As soon as Prue had left the class, a swarm of girls had trooped around her. The cheerleader try-outs were coming up and then the sucking up of the wannabe's was worse than any other time of year. Prue hardly heard anything they were saying, she could guess it herself really and she couldn't care the least. Sometimes she really felt like throwing one of those girls into the wall with her powers, so they'd stop bothering her, but there was a part of her that did enjoy all the attention. She flipped her hair backwards (some of the girls got hair in their faces, and maybe you don't know that, but it can hurt when someone does that) and stopped at her locker. "Okay, can you please be your pathetic selves again so I can get to my locker." Harsh, but these girls really annoyed Prue and there was no other way to scare them away. The girls, some of them hurt, all went their own ways.
"Have the groupies left the building?" Jen was leaning against a locker next to Prue's and smiling. "Look who's talking." Prue answered. It was true, Prue might've been head cheerleader, but Jen had quite a little fan base herself. "Mine don't dare coming near me anymore since I barked them of." Jen was someone who, although her blonde hair and blue eyes wouldn't tell you, could get so mad that you'd run for your life, and so had the groupies done. "Yeah, now I have them too." Prue sighed. "I don't get it, do they really think that sucking up is actually gonna prevent me from seeing how bad they suck at cheerleading?" Jen shrugged her shoulders "Apparently." "That's just sad." "I know"
"Young ladies, would you mind going outside, you know perfectly well that hanging around the lockers is not permitted." Both the girls turned, but not before they'd rolled their eyes. The principal was standing behind them, as if he really had a say in the school. "Sorry sir, we were just taking some books." The man nodded. "Good, now go on, outside." With angelic faces they went outside and joined a group of friends (something not very hard for them since half the school wanted to be their friends). Prue put her arms around Andy. "Hi, Mister Trudeau." "Miss Halliwell, so nice to see you again." The boy answered as he kissed her. "Prue, are you coming to Dean's party?" Another boy asked her. Prue dreaded the fact that she had to go to her dad more than before, so many cooler stuff to do and she couldn't go. "It's my Dad's day." She answered with a look on her face that said: I so don't want to go there. "That sucks. " The boy answered. "Well, maybe next time." "Yeah, maybe next time."
Piper met Mary on her way out of the English classroom. "So, how was class?" Mary asked her friend. "Like always, I answered, the rest slept." Piper answered with a grin on her face. "Same as mine then." Mary had been Piper's best friend since they were in kindergarten and they'd done everything together. Mary was, opposed to Piper with her three sisters, and only child, and spent most of the time with the Halliwell's, where there was always something going on. She knew about the witchcraft, and she was one of the few people who knew. None of Prue's friends, nor Phoebe's, nor Paige's knew, but Grams and Mom had trusted Mary and told her their secret.
As Piper opened her locker, Mary pointed at Prue. "The groupies are back in action." Piper turned and laughed as she saw her older sister trying to get her fans to back off. She knew Prue got the creeps of them most of the time and Piper made fun of her of it, but she sometimes wished she had just a bit of the attention Prue got. Instead, she was shy and a geek, not a real fun image… "Poor Prue" Piper remarked, on which Mary started chuckling. "Poor Prue? She shouldn't have become a cheerleader, or popular for that matter." Piper closed her locker again and they went outside, almost bent from the laughing. She knew she had probably not as much, but some much better friends as Prue, although Prue did have on heck of a boyfriend. "Are you with your Dad's tonight?" Mary asked. Note that she is the only one of the sister's friends who actually knows when they're going to their fathers. Piper nodded. "Are you finally meeting his new girlfriend?" Mary was always interested in the love life of Victor Bennet, which mostly consisted of funny stories about the break-ups with his girlfriends after meeting his daughters. "Honestly Mar, I have no clue, but I hope so, he's been talking about this one for so long…" Piper had already formed an image of the woman, although she knew she probably wasn't at all like that, she kept dreaming. In the end, she always ended up with a copy of her mother, and Victor's girlfriends were mostly not at all like her.
"So" Mary said, as soon as they were out of hearing reach of other students. "Kill any demons lately?" Piper pushed her playfully. "I have not, and don't make it sound like it's fun, they're scary." Mary put out her tongue at Piper. "If you don't take care, I'll blow that tongue of yours up, you know." Mary sat down beneath a tree and couldn't help but laugh at this comment. "With whom are you going to discuss your problems them." "You're right, I'll save you, but you're lucky I need you." She let herself drop next to her friend. "Love ya too Piper." "Joyful!"