I am very veryveryvery sorry that I did not update this story sooner. I was in India and I had no internet access at all. I just came back yesterday and now I have a cold, a sore throat, and a very bad cough. As always, thank you lillynilly, nicol812us, charmed4eva1990, Alyssa Halliwell, LeoPiperAndyPrue, Alyson Teague, and charmed4evaandeva. Anyways, I hope you all like this chapter and don't forget to review:)

3-10-90 (Saturday)

Today was pretty fun though I can honestly say that community service is definitely not my thing. Maybe it's what Paige and I did that was boring but I got absolutely no satisfaction from doing it at all. People say that when you do community service, you get this warm bubbly feeling that makes you feel good because you're helping other people but I did not get any bubbly feeling at all. Sure, I did some work and didn't get paid for it, so what? It was boring.

So anyways, let me start off with what happened today. This morning, I walked to Paige's house after eating some of Piper's delicious pancakes. I swear, she is an awesome cook and I wouldn't be surprised if she opened up her own restaurant some day. Leo was also there and being the good boyfriend that he is, he complimented her after every single bite he took.

After I got to Paige's house, her mom took us to the beach because that was where we were going to do our community service. We were helping to pick up trash for five hours. Trash, how lame can that be? Can't people just throw away their trash in a garbage can? I mean there's one practically every step you take. The beach itself is very pretty though. Nice blue water, yellow sands, a slight hint of breeze…the perfect beach unless you count the trash and the number of sluts walking around in very skimpy bathing suits. That's just my opinion.

Piper told me yesterday that she and Prue were going to go to the mall tomorrow because there was a sale at some shop so I "borrowed" Prue's grey sweater and Piper's beige capris. We're all pretty much the same size so whatever they wear, I can wear. I was counting on getting home before they did so that they wouldn't find out that I took their clothes but come on, I'm Phoebe Halliwell. Things like that never happen to me. In fact, I'm convinced that I'm jinxed…

Flashback:

"Ok, girls," said Mrs. Matthews handing Paige and me gigantic black garbage bags, "here are you bags. Hopefully they'll be half full by the time you both come back." Placing one hand on her hip, she took her other hand to push her brownish hair out of her face. "I'll see you both later!" Paige and I watched as she left to talk with some of her friends who also happened to be at the beach.

"I like your mom," I said. "I wonder if mine was like yours."

"Paige shrugged and said, "She probably was." She continued looking towards her mom and squinted. She looked towards the parking lot of the beach and her eyes grew wide and she spotted a bright red car. "If that car's here, that means Cole's here…can't I go anywhere without him being there?"

I frowned at her. "Is it a bad thing if he's here?" Then I remembered something. Cole Turner was a guy in Piper's grade. He was apparently a football star and everyone loved him. I don't have any interest in football. I mean it's nice to watch but it's not my thing.

Paige laughed at my question and said, "Hell no; Cole's like my brother but just recently, he's been teasing me a lot and it's getting on my nerves, I'd like to avoid seeing him if I can."

"Really?" I asked, an evil grin forming on my face.

Paige rolled her eyes at me and began walking. "He has a girlfriend, you know. She's a real airhead and personally, I don't think he likes her a lot. Don't ask me why he likes her. I'm not even gonna try to answer that." Paige bent down and picked up a small piece of paper the size of her pinky toe. "Ooo, look, my first piece of trash." Dropping it in her garbage bag, she brought the bag up to her chest and said, "My first piece of trash, how…exciting!" I snorted and kicked some sand at her. "Phoebe!"

I looked up at her innocently. "What? I like kicking sand at people. It's my new hobby." Paige stuck her tongue out at me and I kicked more sand at her. "Speaking of people, what are they doing here?"

Paige looked up and saw terry and George walked towards up. She scowled and said, "I have no idea."

"They're following us around again…"

"Like stalkers."

"Yeah, like stalkers. Freakin pieces of garbage!" I shouted as they passed by us. Luckily for me, there was a piece of plastic on the ground in front of me. I stuffed it in my bag and turned around to see Terry and George's reactions. Terry stared right back at me with his dark blue eyes. I grinned and waved at him and here was the best part. He started scowling at me then he walked straight into George who had stopped walking, and fell down.

