Here's chapter two of New Witch On The Block, please read and enjoy.
The next morning my alarm clock woke me up at seven o'clock and everything happened as it always would on a typical Saturday morning: I took a shower, got dressed, ate breakfast, brushed my teeth and hair, and put my make-up on. I worked on my essay for math until one o'clock when Katie and I got in the car and headed for the Halliwell mansion.
The relationship my mom had with the Halliwells brings me back to a time before me or even the three charmed ones were born. My mom was in eighth grade when she met Patty Halliwell through a pen pall club on her school campus. Patty and Mom became best friends and always stayed in contact no matter where they were. Then one day before I was born there was a terrible accident and all I know is that Patty died near a lake where she drowned. After Patty died the three girl's grandmother stayed at the Halliwell mansion to look after them until they grew up. Mom became good friends with their grandma and took me frequently to San Francisco with her when she went to visit. Twenty years after Patty's death there was another unfortunate accident and their grandma died. After that I guess my mom just couldn't stand the pain anymore and decided to not stay in contact with the girls anymore. This is all I remember since I was very young at the time and had no idea what was happening. Most of my knowledge about it came from listening to discussions that my mom had over the phone and with my dad.
As the mansion came into view I started to remember all of the great times I had there when I was younger. I remembered baking cookies with Piper, drawing with Prue, and playing hide-and-seek with Phoebe. I remembered a grandfather clock in the living room and a long hallway on the second floor.
As we pulled up in front of the house and got out of the car the front door of the house opened and a lady with light brown hair in a ponytail walked toward us with a big smile. Without any warning I was in her arms and she was hugging me. After a few seconds she released me and then I was trapped in another pair of arms, these ones belonging to a lady with long dark brown hair. As we all greeted each other four others walked came out of the doorway: a lady with reddish brown hair carrying a baby of about the age of one, and a little boy with blonde hair of about the age of four.
"Oh my gosh, the last time we saw you you were only six years old," exclaimed Piper as she looked at me with a smile, "I remember you were always begging your mom to take you ice skating with us."
"Yeah, I remember that, I love the ice!"
"Oh, Paris, this is our sister Paige", interrupted Phoebe as the girl with reddish brown hair walked towards us.
"Hey, nice to meet you", she said as we shook hands.
"You too."
For the next hour the discussion went on pretty much the same way with everyone asking me how I have been doing and what is going on in my life and ecetera. I would have to say the highlight of that hour was meeting Pipers two sons Wyatt and Chris who are completely adorable even if Wyatt was a little shy of me at first.
After talking for a long time we all got up from the comfortable sofas and chairs in the living room and made our way into the front hall so the sisters could give us a tour around the mansion. That's when it happened, the moment that would change my life forever.
Bang
A starange metallic blue ball of light went soaring past Poebe's left ear and left a nice sized hole in the wall. When I turned around I saw a weird man in a black cloack with tattoos all over his face.
"Hand her over or die! Hand over the fourth charmed one or you will all die!"
Piper waved her arms and with another loud Bang the man blew up in flames and landed as a small pile of dust on the floor.