Ok, well this is as you already know, a diary from Phoebe's point of view and it is going to bea teen fic so please bear with me if anything seems out of normal or whatever. pLease read and review at the end! P.S. Can someone tell me what years the sisters were born in?
Disclaimer- I do not own Charmed or any of its characters. They are all owned by Aaron Spelling but i do own those characters which you don't recognize.
Dear Diary,
Wow, I never thought that I'd actually be writing in one of these. I mean I've seen Piper write in hers a lot. Hell, I've even read hers a lot, but I've never been a writing kind of person. Anyhow, what to say…well I'm 14, I go to Baker High, which is in San Francisco, and I have two sisters, Prue whois 19 and Piper who is 16 almost 17.
Today was downright boring. First of all, I hate school. I hate the dumb people who make the schedules. I'm not even in one class with any of my friends. How stupid. To top it all off, Mrs. Vanderbilt is one wacked teacher. I swear, she's on drugs or something. I have her for my Geography class. Who the hell needs geography? I know that I am considering mapmaking or whatever the professional word for it is called. I'm sure Piper would know. She's such a bookworm. She's very nice though. Much nicer than Prue.
Anyways, I was so bored in Geography. So, I began staring at Mrs. Vanderbilt's big glasses. They make her look like a bug. I wonder how she even keeps them on her nose. So here is where my day went wrong. If something is boring, don't you think that you should find something else to do that will make you not bored? I totally agree with that. Besides, to me it seemed like only her lips were moving and nothing was coming out. So, I got the pen that Piper gave me for Christmas. It is a gorgeous pen. She got it specially made for me and it says my name on it. It is very useful when I need to pass notes to people. It's one of those clicky pens where you have to push the back of it so that the tip of the pen comes. Ok, now don't laugh but when I'm bored I do strange things so I began clicking the pen.
I was so out of it that I didn't notice that Mrs. Vanderbilt stopped talking and she and the rest of the class was looking at me. So I stopped clicking my pen and told her "You can continue with your…lecture." She was so mad at me after that. Well, that is her problem. I'm sorry if her class is the most boring one ever but like, I cannot stay awake for over an hour listening to that old bat rant on about plains and plateaus and the forests in different parts of the world.
Hey, that wasn't that bad after all. I can see why Piper writes in here often. It's kinda fun. It makes all the bad feelings I have in me go away. Heh, maybe I'll even try to be nice to Prue today. Not that I'm expecting her to be nice in return. She's always ranting on about how her dates with Andy are so wonderful and everything. Please, I am not interested in her love life. I have to stop writing now, Grams is calling. She makes me mad a lot but I still love her. I'll write again when I feel like it.
Phoebe