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CHAPTER FOUR

Monday mornings...

The alarm clock sounded. Its shrill beeping reminded Piper that the thing she hated most in the world had found her again.

Monday mornings…

That meant getting up early. School. Double maths.

Piper violently delivered a swift slap to the alarm clock. Its incessant screaming stopped.

That's better.- She resolved, defiantly rolling over in her bed.

She couldn't be bothered with school today. It was the one thing she hated more than Monday mornings.

It wasn't the learning thing that bothered her. Piper was a straight A student. It was that, that seemed to bother everyone else. It was that, that had labelled her a geek. It was that, that made her despise school. Monday to Friday. Nine till four…

"Piper! Piper, are you up? Its ten past eight, you're going to be late!"

Piper sighed.

"Piper!"

"I'm up Grams!" She yelled, letting her grandmother get back to the age-old tradition, of literally dragging Phoebe out of bed…

Piper reluctantly padded into the bathroom. Her hair was a tangled mess, and she could tell that it wasn't going to cooperate today. Not that that was unusual…

She got ready, and wandered downstairs in faded jeans, and a black top, scraping her rebellious hair into a ponytail as she walked.

"Morning." Prue muffled cheerfully, through a mouthful of toast.

Piper smiled weakly.

"Hey."

"Your happy this morning." Prue observed dryly, as Piper reached the landing.

"What's up?"

"Monday morning mopes."

The impatient thumping of Grams pounding on Phoebe's bedroom door, echoed from upstairs.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

"Phoebe! Phoebe! I wont tell you again young lady, get out of bed this instant!"

BANG. BANG. BANG.

"Phoebe!"

"Go away!"

Prue grinned.

"Sounds like you're not the only one."

Piper smiled back, taking one of the remaining slices of toast from the plate Prue was holding.

She took a big bite out of it, before her older sister could protest.

"Thanks."

"…You're welcome…" Prue glared.

"I'm UP!"

Slam!

Phoebe's door harshly met its frame.

THUD. THUD. THUD. THUD.

She stomped down the stairs. Her face was darkened with a furious scowl… Her hair looked worse than Piper's.

The hollow sound of the door being knocked, filled the soon to be over crowded hall.

"That's my cue to leave." Piper said, hurriedly opening it.

"Hey, Jeremy."

Leo watched from his doorstep.

Piper walked to a flash black convertible, arm in arm with a dark haired guy, who he guessed was Jeremy.

Leo didn't like him.

It has nothing to do with Piper.- He told himself.

Nothing at all… His eyes are too close together.-

Piper looked effortlessly gorgeous, in jeans.

She tossed her casual ponytail over her shoulder, as she pulled on a denim jacket.

Leo sighed.

I have to stop this. I hardly know the girl. I've talked to her once in the last six years… She has a boyfriend.-

Piper laughed, as Jeremy opened the passenger seat door for her.

Leo shook his head, and went back inside. He didn't have the time or the energy to worry about the severed connection between his head and his heart.

He had to worry about the first day at a new school.

God, I hate Monday mornings…-

(Please don't forget to review. I wont be able to update until about this time next week. Don't blame me, blame science. Oh! If you have a time machine maybe you could hop back in time, and kill a few famous scientists for me? You know, Albert Einstein, maybe Isaac Newton... Either that, or wait, until I've done my stupid science exam. Wouldn't it be good if charmed was a GCSE subject?)