Paige grinned at me and we both continued walking. "What is their problem?" she asked. "First we go to the mall and they're there then we got to the movies and they're there also."

"Weird," I said. Terry and George are the least of my problems. I was more worried about how I was going to get these clothes back to Piper and Prue. They'd definitely be back before me and unless I sneak into the house somehow, they'll notice what I'm wearing. I was so preoccupied with what I was thinking that when Paige asked me something, I had no idea what to say.

"Phoebe, how long has it been since you've had a boyfriend?"

"What?"

Paige shrugged and said, "I don't know, you seem to me like a person who would always have a guy with her."

I paused and answered, "A few weeks…I just haven't really been in the mood for a boyfriend, I mean since Dave, that is." Dave was my most recent boyfriend but I didn't really like him.

Paige looked at me with a weird glint in her eyes and said, "Ok."

What was I supposed to say? Well Paige, I haven't had a boyfriend because I got raped and now every time a guy gets too close to me I get scared…I don't think so. I don't think I'll ever tell anyone about what happened. It's my little secret and I intend to keep it that way for all of eternity. I looked down at my bag and saw that it was quarter filled with trash. 'Wow, I didn't even notice that I picked up that much trash."

Paige looked down at her bag which was half filled and said, "Me neither. How long have we been walking?"

"I don't know? Should I ask someone?" Paige nodded. I looked around and saw a tall guy with blond hair throwing a football to some brown haired guy. "Hey! You with the blond hair!" The guy turned around to look at me. "Do you know what time it is?"

He looked down at his watch and yelled back, "2:30."

"Three more hours!" moaned Paige dropping to the ground.

"Damn," I muttered. "Hey Paige, do you-" I couldn't finish because something hit my head really hard making me fall down right on top of her. "Ow…that really hurt."

Paige grunted and said, "That hurt you? That hurt me! Get off of me you cow!"

I laughed and got off of Paige. After helping her back up, I rubbed my head and felt a bump on it. I frowned and looked around trying to see what had hit me. It was the football the guy who told me the time was playing with. I picked it up and said, "How do you think they'd like it if I threw this in the water?"

"Umm…I don't think you should do that," replied Paige frowning. I looked at what she was looking and saw that the blond haired guy was running towards us.

"Sorry about that," he said, yanking the ball from my hands. "My friend over there has a killer throw. Most of the time, they're impossible to catch."

"We can tell," I replied dryly. Paige muffled a laugh.

The blond guy looked at me sheepishly before saying, "You're Phoebe Halliwell, aren't you."

"Who's asking?" This blond guy seemed very familiar but I couldn't place where I'd seen him. He probably goes to my school. He didn't answer but yelled, "Hey, Turner! Get over here!"

Paige growled and said, "Cole Turner?"

He raised an eyebrow and said, "Aren't you a little young for him?"

Paige looked at him in disgust and replied, "What are you? Mentally retarded? I didn't go out with him." Then she took a few steps closer to me and whispered, "I really don't like this guy."

"Neither do I," I mumbled still frowning at him.

"What did you say?" asked the blond guy.

"Nothing, nothing, nothing," Paige replied. Then she turned a little red and said, "Look who's coming."

Cole Turner ran up to us and stopped next to the blond guy. "What Jason?" His blue eyes widened when he saw me. He punched Jason on the arm and said, "You idiot, why didn't you catch the ball?"

"What the hell do you mean why didn't I catch the ball? Why'd you throw it so hard?"

Cole rolled his eyes and shook his head. Then he turned back to me and said, "Look Halliwell, I'm really sorry about hitting you with the ball."

"You're sorry? You nearly gave me a concussion with that thing. I even have a bump on my head."

"Where?" asked Jason peering at my head. "I can't see it." I glared at him. God, he really knows how to get on my nerves.

"You know, you're lucky she didn't throw the ball into the ocean," said Paige who was still standing close to me. She glared at Jason as well.

