Oh my goodness, school is almost out! We have until next Wednesday, and then we're done! It's kind of sad actually, but that's okay. I have final exams on Friday (tomorrow) and Monday, but I'm still taking time to write this for you (ahem, Laur… LOL just kidding, I'm a bum and I don't study but it's good that you do.). So I'm glad you all seem to be liking this. I like it too, so that's a good thing.

I promised a summary, so here that is- Patience is an average, 15 year old girl- Her mom and aunts are the Charmed Ones, her uncle is half demon, her other uncle is a white-lighter, and her last uncle is half witch, half white-lighter. Oh, and I forgot to mention the fact that she and her three cousins are destined to be the Archers: Four witches, the children of the Charmed Ones, specializing in archery and chosen to lead each of their own armies into the final battle. Against who? She has no idea. No one does. But for now she just has to deal with her crazy family, public school, Magic School, and private 'power training lessons' with her Aunt Paige. Add that onto occasional visits from the constantly bickering O'Reillys and their spouses, and you've got a mess.

I also got a request for the ages. This is set in the year 2020.

Patience- 15 (soon to be 16)

Parker- 15 (soon to be 16 as well)

Preston- 15

Percy- 15 (all of the cousins will be 16 soon)

Prue- 44 (Oh my god that's so horrible. I can't believe she's 44!)

Piper- 42 (No way!)

Phoebe- 40 (This just keeps getting worse and worse)

Paige- 38 (That's how old my mom is! Paige is not that old! This is crazy!)

Frisco- 36 (We'll just assume that all of the other husbands are as old as their wives, except Cole and Leo who have been around for hundreds of years)

Okay, there ya have it. Just a brief thing. That made me kind of mad to see how old the Charmed Ones were. I can't imagine them being that old, it's just wrong. Anyways…

s.halliwell- I'm glad you like it. She's pretty cool, a lot like I imagine her mom would have been at that age.

The-Cheese-Fairy- Miss Bitch? Well, I don't know that she's a bitch, but she has her bitchy tendencies, as we all tend to at times. Well, Percy is her mother's daughter. You can take from that whatever you'd like. Actually, Ms. Neitz was my history teacher this year and everyone hates her because she does stupid stuff like roll her eyes at the students.

fanmania- Thanks!

Charmed Dawn- Wow, you like came out of nowhere. That's cool. I'm glad you like the site, it's really awesome and there are a lot of talented people on it. I didn't want to post all of the powers again, but there is a complete list here: http/

Prince Halliwell- Hey, people liked your chapter! It was pretty awesome. Thanks again. Yeah, I figured that the kids would be just like their moms, so that's how I made them. No sweat though. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to come up with a first chapter…

Okay, let me be the first to tell you that Aunt Paige is so awesome. I mean, I really love her. I hate her "Power Training Lessons" (only because I have to take them on top of high school and Magic School), but I would never dream of quitting them because we learn important things that will help us with our destinies. But anyways, back to the reason that I love Aunt Paige…

It was a few days before the annual "Halliwell Cousins Birthday Party". Because my cousins and I were born so close together, our parents decided to have them the same time every year, somewhere in between mine and Parker's, and Preston and Percy's. That just so happens to be the very first Saturday in May. So, it was about Wednesday, and I was late getting up for school… again! Now don't get me wrong, I inherited my mom's "early riser" gene, but you try cramming three different types of school on top of cheerleading practice, football games, and occasional demon appearances and magical mishaps and see if you don't get tired.

So, my mom comes in to wake me up because I can't seem to do it myself. I hate being woken up by anyone but myself. It annoys me. But what am I gonna do, yell at my mom? I don't think so.

"Come on Squirt, get up," Mom said, shaking me lightly. I groaned and rolled over. Squirt had become my nickname at a young age due to my ability to squirt water out of my hands.

"Do I have to?" I asked groggily.

"Yes," Mom replied. I sighed and rolled out of bed. My mom grinned and walked out. I very slowly got dressed. I went outside without breakfast so that I didn't miss the bus again, and met my just as tired cousins.

"Hey, Squirt," Percy greeted me through a yawn.

