Hey, do you guys think I should give them powers, or let them find out about magic yet? Tell me in the reviews please.


"Nice to have you back" Mrs. Smith says to me sweetly whenI arive in homeroom the next day. I sit next to Glen, and just smile at her. If it's nice to have me back then why would she kick me out. She seems like a totaly diffrent person today.

After role call, and the morning anouncements homeroom is over and we all head to our next classes.

"Hey, that was funny two days ago" Cindy stops me in the hall.

"Thanks, got suspended for it, but it was worth it" I say

"You got guts, Halliwell" She says laughing.

"Thanks, see ya later" I say. I think I may have actualy made a friend.

The day bores on and on until lunch. I am the first one outside so I sit at a table by myself. Cindy joins me in a mintue, and Glen a few minutes later.

"So how was your belated first day?" Glen asks me.

"Okay" I say

"School sucks doesn't it" Cindy says sitting by me.

"Hey, Mark come sit with us!" Glen calls to a boy in the distance.

'Hey" Mark says sitting across from Glen.

"Paige, this is Mark. He's in science with us next" Glen says

"Hey" I say

'So you guys want to come here my band practice todayafter school?" Mark asks us.

'Awsome" Cindy says. Today she is wearing another band teeshirt so I am assuming she likes music.

"Cool" Glen says.

"Great"I say

"205 McJons streat, about two blocks down after school" Mark say

"Wait, I have detention" I say

"Well, you should come next time" Mark says.

"Yeah, I will" I say.

"So how'd you get detention on the first week? You're a regular trouble maker Ms. Halliwell" Mark asks

"Same way I got suspended" I say

"Hah" Mark says nodding his head at Glen as if I was some kind of trophy or major achievment, but instead of being offended I feel empowered. I like it.

By the time school ends I am ready to go home, but disapointed to go to detention. I walk the long walk down the hall to room 208.

"Paige Halliwell?" The man in the front of the room asks.

"Yeah" I say taking a seat.

"Detention starts at 3:10, don't be late again" the man says. I look a round the room. There are two other girls in here, and three boys.

Both of the girls arew wearing all black, one with red hair, and one with blonde hair. The girls with blonde hair is listening to an ipod, and the blonde girl is texting on her cell phone. No one even notices them doing that, they must be here a lot to have gotten good at that.

One of the boys is wearing jeans and a baseball shirt. He has a long lean body, and is playing with a ball in his desk. I wonder how he got here. The other boy looks like the two girls. He is wearing black pants and a Marilyn Manson teeshirt. I finish the little homework I had and even go ahead in my work books for the two hours that I am stuck in here. I have practically taught myself spanish from my spanish workbook by the time we are finally excused. Prue is waiting for me in the parking lot, and I run to get into the car. I can't wait to go home.

"It was torture!" I exclaim

"Chill out, kid, it only gets worse." Prue says

"What could be worse than two hours of bordom?" I ask.

"Four hours of boredom without being able to leave the room to get a book or use the bathroom or anything" Prue says

"Ahh," I exclaim. I hope I never get detention in highschool.

"How was detention?" Pheobe asks the second we get through the door.

"It sucked" I say.

"I had detention like everyday in middle school, it wasn't that bad" Pheobe says

"Yeah, you always liked it" Piper says joining us at the kitchen table.

"Why?" I ask

"Why not? You can talk on your phone, or listen to cds, or eat, or talk to people" Pheobe says

"Well, I wouldn't want to get into more trouble, thats not allowed" I say. They all laugh. What's so funny?

"So how was Smith?" Pheobe asks me.

"She was like so nice to me today, it was crazy!" I say. She even smiled at me.

"So I guess she isn't always a bitch" Piper says. Prue stomps on her foot under the table, and Piper shuts her mouth.

"She was probobly PMSing at you" Pheobe says. Prue stomps on her foot under the table.

"I do know what that is. I can tell that you are doing that. And I don't apreciate it" I say. Pheobe laughs.

"Sory, but guys keep the language down, set a good example" Prue says to Piper and Pheobe.

"Go f0ck(Am I allowed to type explitaves on this site?)yourself" I say getting up and leaving them all with their mouths hanging open.

When I get upstairs and they havent come after me yet, I get pretty excited., This is a first. I wonder if cursing really does make an impact on what I say.

No such luck, I can hear them muttering dowstairs, although I can't tell exactly what they are saying.

"Paige, could you please come down here" Prue calls.

"NO" I say. I hate it when they treat me like a kid.

"Fine then" Prue says a second later coming into my room with Pheobe, and Piper following her. They all sit on Pheobe's bed across from me.

"Paige, we've noticed you've been changing lately" Piper says

"Oh not this talk again" I mutter.

"Personality wise" Pheobe says scrunching her nose.

"Isn't this what you have wabted for like.. ever?" I say, even though I haven't noticed any diffrence.

"Paige you cant keep getting in trouble, or swearing. We know you're a good kid, but you are acting kind of rebelious" Prue says. Oh please

"I'm not a kid, don't treat me like one. This is how I act, and how I should act" I say

"Paige don't talk back to us, first of all" Piper says

"And you are a kid. Maybe we should treat you like a kid rather than like a sister" Piper says.

"I am your sister" I say

"Paige, but you need a mother now" Prue says.

"You're not my mother!" I yell at Prue. I didn't think I was that angry with this conversation till after I yelled that. I run out of the room, and back downstairs. I don't know what else to do.