Cole grinned widely at Paige and said mockingly, "Paigey, I had no idea you were friends with Halliwell. Aren't you only friends with other little people your age who like to frolic around in flowers and draw pretty little butterflies?"

I rolled my eyes at his comment. Paige on the other hand started turning bright right. I could tell that she was about to say something really bad so I said, "Hey, knock it off, Turner. By the way, my name's Phoebe, not Halliwell."

Jason coughed and muttered, "Freebie Halliwell."

I glared at him and said, "Was I talking to you?" I really don't know who came up with that name but I sure as hell don't like it, besides I don't even know this guy and he's calling me that.

Cole suppressed smiled and said, "Paigey, you know I was only joking, right?"

"Joking? That's what you call that?" Paige rolled her eyes at him and muttered, "That's one hell of a bad joke."

"Why don't you guys both go back to whatever you were doing and let's all forget this ever happened," said Jason.

I had to agree with him on that because I could feel the tension building up between the four of us. So I said, "Fine, we'll do that, come on Paige." Paige, who was still fuming at Cole, glared at him then turned around and began walking away.

"Tell your Mom I said 'hi', Paigey!" yelled Cole. Paige didn't turn around but kept walking.

"You know, if I was her, I would have flipped you off."

"Well, Halli-Phoebe, you're not," replied Cole smirking at her. "You know, you should really lighten up, it'll do wonders for your personality."

"Do you really think I'm going to listen to you?"

"It's not likeable," cut in Jason. "Uh, Cole…" He pointed towards the other end of the beach where a blond girl was waving frantically.

Cole rolled his eyes and said, "Tell Claudia I'm coming." Jason nodded and walked away. "Well, it was nice talking to you Phoebe. Maybe I'll see you around." He grinned at me then sped off towards Jason and Claudia.

Idiot. That's what that Cole Turner is. He'll see me around…yeah, sure he will. I looked around and saw that Paige had walked very far ahead so I ran to catch up with her. A few minutes later, I stopped next to her panting and said, "Wow, you walk fast."

"I walk fast when I'm angry. Right now I am angry."

"Paige, don't get so worked up about it, he said it was a joke."

"Yeah, a stupid one. Why can't he just leave me alone?"

"Prue says things like that to me all the time. Just shrug it off."

"I guess you're right," mumbled Paige. Then she looked up and said, "That Jason guy though, he was really weird."

"You're telling me… I just got a bad vibe from him, you know and I think I've seen him before. Not in school but from somewhere else. I just can't remember where."

"Paranoid much?"

"I'm not paranoid, Piper is…."

"Speaking of Piper, I haven't met either of your sisters. If my mom lets me can I come over for dinner tomorrow?"

"You don't even need to ask, Paige," I replied. "Even though I haven't known you for a long time, you feel like the sister I never had. You're always welcome at the manor." It's true. She does feel like the sister I never had. I can talk to her about things that I could never talk to Piper or Prue about. They're both constantly wrapped up in their own worlds that they never have any time for me. How is that sisterly? I know sisters fight but what my sisters and I have…I think it's bordering more on isolation.

Paige beamed at me and said, "Thanks, Phoebe."

End Flashback

By the time five hours were over, both of us were well over half way filled with our trash bags. It's amazing how much garbage people throw on the ground. There's five hours of it done…just a few more agonizing hours to go.

Well, I did get home after Prue and Piper but Piper was in the kitchen helping Grams with the cooking and Prue was in her room doing who knows what. I wonder if she noticed that I took her sweater. I guess I could always just throw it somewhere in the manor for her to find. Normally she just comes into my room and takes all her clothes back.

Anyways, I told Grams that Paige was coming over for dinner tomorrow and Grams became kind of pale. She asked me the weirdest questions about Paige. After I told her that Paige was adopted, Grams looked like something was going to go wrong. Then she smiled that calm smile she always does and said that Paige would be more than welcome to come over.

I am Phoebe Halliwell, everyone knows that. Most people know that I'm also not the luckiest person in life. So naturally, when I accidentally dropped a piece of apple pie on Piper's capris that I was still wearing, she asked, "Nice pants, Pheebs, aren't those mine?"

Life sucks….

-Phoebe