"Hey, Fireball," I said, yawning back. "Tory, Quake," I greeted Parker and Preston when I was done. Parker rolled his eyes (he hated his nickname. Tory was short for Tornado, which he could cause at a moment's notice) and Preston just nodded. Aunt Piper never called Preston "Quake" because it was the name of the restaurant she used to run a long time ago and she hated it, but everyone else did. The bus arrived a few minutes later and we all got on. I sat next to Percy and Parker sat with Preston.

"Wake me up when we get there," Percy said.

"Hell no! It's my turn to sleep," I said. Percy rolled her eyes, but kept them open anyways. Before I knew it, my world was black and Percy was shaking me a few minutes later.

"Did you enjoy your nap?" she asked. I shook my head.

"It wasn't long enough," I said. We got off of the bus and filed into the school, going to our lockers and doing the daily routine.

"Hey babe," I heard my boyfriend say as he came up to my locker. I smiled and perked up instantly.

"Hey honey," I said, giving him a kiss.

"Patience!" I heard Ms. Neitz yell from down the hall. I rolled my eyes and grabbed Kyle's hand, walking away. "She's such a nosy bitch," I said as we walked into homeroom together. Kyle grinned and we sat down next to Percy and her boyfriend (and also Kyle's best friend, and captain of the boy's soccer team), Atli Williams. Aunt Piper had flipped when she heard his name, but none of us were quite sure why. Even after two years of him and Percy going out, she was still weird around him. All Mom would tell me was that it had something to do with Parker and that she would tell me one day.

"Hey, what'd you tell Aunt Prue you wanted for your birthday?" Percy asked.

"I didn't tell her anything yet. I'm not sure what I want. What'd you tell Aunt Paige?" I asked.

"Nothing," Percy replied.

"Well you guys better figure out something because I have to know what to get you," Atli said.

"You're our boyfriends, you're supposed to know. It's supposed to be an instinct or something," Percy said.

"Well it was an instinct we were born without," Kyle said. I rolled my eyes again.

"What time do you have practice until?" I asked him.

"Six. Why?" Kyle asked.

"Just wondering. I have cheerleading until five, tutoring until eight, and tonight's my night with Aunt Paige so I have that until nine," I said. Percy nodded. Tutoring was actually Magic School, but we couldn't exactly say that around our non-magical boyfriends now, could we? No.

"I have soccer until five and tutoring until eight. I don't have mom until tomorrow night," Percy said.

"You guys are crazy with all of your tutoring and private lessons and stuff," Atli said.

"Tell me about it," I said.

"It's tiring. If there was one thing that I wanted for my birthday, it would be to cut back on all the lessons and tutoring. I mean, with school, soccer, and chorus, I'm already tied up. I don't need a whole bunch of other crap to take up my time," Percy said. I nodded.

"We should ask our parents if we can cut back. How about tomorrow at dinner?" I asked. Percy nodded.

"We'll see what Tory and Quake think," she said. As the bell rang for first period, we all got up to go to our class. Atli and I were headed to Geometry I and Percy and Kyle were going to Biology II. Needless to say, both Parker and Preston were onboard with the dropping some activities plan. We had decided that it would be best to drop out of Magic School; one because we could go at a later point in life; and two because we learned more important and useful things having to do with our specific powers in Aunt Paige's lessons.

Luckily enough for me Thursday (the nextday)was a free day. The only thing I had was Magic School until five, which I could definitely handle. After hearing a boring lecture on warlocks and their weaknesses, my cousins and I hit the couch of the manor. Not even two minutes after we sat down, a demon shimmered in.

"Oh shit," I sighed, more from exhaustion then worry of the demon. He was tall and lanky and didn't look like he could do much anyways.

"You are the Archers," he snarled.

"Wow, you're smart," Preston said sarcastically.

"I will kill you!" he yelled, shooting some nasty green slime at Preston and knocking him into the couch. I could feel anger and hate swelling up in me as my eyes turned into a swirly blue. Percy's eyes turned their fiery color and Parker's turned to their grey. Percy and Parker grabbed hands, sending him flying into a wall with a flaming gust of wind. I extinguished the fire, leaving a beautiful burn mark on Aunt Piper's wall.

"Mom's gonna kill me," Parker whined.

"Well if we didn't defend ourselves, she wouldn't have gotten the chance to because we'd have been dead already," I said. Meanwhile, Percy ran over and healed Preston.

