A/N: For some reason, FF won't let me login, but once it starts to work again, I'll post these chapters.

"How was your first day of school?" Piper asked. She had already picked up Patience, and was driving back home.

"It was great. I met this girl. Her name is Amanda, and she had the power to turn things into different things," Patience explained. "For instance, she turned her pencil into a pen."

"Really? That's a neat power," Piper commented.

"Yeah. And then there was this really mean boy. He kept saying that I shouldn't think I was special because my mom and aunts were the Charmed Ones," Patience put on a sour face. "Amanda should turn him into a frog!"

Piper look in the rearview mirror, "Don't get any ideas."

"Piper, can you watch Prudence?" Phoebe asked coming down the stairs. "I have to finish up at work, to make the deadline."

"Sure, no problem," Piper replied. Her and the kids were in the living room. "Will you be back in time for dinner?"

"I can't make any promises," Phoebe said. "But I'll try," she grabbed her purse, car keys, and jacket and headed out the door, "Be good for Auntie Piper. I love you!" she called has she was about to walk out the door.

"Ha! You're in my watch now!" Piper snarled and rubbed her hands together. Patience, Prudence, and Peyton laughed.

"Mom, just leave me alone!" a young girl cried. She ran up the stairs into her room.

"Pandora! Please, stop this," her mother begged.

"I hate you! Why did you have to adopt me?" she screamed. Her mother came bounded up the steps. Before she could get to her daughters room, the door accidentally shut in her mother's face.

"Pandora Cassandra! You did not just slam that door in my face!" Pandora's mother yelled through the door.

Pandora was on the floor, back pressed against the door, sobbing. She didn't mean to shut the door in her mother's face. She hadn't even touched it! Things like that had been happening since she was a kid. It would only happen once in a while then, when she got angry, but as she got older, and got angry more often, it happened all the time. I must be some sort or freak! Pandora thought. Things would move or shut whenever she thought about it. Even sometimes when she didn't think about it.

The door handle jiggled, but it had locked by itself. "I'll be back before dark, okay? I'm just gonna cool off," she called through the door.

"Pandora let me in!"

"Mom, please! Just let me get out of the house for a while. I promise I won't go to Andrea's house," she called. After all, that's what had started the whole mess. She wanted to sleep over Andrea's, because it was a Friday night. Her mother had told her no, because she had gotten a C on her history test.

"If I find out that you do, you're grounded for a year! Do you hear me?"

She waited for her mother to leave, then she left through the front door. She walked around her neighborhood, wondering where she would go. She had about three hours until it got dark. I know! She thought. She walked downtown and hailed a cab.

Pandora got paid the cab driver the money she owed and she got out of the cab. She wasn't sure what number the house was, but she figured she'd be able to spot it. Her mother had told her the address once, and said it was an old maroon colored Victorian.

She walked around until she found an old, maroon Victorian. There was a black Explorer and Green Punch Buggy parked in the driveway.

"This is it," she muttered to herself and sighed. She walked up onto the porch and rang the doorbell.

Paige was in the living room with Prudence, Peyton, Patience, and Preston, while Piper was in the kitchen making dinner.

The doorbell rang, "I'll get!" Paige called.

"No, I'm done with dinner for now. Keep watching the kids," Piper wiped her hands on a dishrag and opened the door.

There was a young girl stood on the porch, with her back turned to Piper.

"Can I help you?" Piper asked the girl.

The young girl turned around. She had dark brown hair, almost black, and piercing blue eyes.

"P…Prue?" Piper stammered.