Hey everybody! Hope you like this short update. I'm ill at the moment
(Writers block strikes again!!!) Hope this is enough to keep the reviews
coming. Hint, hint. Wink, wink ;-) Oh and Witch. This chapter is dedicated
to you. :-)
Scene change: Halliwell Manor.
Glenn walked up to the door of the manor. He had a big bunch of pink tulips in his hand, Paige's favourite. He had tried really hard for this dinner. His hair was spiked up in the way that Paige liked it. It was slightly highlighted and made his skin look more tanned than usual. He had on Levi jeans that were faded at the knees, his personal style, and he wore a blue shirt that matched his eyes.
He hoped he wasn't too dressy, but he had a feeling that this 'meet the parents dinner' was meant to impress. He wanted to get to know Paige's sisters better but he also wanted to make a good impression on his new boss. Piper, after all, could probably turn him into a frog... and that thought didn't exactly calm his nerves.
He took a deep breath and mentally psyched himself up for what he was going to say to Paige. He ran the conversation through his mind and immediately realised he sounded like a dork.
'Ok,' he said to himself, 'think Glenn. Right. I love you Paige. You're so beautiful that you make the sun- no that sounds too...to...sappy. Paige you mean more to me than travelling and I wish that- that sounded like I'm leaving her. Ok Glenn, I'll speak from the heart.' He sighed. This was Paige for God's sake, his best friend, the one that was always there for him. The one person he could talk to. So why was he so nervous? 'Because now I'm madly in love with her.' He told himself.
Glenn shrugged his shoulders, as if trying to shrug away the self- doubt that Paige wouldn't feel the same way. He took in a deep breath and rang the doorbell. He waited...no one answered. He tried again...still no one opened the door. He knocked this time. He was trying to ignore the feeling in the pit of his stomach that Paige was 'standing him up'...he wasn't succeeding. He waited a further five minutes and tried to peer into the sitting room's windows. He couldn't see a thing but he managed to get some strange looks from people passing by.
He looked at his digital watch, it flashed back at him, almost gloating. It read 19:22. He sighed. Paige was never late. He was sure she wouldn't have forgotten, and he had heard the Piper was always punctual. He resigned himself to defeat. She really had stood him up. 'This is worse than a blind date,' he thought. 'At least with a blind date, I'm not in love with the girl.' And then...it hit him, like a ton of bricks. She did not love him; she couldn't even go to dinner with him. The girl of his dreams had turned him down without even saying a word. 'Now that takes skill,' Glenn thought bitterly.
He turned away from the Manor and pulled out his cell phone. He dialled Jill's number and waited for her to pick up.
Jill- "Hello?"
Glenn- "Hey." He said in a dreary voice.
Jill- "Glenn? You sound terrible."
Glenn- "Thanks Jill, that makes me feel loads better." He said sarcastically.
Jill- "You know what I mean. What's happened? What's wrong?"
Glenn- "What are you doing?"
Jill- "Nothing. Tim's gone to a friend's stag do. I'm on my own watching T.V."
Glenn- "Do you mind if I come over? I could use a friend to talk to."
Jill- "Of course I don't mind. Five minuets?"
Glenn- "Ten, I'm outside Paige's house." Jill was burning with curiosity at that statement. But it was obvious Glenn didn't want to talk over the phone.
Jill- "Um, Ok then. I'll see you in ten."
Glenn- "Yeah. Bye." Before Jill could respond, Glenn hung up. He walked to the end of the street, and waved down a cab. He gave the cabby the directions and he sat in the car in silence, on the way to Jill's house.
Scene change: Halliwell Manor.
Glenn walked up to the door of the manor. He had a big bunch of pink tulips in his hand, Paige's favourite. He had tried really hard for this dinner. His hair was spiked up in the way that Paige liked it. It was slightly highlighted and made his skin look more tanned than usual. He had on Levi jeans that were faded at the knees, his personal style, and he wore a blue shirt that matched his eyes.
He hoped he wasn't too dressy, but he had a feeling that this 'meet the parents dinner' was meant to impress. He wanted to get to know Paige's sisters better but he also wanted to make a good impression on his new boss. Piper, after all, could probably turn him into a frog... and that thought didn't exactly calm his nerves.
He took a deep breath and mentally psyched himself up for what he was going to say to Paige. He ran the conversation through his mind and immediately realised he sounded like a dork.
'Ok,' he said to himself, 'think Glenn. Right. I love you Paige. You're so beautiful that you make the sun- no that sounds too...to...sappy. Paige you mean more to me than travelling and I wish that- that sounded like I'm leaving her. Ok Glenn, I'll speak from the heart.' He sighed. This was Paige for God's sake, his best friend, the one that was always there for him. The one person he could talk to. So why was he so nervous? 'Because now I'm madly in love with her.' He told himself.
Glenn shrugged his shoulders, as if trying to shrug away the self- doubt that Paige wouldn't feel the same way. He took in a deep breath and rang the doorbell. He waited...no one answered. He tried again...still no one opened the door. He knocked this time. He was trying to ignore the feeling in the pit of his stomach that Paige was 'standing him up'...he wasn't succeeding. He waited a further five minutes and tried to peer into the sitting room's windows. He couldn't see a thing but he managed to get some strange looks from people passing by.
He looked at his digital watch, it flashed back at him, almost gloating. It read 19:22. He sighed. Paige was never late. He was sure she wouldn't have forgotten, and he had heard the Piper was always punctual. He resigned himself to defeat. She really had stood him up. 'This is worse than a blind date,' he thought. 'At least with a blind date, I'm not in love with the girl.' And then...it hit him, like a ton of bricks. She did not love him; she couldn't even go to dinner with him. The girl of his dreams had turned him down without even saying a word. 'Now that takes skill,' Glenn thought bitterly.
He turned away from the Manor and pulled out his cell phone. He dialled Jill's number and waited for her to pick up.
Jill- "Hello?"
Glenn- "Hey." He said in a dreary voice.
Jill- "Glenn? You sound terrible."
Glenn- "Thanks Jill, that makes me feel loads better." He said sarcastically.
Jill- "You know what I mean. What's happened? What's wrong?"
Glenn- "What are you doing?"
Jill- "Nothing. Tim's gone to a friend's stag do. I'm on my own watching T.V."
Glenn- "Do you mind if I come over? I could use a friend to talk to."
Jill- "Of course I don't mind. Five minuets?"
Glenn- "Ten, I'm outside Paige's house." Jill was burning with curiosity at that statement. But it was obvious Glenn didn't want to talk over the phone.
Jill- "Um, Ok then. I'll see you in ten."
Glenn- "Yeah. Bye." Before Jill could respond, Glenn hung up. He walked to the end of the street, and waved down a cab. He gave the cabby the directions and he sat in the car in silence, on the way to Jill's house.