"That son of a bitch!" he yelled, jumping up. "Where is he?"

"He's soiling Aunt Piper's wall," I said, pointing to the burn mark. Preston glared.

"What the hell was that?" he asked.

"He said something about us being the Archers. Looks like we're not very loved in the demon world, and we don't even really know why," Percy said.

"I know! Fifteen years and Mom and Dad still haven't told me anything about this destiny of ours, except that we're supposed to fight in the final battle. That doesn't mean shit to me," I said, starting a rant.

"That's it, I'm sick of this. If we're going to have demons coming in to kill us every day for something we haven't even done yet and don't know anything about, then it's time we learn. We're going to ask our parents tonight at dinner, right after we tell them that we're quitting Magic School," Parker said. The three of us raised our eyebrows at him. It was unusual that he went off like that, but every now and then he would just explode. Kind of like Aunt Piper, actually.

"Well we better figure out what we're going to say, cause it's my bet that this isn't going over so well," Percy said. We nodded in agreement and returned to our couch to rest.

So now we come to the point of this whole story, the part where I finally tell you why I love Aunt Paige so much. Well, not right away of course. I still have to explain some more stuff to you, but we'll get there. I promise. I just like to make sure that I tell the story properly. Because what's the point of taking the time to tell a story if your listener comes out with no clue of what the hell you just told them? That's what I thought…

As you can imagine, our parents knew right away that we had something to say to them. The fact that Aunt Phoebe is an empath doesn't help at all either. But we still decided to wait until just the right time.

"We want to quit Magic School," I blurted out. Parker choked on his food at the sudden mention of it. My mom and dad looked at me questioningly.

"You what?" Mom asked.

"We want to quit Magic School," I repeated.

"Think about it. We have to get up each morning to go to regular school, then we have to go to whatever after school activities we have, then we have to go to Magic School, and then we have to go to 'Power Training Lessons' on certain nights. We fall asleep every morning on the bus, and in almost every class. It's exhausting," Percy explained.

"But why Magic School, Fireball?" Paige asked.

"Because we don't learn anything that we absolutely need in Magic School. If we need something on a demon, we can ask you guys, ask the Elders, or get it from the Book of Shadows. It's boring, time consuming, and none of us want to do it anymore," Preston said.

"Plus the fact that it doesn't focus on our individual powers and needs like lessons with Aunt Paige does. We learn everything we need there," Parker pointed out. The parents looked at each other. It was then that I noticed how weird it was that my mom and my aunts were the Charmed Ones. It was a really random thought, but it was true. To us, they were just Mom, Aunt Piper, Aunt Phoebe, and Aunt Paige. But to the rest of the magical community, they were the Charmed Ones: the four most powerful witches in the world. It was kind of crazy. Not to mention the fact that Uncle Leo was a white-lighter, Uncle Cole was a demon, and Uncle Frisco was a half witch, half white-lighter. My dad was the only normal one there. He was a cop though, so he still helped to do good. Anyways, I digress…

"No," Mom said.

"No," Aunt Piper said.

"No," Aunt Phoebe said.

"Yes," Aunt Paige said. Her sisters looked at her. "What? They all have good points. Besides, I don't think they need it anymore."

"Well you can pull Percy out if you want, but I'm keeping Patience in," Mom said. Paige smiled.

"Don't forget that I'm the headmistress at Magic School and I can kick her out if I want. I can kick them all out, with no readmission," she said.

"You wouldn't dare," Piper said.

"I would. I think they deserve a break. If they really want to, they can go back when they're older and don't have so much to worry about. Right now, it's just too much for them," Paige said. Phoebe sighed, being the first one to break as always.

"She's right. Preston, you don't have to go anymore," she said.

"Yes," Preston hissed.

"I guess you don't either, Parker," Piper said. Parker grinned. Now it was all down to my mom.

"No," she said firmly.

"What?" I yelled. "Mom, come on! I'm begging you to let me quit this," I said. She still shook her head. "Dad!"

