped herself and played back the little feud they had earlier. She didn't want to back down about her thought of going to the party just for a guy, but that was what she wanted to do. Before she could come up with a reason to tell Jade about her change of heart Jade quickly past by.
"Jade." Phoebe called catching up to her.
Jade completely ignored her and continued walking; Phoebe let out a sign of compunction and ran up to Jade and grabbed her back.
"I'm sorry," she began "about this morning."
"I don't need a pity apology." Jade austerely replied, taking her arm back.
"It's not," Phoebe answered, tentatively, "I know how you feel now."
"About what?" She baffled.
"Jason." Phoebe uttered, "You know how analytical I am, right?"
"Yeah--"
"Well, I tend to over analyze a lot of things."
"Where is this going?" Jade butted in, impatiently.
"You know Cole Turner right?" Phoebe asked, rhetorically. "What am I asking, of course you do! Ok the point is, he invited me to the party and I really want to go, and I want you to be there for me like you wanted me to be there for you."
"So…you're saying…"
"I understand how you feel now."
Suddenly Jade let out a big laugh which surprised Phoebe.
"Are you kidding me with this?" Jade queried in astonishment.
"What?" Phoebe was dumbfounded by Jade's question.
"Is Phoebe Halliwell finally realizing her thoughts shouldn't overshadow her judgment?"
"Uh," Phoebe murmured, "that's not what I'm saying here"
"I think you are."
"Well, whatever. Either way, if you still want me to come, I will-- for you, not…not Cole. Maybe a little for him."
"Yeah, I do want you to come." Jade said, giving Phoebe a lopsided smile.
"Great!" Phoebe let out a sigh of relief. "Now for my amazing story about my encounter with Miss Chatterbox."
"Who?"
"Hannah."
"Oh." Jade uttered as they walked off together down the hallway with Phoebe enlightening her with her story.