A/N: I said I'd only update soon if I got reviews, and well, I got one, but I think that's a good start, so I'll make another chapter, just like an Easter treat for the person who reviewed. (Hope you celebrate Easter, or I'll seem like a jerk saying that!) This chapter introduces Phoebe's best friend, and the whole point of it was to create a sense of nostalgia, like it's actually 1997. The song I used as Phoebe's "philosophy on life" is Pink Floyd's "Another Brick in the Wall: Part 2." (Awesome song.) The Craft is a real movie starring Neve Campbell, and although I didn't like it that much I used it because the movie does feature the song "How Soon Is It Now?", better known as Charmed's theme song.
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CHAPTER TWO- "WITCHES ARE EVIL"
"That was the stupidest thing we've ever done; go to school both dressed in grunge!" Phoebe's friend Katie exclaimed as she set her backpack down in her room.
"Well, we lost a bet fair and square," Phoebe replied, shoving her backpack next to her friend's. "But it did look stupid… and three years out of style. Plus, plaid makes me look like a man." She tore the vest off and threw it in a corner.
Katie plopped down on her bed. "I can't believe they gave us so much homework!"
"I know," Phoebe sympathized. She rummaged through her backpack. "Perhaps it's time to restate our philosophy on life." She pulled out a CD, shoved it in the boom box nearby, and pressed play. The voices of Pink Floyd instantly filled the room.
"We don't need no education.
We don't need no thought control.
No dark sarcasm in the classroom.
Teacher leave them kids alone."
"Hey! Teacher! Leave them kids alone!" Phoebe happily shouted along with the band.
"All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall."
"How old is that song, anyway?" Katie laughed. "Don't you have anything newer?"
"Like what?" Phoebe asked.
"I dunno… Hanson maybe?"
"Are you serious?" Phoebe asked incredulously.
"Well, they're kind of in right now."
"Yeah, kind of. Which means they won't be for long. Have you even heard MMMBOP?" Phoebe asked. "It's three pre-pubescent boys singing a song out of key with words that don't exist in any language. If you ask me, it sounds like Ryan on pot."
Katie laughed. "Are you insulting Ryan's singing abilities? And he does not smoke pot!"
"How do you know?"
"Well, he's my boyfriend, I should know!"
"But you didn't know him in High School, miss parochial, I did," Phoebe reminded.
"Oh God, he doesn't do drugs, does he?" Katie asked, a little worried.
"No," Phoebe admitted. "But so what if he did?"
"Well, that might fly at your house, but my mom is so religious… if she ever knew I had a pot-smoking boyfriend…"
"I can imagine. And it wouldn't fly with my Grams either," Phoebe said. Another Brick in the Wall: Part 2 was drawing to a close. Phoebe took out the CD. "Inspired by Pink Floyd, I think we should prolong doing our homework this afternoon."
"Whatever…" Katie said. "So what do you want to do then?"
"I dunno… what's on TV?"
"Nothing but some Ally McBeal reruns at this hour."
"Ugh," Phoebe scoffed. "Hey, do you think Steve was checking me out today, with the grunge and all? I know he likes Nirvana."
"Dream on, Phoebe. He may be hot, but Steve Baker would never look in our direction."
"I guess you're right. I mean, in the social spectrum, he's a jock and I'm an outcast. It just can't happen. Especially with his blonde bimbo bitchy cheerleader girlfriend Tiffany Anders involved."
"Phoebe!" Katie scolded.
"What? I said bitchy. So what? We're juniors in college, not sixth graders."
"I know, it's just with my mom's rules against profanity, well… It's odd to hear discourse so plainly."
"I get it; you don't have to quote The Raven." Phoebe turned on the radio, and the overplayed beat of the Macarena filled the room. She turned it off instantly. "Will they ever stop playing that stupid song?" She complained, sighing. "Got any good movies to watch?"
"I dunno, you'll have to look," Katie replied, lounging on her bed. Phoebe got on her knees and dug through a box full of tapes.
"Let's see here… Ace Ventura?" she asked as she pulled it out.
"Nah, it isn't as funny after the 27th time," Katie said.
"Right," Phoebe agreed, tossing it aside. "Grease… nope, too perky." She placed it on top of Ace Ventura. "I don't 'Go Together' with anyone."
"Aw, Pheebs, you'll find a guy soon enough."
"It's not just about a guy, Katie. I mean, my relationship with everyone is unsteady lately. Especially Prue."
"Oh yeah, I forgot she moved back in. Lucky you."
"I can't believe she'll take the word of some guy she likes over her own sister's! She never even yelled at Roger, or questioned him or anything! If I didn't touch him, but he told Prue I did, then he must want something, y'know? And that hasn't even crossed her mind," Phoebe vented.
"Well, maybe it will," Katie said hopefully.
"I doubt it. And even without this issue she's still hard to live with. I swear, if Prue and I sang 'We Go Together,' I think the planet would explode."
Katie laughed. "You might be right on that one."
"Wayne's World… nah, I'm tired of that one," Phoebe said to herself, pulling out more tapes. "I heard they're making a new Mike Myers movie."
"Really? What's it called?"
"Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery."
"Sounds like a cross between James Bond and the 'Fred Garvin: Male Prostitute' sketch on Saturday Night Live."
Phoebe laughed. "What's this?" She pulled out a tape. "The Craft. What's it about?"
"Witches or something," Katie replied. I haven't watched it in about a year.
"Well, why not?" Phoebe said. She put the tape in the VCR.
…………………………………
Phoebe and Katie watched the movie as the main character, Sarah, got frightened over a snake, as she magically balanced a pencil on its point, as she met a group of three girls at school, and as a boy advised her about the girls, "Stay away from them. They're witches."
They continued watching the film as background music started to play.
"I am the son…
I am the heir…" It began.
"Phoebe, your grandmother called," Katie's mom said, opening the door. "She wants you back over at home."
Phoebe gathered her things. "Bye Katie. Bye Mrs. Clark," she said as she walked out.
"Oh, Katie, you're not watching this movie again!" Mrs. Clark complained. "I thought I made myself clear that I didn't want you too! It's so satanic." She looked at the characters on the screen and sighed, turning off the TV. "Witches are evil."
A/N: That's all for now! Please review!