"This is out of my control, sweetie. If your mother says you stay, you stay," he said softly. I stood up and threw my silverware on the table, running out of the house and into my own, not stopping until I got to my room. I couldn't believe that they were doing this to me. All of the others were allowed to get out, but I had to stay. What the hell was her problem? It didn't take long before I fell asleep to angry, frustrated tears. I didn't get up the next morning either. I just slept. Mom didn't come to wake me up, neither did Dad or my cousins or anyone (not that I would have gotten up anyways). When I finally did wake up, it was to Kyle's face. I had slept the whole day through and it was now after school.

"Hey," he said softly.

"Hey," I mumbled.

"You feeling okay?" he asked. I nodded.

"Just tired. I had a fight with my parents last night and I didn't feel like getting up for school today," I said. Kyle grinned.

"I figured it had to be something like that," he said. I pulled him down on top of me and kissed him, not because I really wanted to, but because I just wanted to feel something other than seething anger towards my parents. He wrapped his arms around me and laid down beside me, staring into my eyes. I could have stayed like that forever. Kyle wasn't your average jock. He actually had some brains, other than in his penis, and he was sweet and kind. He was the best boyfriend I've ever had (especially better than Steven Cardone, otherwise I wouldn't have beaten him up as badly as I did last month).

We heard the door shut downstairs. I looked at the clock to see that we had laid there for two hours and it was time for Mom to be home. I sighed. I didn't feel like talking to her, but I knew her and I knew that she would come up.

"She'll be coming up here," I said flatly.

"Which means that I should go," Kyle said. I nodded sadly. The last thing I wanted was for him to go, but I knew that Mom would be even more pissified if she found us up here without her knowledge. In her own words, "A fifteen year old should not be left alone with her boyfriend when there are that many hormones raging around in both of their bodies."

I gave Kyle one last kiss before he climbed out of the window and went towards his home. I just lay there, waiting for the inevitable to happen. It didn't. She never came. But I was getting hungry, so I finally got up and went downstairs. I found Mom sitting in the kitchen, drinking coffee as she always was.

"Hi," she said.

"Hey," I said. I got some lunchmeat out of the fridge and made a sandwich, sitting across from her. We sat there in silence for a good time before she couldn't take it anymore.

"I know you're pissed and I'm sorry. I also know what it's like to be fifteen and captain of the cheerleading squad with an awesome boyfriend. You want to be able to do the things you want to do and not want to have to deal with boring responsibilities. I know how that goes. I was there once, a very long time ago," Mom started.

"But see, that's what you're not getting. It's not that I want to just do what I want to do. It's that I want to have time to do anything at all, which I don't right now. I bounce from one thing to another, one right after the other. It's tiring and it sucks and everything is suffering: my family life, my social life, my relationship with Kyle, my grades, my focus, my energy, my powers. The other day, a demon attacked and the only thing I could manage to do was extinguish the fire that Percy and Tory left behind. I'm dying of sleep deprivation! I just don't understand how you can be the only one who won't let your kid quit," I said.

"Because I'm the only one who has any common sense. You need to go to Magic School to learn important things to help you with your destinies-" Mom said.

"What destinies? You talk about our destinies but you won't tell us what they are. You tell us we need to learn but you won't tell us what for. You tell us we'll use these things someday but you won't tell us what on. We're getting chased by demon after demon trying to kill us and we don't know why and one of these days they're going to succeed and we won't know what the hell we're dying for. I've got too many people; too many things I care about to not know what I'm dying for, Mom. I'm fifteen fucking years old and I have to worry about being killed by some demon, or leading some army that I've never met into some huge war and no one will tell me who I'm going against. You guys have been asking us what we want for our birthday. Well there it is. We want to know why we're here. We want to know what we were placed on this earth to do. We want to know why were so precious to the Elders and so hated by demons. These are the things that tear at our minds and no one seems to want to help. So that's what I want, more than anything else in the world. I want to know about my cousins and me," I said and with that I got up, leaving Prudence Halliwell, the queen of comebacks, my mom, speechless.

Wow, I sense some hard feelings, don't you? This is a two part thing, so bear with me for a day or two until you review and I get the next chapter up. I just got the first season of Charmed on DVD. It's so awesome to see Prue again. I do wish that they had some actress commentary or outtakes or deleted scenes or something. That would have been cool.I think I did pretty well on the first part of my finals today, which says a lot because I didn't study! I don't think I did all that great on English, but whothe hell cares aboutEnglish anyways? I speaks it good. LOL! Oh well. So anyways, till next time…

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