Thanks so much for the reviews. The girls live with grams, but she works and is not always home.
"Here put this on" Prue hands me a necklace.

"What is it?" I ask looking at it.

"It's a wiccan symbol for protection" Prue says

'What's wiccan?" I ask

"Like magic" Prue says. I want to roll my eyes, but instead i just put on the necklace and smile.

"Ready to go?" Piper says popping her headthrough the doorway.

"Yeah" I say grabbing my phone off the counter. It's not like I have anyone to call, but Grams always insists on us carrying our phones with us incase of an emergency.

"You can't wear that" Phoebe says coming in.

"Why not?" I say raising my eyebrow.

"Because we'll run into people we know, you look like a mess" Phoebe says. I'm only wearing an old pair of jeans and a big striped tee-shirt. I sigh and walk past them all into the garage ignoring Phoebe's comment. They all follow me. Prue gets into the drivers seat and we head off. Piper is learning to drive too. She just turned sixteen a few weeks ago.

Once we get there Phoebe leads us all into her favorite shop, and finds the first sails lady she sees. I hate sails ladies. they always want too sell you the most expensive clothes, and dress you like a generic teenager.

"Oh, Phoebe, my favorite customer. Do you need help?" the sails lady asks us.

"Just look at her, Monique. She needs all the help she can get." Phoebe says to her. I don't appreciate this, but sometimes I dress especially virile just to piss Phoebe off so I guess I deserve it.

"What look are we going for?" Monique asks Phoebe.

"I'm thinking sexy, but casual" Phoebe says dramatically, it's like she has her own shopping language.

"Sexy like you sexy, or sexy like her age group sexy?" Monique asks putting her hand to my chin. I hate being touched.

"I'm thirteen" I say angrily. Monique looks at Phoebe and Phoebe nods.

"Okay then" she says and takes off pulling things from hangers.

"Isn't this exciting?" Phoebe says to me. Prue grabs my hands. She can tell that I'm about a second away from slapping Phoebe.

"We could get you a cute little bra next" Piper says

"No, We are going home next" I say

"Paige, you are almost in high school, you need to start dressing like a lady" Phoebe says

"No" I say

"Good thing you aren't driving" Piper says

"Prue" I whine

"I'm not asking you to wear a dress or anything, but she is right on this one" Prue says

"Couldn't you take me home and just come back with stuff for me" I say

"Here you go" Monique comes back. she leads me into a dressing room, and hangs up about half a dozen out fits. But i know that wasnt the end of that conversation, it comes up frequently.

An hour later I have tried on every outfit she brought for me, I have hated all of them, and have purchased half of them.

"I'm never going to wear these" I say bitterly as we leave the store.

"You say that now" Pheobe shakes her head.

"Can we go home?" I ask.

"Two more stores" Piper says

"One" I say folding my arms across my chest.

"Six" Pheobe says.

"Two, but I get to pick out what I want in one, and for the other you just buy what you want me to get well I go to the book store" I negotiate.

"Fair enough" Pheobe says grabbing my hand and pulling me to her next favorite shop.

By the time we get home I am exhausted, and its time for dinner.

"I thought you girls were planning on spending the night there" Grams laughs.

"That would be so cool" Pheobe says not realizing the joke.

"Paige, thats an interesting necklace" Grams says looking at me.

"Oh, thanks. Prue gave it to me. Its wiceen" I say

"Wiccan?" Grams asks

"How do you know that?" Prue asks.

"I know a thing or two about wicca" Grams says.

"Could you teach us?" Prue asks her eyes lighting up.

"Speak for yourself" Isay, I dont want to spen more time on the subject. I'm a realist.

"Girls there is something I should tell you. I was waiting for the day you turned thirteen, Paige" Grams says. Then the phone rings. Phoebe and Piper run out of the room to get it.

"It can wait" Grams says putting the food on the table. Pheobe and Piper come back both looking disapointed.

"It's for you" Piper says. I get up, wonder who it could be.

"Paige, it's Glen" Glen says.

"Hi" I say, I havent seen him since last week.

"Happy Birthday" He says

"Invite him over for cake later" Grams yells.

"Do you want to come over for cake later" I say

"Sure, I haven't seen you for a while" he says.

"Okay" I say and hang up.

"Paige why don't you hang out with girls?" Piper asks me as I sit back down.

"Why are you such a book worm?" I raise an eyebrow at her.

"Because its who she is" Pheobe says.

"Exactly"I say

After dinner I go upstairs to change before Glen comes over. Piper is making me.

"Pheobe!" I shout as soon as I open my closet.

'What ?"she says rushing up the stairs into our room. Piper, and Prue are folowing her.

"What did you do with my clothes?" I ask.

"Oh, I thought this was an emergency" Prue says sitting on my bed.

"I got rid of the unaceptable ones." she says

"What?" I say.

"uhh, too small or just plain ugly" she says

"Why?" I ask

"School is starting up, you couldn't wear those" Piper says.

"Ugh" I say, "What am I suposed to wear tonight" I say

"We'll help" They all shoot up and gather around the closet.

"Here" they hand me an outfit.

"Thanks," I say taking the clothes into the bathroom.

"You can change infront of us, we are your sisters" Prue says

"I could" I say. I don't want them critiquing my body now. My clothes are one thing but not me. I shut the door. Someone knocks.

'What now?" I say opening the door.

"Here" Pheobe hands me something. It's a bra, a pink one with a bow. It looks like a giant band aid.I sigh and change. Maybe if I comply they'll leave me alone. After I change I look in the moror to see what they have actually picked out. I open the door, and they all clap as I come out.

"You look adorable" Piper says. I am wearing a white skirt and a pink sweater, i do not look adorable, i look like a mental patient. I roll my eyes and head downstairs.

"Glen's here" Grams says just as I head down the stairs.

"Hey" I say

"You look diffrent" He says looking me up and down.

"I know. It's horrible. They did it" I say pointing to my sisters.

"You look nice" He says

"Thanks" I say

"Come on, its time for cake" Grams says.

"Lets go" I say running into the kitchen.