Read and Review if you think I should continue. There will be Prue/Andy, Piper/Leo, and Pheobe/Cole. Maybe later Paige/Glen.
Prue looked down at her eleven year old sister. She looked ridiculous wearing hot pink overalls and a lime green striped shirt. She relished the day when she wore the same thing, when what she looked like wasn't all that mattered. When he didn't drive her head-over-heals crazy in love.

"Prue why are you staring at me? Do I have something on my face?" Phoebe asked wiping her hands across her cheek. If Prue were to do that she would have to re-do her make up, and that would take at least a half hour.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry" Prue said.

"Well, Andy's on the phone, you want to take it?" Phoebe asked impatiently.Tapping her foot like only an eleven year old girl could do.

"Sure," Prue said taking the phone. Then a wave of doubt hit her.

"No-wait" Prue said to her sister.

"Yeah or no?" Phoebe asked her oldest sister. Phoebe put her hands on her hips. Sometimes growing up with three girls drove her crazy.

"I don't know" Prue said dramatically putting her hands over her face-careful not to smudge her mascara.

"Andy, Prue's busy, but I'll ask her to call you back" Phoebe said to the phone and hung up.

"Pheebs! I wanted to talk to him!" Prue said annoyed.

"Jesus Christ!" Phoebe said throwing her hands up in the air and walking out of Prue's room. Prue laughed at her little sister.

"I give up on this." Piper said coming into the room she shared with Prue. She threw her Algebra text book on the floor and jumped on her bed moodily.

"Piper, you can't just not do your homework." Prue tells her thirteen year old sister.

"I can, and I'm going to" Piper says in a harsh way.

"What will that do to your perfect record?" Prue asked her sister. Prue practically raised them since their parents had left, and their Grams, whom they lived with, was rarely at home.

"Nothing, my test scores will make up for it." Piper said. Piper had always been the brainiac. Prue was smart, but not as smart as Piper was for her age.

"So can you take me to that party on Saturday?" Piper asked Prue impatiently. Piper rarely was invited to parties. She had friends, but she wasn't popular.

"If you do your Algebra." Prue said. She had learned how to handle her sisters.

"It's too hard!" Piper exclaimed.

"Come here, I'll explain it to you." Prue said motioning for her sister to sit on her bed. They were only a year and a half apart, but Piper looked up to Prue, all the sisters did.

Soon, Piper realized her mistake and took her book to her desk. Just as Prue thought her sister troubles were over Paige walked in crying. Paige was her ten year old sister. She was cute in her little way, and a going through a particularly long tomboy stage that Phoebe and Piper despised.

"What's wrong? Paige" Prue asked.

"Glen and Richard won't let me play with them because they say I'm a girl." Paige said wiping her eyes, and getting a smudge of dirt on her face.

"You are a girl" Piper said turning from her homework. Paige chose to ignore her sister's comment. She resented being the youngest because all of her sisters always expected her to follow in their footsteps.

"You go out there, and tell them the only reason they wont let you play is because they know you'll beet them" Prue told Paige. She reached up and wiped the dirt off her face with a tissue.

"I will" Paige said taking off downstairs. Prue always got a kick out of how Paige could be crying one minute and laughing the next.