Disclaimer: This story is based on charmed and include all the main characters from the show (these characters do not belong to me) and a lot of my own.

Note: this chapter is based around Wyatt and Prue. Prue is phoebe's daughter. Both go to magic school.


Chapter 2

"Wyatt!" a female voice yelled after him down the hall. Wyatt sighed and began to turn, he was sick of these people and the false respect for him. It seem that everyone loved him in magic school just because he was the son of one of the charmed ones.

"Prue," he said happily seeing his 12 year old cousin standing there. She was about 5' 6", with shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, and looked a lot like her mother.

"Happy to see me?" Prue said laughing, she knew hated the fake people, but he had made his choice to go to magic school and he wasn't about to admit he was wrong in that decision.

"You have no idea how happy I am that it's you," he said a smile across his masculine face. He look a lot like his father just not as clean cut, including his long curly blond hair that he hardly ever brushed, he had bright blue eyes, was never clean shaved, and his clothes were messy most of the time.

"Well we're leaving soon," she said smiling.

"I'm not," he replied and she looked at him, "I have detention!"

"Oh," she said laughing, "why this time?"

"It's not my fault the block don't work on me," Wyatt said letting out a little laugh.

"Yeah it blocks everyone else from using their powers on others in magic school," Prue said pouting.

"I think it has something to do with the white lighter part of him," Melanctha said coming up behind them. She was blond, with blue eyes, about 5' 9", she was very pretty, and was thin, most people called her Mel.

"Could be," Wyatt said thinking.

"Did you guys hear?" Mel asked with a sad look on her face.

"Hear what?" Wyatt and Prue said at the same time.

"Leandra's gone," Mel said looking really upset.

"What?" Prue said and Wyatt just looked down.

"She's been having these nightmares and she went missing yesterday," Mel said, noticing Wyatt wasn't making eye contact with her, "Wyatt, do you know where Leandra is?"

"Maybe," Wyatt said.

"You do?" Prue asked.

"I helped her get out," Wyatt said biting his lip, "she said it was important."

"Wyatt this is major," Mel said, "it's not like they can send her home this is going to be harsh."

"Sure they can send her home," Prue said, "they sent home Manda Walters."

"Yeah but she had a home," Mel said, we don't. We're wards' of the school."

"You are?" Wyatt said, him and Prue just looked at each other in shock.

"Yes we are and this stunt is going to cost her," Mel said, "and maybe even me."

"Sorry Mel," Wyatt said, "but maybe Leandra knows what she's doing."

"Mel come with me please," the headmaster said sternly.

"Coming," Mel said and began to walk, "told you."

"Sorry," Wyatt said and then Mel was gone, "what have I done now?"

"You help a friend," Prue said.

"Maybe," Wyatt said still doubting who his true friends are, " I better get going."

"See you later," Prue said and Wyatt walked off thinking to himself.


"Prue!" someone screamed to her.

"What?" she said turning around and seeing Joey there.

"Where are you going?" Joey asked smiling at her. He was three inches taller then her, had black hair, green eyes, was very handsome, and was athletic.

"Home," she said smiling back at him.

"Oh yeah I forgot that you don't live here like the rest of us," he said and his smile dropped and so did hers.

"Yeah," she said now feeling the pressure.

"Well I'll see you tomorrow," he said and ran off, leaving her to feel bad.