Hey Peoples! This is my first fan fic, so go easy, please. I just decided to do it because I've read a lot of fics and thought that I'd try my hand in one. Also, please alert me to any errors I might have, I know how annoying those can be!

Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, though I wish I did. If I did, Piper and Leo would be back together and Paige would be a red head, because I really liked her hair then.

Ages:

Grams - No clue, just old

Prue - 17

Andy-17

Leigh, Marylin, KC - 17

Harley - 17

Leo - 16

Piper - 15

Kiara, Alex - 15

Missy - 15

Billy - 13

Phoebe - 12

Melanie - 12

Paige - 10

Glenn - 10

Now, on with the story...

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"Prudence Amelia Halliwell, get up this instant!"

Prue groaned as she woke up. She had just received another delightful, Monday morning, wake-up call from Grams. She hated going to school. Even though she was the most popular girl in the junior class, captain of the cheerleading squad, and all-around boy magnet, she wasn't particularly fond of the learning part. To add to the misery, she had just broken up with her boyfriends, Harley Davids, and wasn't looking forwards to seeing him in class.

She looked at the clock.

"Holy crap!"

Prue had just realized that she only had ten minutes to get ready or she would be late. She didn't really care about that, but her being late meant Piper being late, and her little sister would not stand for that.

Prue lived at "The Manor" with her Grams and two younger sisters, Piper and Phoebe. Piper also attended Baker High, but she was just a sophomore. She was also kind of a dork, with the whole glasses-and-braces thing going on. Phoebe was only in seventh grade, and very popular, just like Prue. But, unlike Prue, she had a reputation for being a "bad girl". Prue had her suspicions that her little sister was not a virgin. Even though her sisters got on her nerves sometimes (okay, a lot of times, she still loved and protected them. Prue's mother, Patty, had died when the girl had been only seven years old. Her father, Victor, had left the family a year earlier. With no one to take care of Prue and her sisters, their grandmother took them in. Grams, as they called her, was very loving, but unbelievably strict. Even though Grams was awesome, since their mother had died, Prue was the mother of her two younger sisters. She always took care of them, and also "took care of" anyone that messed with them.

Nine minutes later, a very hurried Prue jetted down the stairs.

"Ready!" she shouted, as soon as she jumped off the bottom step.

"About time!" snapped a very relieved, yet equally annoyed Piper. The two sisters glared at each other for a moment.

"Are we leaving or not?" questioned an anxious Phoebe from the doorway.

"Let's go." Prue said calmly. The three sisters headed out to the eldest sister's car, prepared for another boring and hectic day of school.

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AN: Please, please review. I love knowing what other people think of my stories! Oh! The chapter is named after a song by Fleetwood Mac!