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"What's wrong?" I hear a small voice behind me. I turn around and wipe my eyes. I have to say I'm kind of embarrassed.
"Oh nothing," I say scooting over so she can sit next to me, "Shouldn't you be asleep?"
"Shouldn't you learn how to change the subject in a ess obvious way?" She asks.
"I forgot how irreverent kids are." I mutter. She smiles with a little laugh.
"So we both know it's about a boy, and I'm going to guess Glen." She starts. I give her a look. I know I'm not that transparent. "Well, I'm in middle school if theres anything I can recognize it's when someone is upset over a boy, and well the only guy I've ever seen you with is that Glen." She explains.
"Fine, he left today." I say feeling a bit better.
"Is that who you were with tonight?" She asks.
"Yeah, and he's leaving in the morning." I say
"Does he know you like him?" She asks.
"I don't know, but would it even matter?" I ask mostly myself, but partly her.
"It could." She says, but I know it wouldn't. It would just be history repeating. I'd tell him I love him, and he'd say he had to go. Just like last time, and it hurt too much to repeat. "You'll find someone better." she says all cheery.
"Thanks," I say even though I can't even picture anyone more perfect for me than Glen.
"Well, come on and get some sleep." She says.
"That sounds nice," I say getting under my covers. She gets in with me.
In about ten minutes I hear her beathing steady and shes asleep. Then I realize it's her last night too, and I wasn't even here. How horrible is it that she was comforing me when I should have been comforting her. Well, I can't sleep now. I slowly get out of bed, and walk downstairs as quietly as possible. I head into the kitchen to just sit and think, but I see I wasn't alone in having this idea.
"Hey," Phoebe says grogilly. Piper smiles.
"How come you weren't here tonight?" Piper asks.
"It was Glen's last night too." I say. They nodd.
"You forgot didn't you?" Phoebe asks. I nodd fealing ashamed.
"I'm going to miss her around here." Phoebe says
"Me too. It felt like we were more of a family this week, and she brings back Prue's presence in the house." Piper says. Figures she's throw Prue into the mix, but I'm not angry because after all, it is true.
"You know we don't have to let her go." I suggest.
"We can't have a kid." Piper says
"We'd probobly raise her to be a freak." Phoebe builds.
"And with the demons." Piper says.
"You want her don't you?" I ask seeing through all of it.
"Terribly," They say together.
"I think she'd like that too." I say thinking about calling my office tomorow morning. We all sity with our huge decision at the table for another few hours until slowly we head up the stairs ready to get some sleep.
I wake up in my room alone. At first I'm a little scared, but then I hear talking downstairs. I get dressed and then I head into the kitchen where Piper and Emily are baking, and Phoebe is lying on the coffee table face down.
"Good morning," Piper says as I enter the room.
"Hey," I say taking a seat next to Phoebe.
"Don't sit down just yet." Emily says
"What?" I ask suspiciously.
"Were out of syrup." Piper smiles.
"You must be kidding." I say they should know how much I hate grocery stores.
"Come on it'll take you ten minutes, and then we can enjoy a fabulous breakfast." Piper prodds.
"Fine," I say grabbing my cvar keys of the counter and stomping out. Why didn't Phoebe just go? They probobly saved this task for me just to be annoying. I drive down to the store that's only a block away because it's way to early for a walk and go inside to pick up a bottle of syrup.
When I get to the isle I scan the walls for the familiar brand Piper always gets. One left, lucky me.
"Hey" I say seeing a stranger's hand grab it.
"I'm sorry did you want this?" The man says turning to face me. He's cute.
"Yeah, I did." I say putting my hands on my hips.
"That's too bad." he smiles. Asshole.
"How about you buy this fabulous brand, and give me that one." I say handing him a different container.
"But I like this one." He says, "Why don't you buy that one?"
"Seriously, just give it to me." I say trying a new aproach. I'm very tempted to orb it into my hands, but well, I'm not that stupid.
"How about you join me at my plae for breakfast and we'll share it?" he asks giving me a cute little grin.
"I can't sorry, but how about you give it to me, and you can buy a new bottle tomorow." I say.
"How about a raincheck if you ever want to enjoy this delicious bottle of syrup." He says cockily. Some guys just don't give up.
"Alright, raincheck." I say having an idea.
"That's a good answer" he says.
"Do you want my number?" I say.
"Yeah give me a second." He says while pulling a pen out of his pocket and a small pice of paper.
"Do you always carry pens and paper around incase you meet some girl?" I say a little wierded out.
"No, I'm a cop. I have to." he says. Oooh, a cop and a cutie. If only he was magical, and I wasn't toaly using him right now.
"So the name is Paige Halliwell, and the number is 555-0134." I say he places the bottle down to write the number. I grab it and run off to the check out stand. After I pay for it I see him looking at me from a dffrent line with a different bottle.
"Atleast I gave you my real number." I yell with a smile. He gives me a cut playful glare. I then head home. When I get there they're all sitting around the table waiting for me.
"That took you forever," Phoebe teases. "You shouldn't have sent me." I say deciding not to mention my chance encounter with Mr. hot cop.
"Well, dig in." Piper says, and we all grab pancakes. The way Emily's smiling I know Phoebe and Piper told her the news. How nice of them to wait for me. But then again I definetely wouldn't be able to hold that kind of secret either. I look up from my plate when the phone rings.
"Don't get it." Piper says not wanting the phone to ruin our conversation and family breakfast. While, sans the boys. Our answering machine beeps and an unfamiliar voice comes along.
"I bet you didn't think I'd call this soon, but you stole my syrup. Now you owe me atleast two dates, Paige. My number is 555-0512 and you had best call me back." It's the guy from the tore, "Oh, yeah, my name's Henry." he adds sheepishly.
Emily, Piper, and Phoebe all turn to look at me. I go bright red.
I can tell right there that this is the begining of a whole new chapter in my life. This time with a boyfriend,three unbelievably close sisters, and a neice.