Ch. 6: More than Best Friends

At six o'clock the phone's ring echoes through the Halliwell manor.

Grams wipes off her hands from baking cookies and throws the towel to the island. She makes her way past the backpacks and school books that litter the arch connecting the kitchen to the dinning room and reaches for the portable phone, which rests on the dinning room table.

Just then Paige thunders down the stairs and cuts narrowly in front of Grams to grab the phone. "Hello, Halliwell residence?"

Grams stared at her granddaughter, looking confused, then just went into the kitchen and continued cooking.

On the phone Paige hears a deep voice. "Hello, I'm looking for Paige? Tell her it's Glen."

Paige smiled. "Hey Glen, this is Paige."

She heard him chuckle. "I know, just…trying to be polite, I guess. First impressions."

Paige's heart stopped. First impressions? He's trying to make a good first impression on me?

Paige chuckled. "Um, Glen, this is more like the two billionth impression. I've known you since the seventh grade."

There was an awkward silence.

"Yeah, but," Glen said, pausing for second, "this is the first impression I'm trying to make on you now; when I'm about to ask you out for the first time."

Paige's heart stopped again. Could this really be happening? "W-what?"

"I've had a major crush on you since the fifth grade, and when you started to notice me in the seventh grade I fell in love," Glen said. "Paige, will you go to the Cupids Ball with me?"

Paige nearly dropped the phone. She couldn't find any words to say so she just opened and closed her mouth a few times.

"Paige, are you still there?" Glen asked nervously.

Paige made an 'um hum' sound into the phone because she still couldn't seem to find any words to say.

"So…how 'bout it then?" he said. "Am I cool enough to be your date?"

Paige grinned and gave a small chuckle. "You're more than cool enough. You'd be cool enough if you were asking me to go to the dance of the wolves in Alaska. Of course I'll go to the Cupids Ball with you! I'll see you at school tomorrow and when you pick me up Friday." And she hung up because she was too excited already to talk anymore with her dream guy.

Ch. 7: Snooping Sisters

"So Phoebe," Piper said as she happily skipped into her sister's room. "Who arth thow going to the ball with this Friday?"

Phoebe smiled. "I goeth with Coleth!"

Piper made a suspicious look. "Cole huh? Isn't he a bit…irresponsible?"

Phoebe nodded a little. "He was. But over the summer Cole got counseling and stuff and now he's not a delinquent. He doesn't shoplift or skip school or get detention anymore. Nothing."

Piper nodded a little. "Not bad for an ex-demon."

Phoebe smiled. "High hopes bring good results."

"I guess," Piper considered.

The phone began to ring and Paige speed past the doorway, screaming, "I'll get it, I'll get it, I'll get it!"

Piper looked at Phoebe and Phoebe looked at Piper and the both of them jumped up and ran after their sister.

The two older Halliwells stopped at the bottom of the stairs and peered around the corner to see their younger sister talking on the phone. They listened intently.

Paige smiles. "Hey Glen, this is Paige."

Phoebe looked at her older sister. "Who's Glen?"

Piper looked at her sister like she'd look at Jessica Simpson. "You're kidding, right?"

Phoebe shook her head, looking blonder than ever. "No, seriously; who's Glen?"

Piper had to restrain ever muscle in her body to resist the urge to slap her sister over the head. "He's Paige best guy friend, you blonde-heart!"

Then they heard Paige talking again. "Of course I'll go to the Cupids Ball with you!"

Phoebe stumbled forward a little in shock, but Piper grabbed her by the blouse and pulled her back, as not to blow their eavesdropping cover.

Paige grinned. "I'll see you tomorrow at school and when you pick me up Friday."

Phoebe and Piper stared at each other for a few moments.

"Call Prue?" Phoebe said.

"Call Prue." Piper said.

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