Hey. Thanks for all the encouraging reviews. In answer to the questions – yes, one of the sisters does get pregnant in the story – and Glen will definitely be in it but I haven't decided about Kyle yet.
Chapter Two: Kisses
Piper looked around her and tightened her grip on Leo's hand. This wasn't her type of place. The strobe lighting made the two hundred or so teenagers look vaguely evil and the loud music made it impossible to hear anyone talk.
"I'll look after you. Don't worry," Leo said into her ear, sensing her unease.
Piper smiled up at Leo. She really did love him. They'd been dating since they were fourteen, after they'd met on Leo's first day at the junior high school. He was tall and handsome, with sandy blond hair and deep blue eyes.
Leo pulled her into an empty corner and kissed her lightly.
"Have I mentioned how great you look tonight?"
Piper blushed, glad that Leo couldn't see her in the dark. "Maybe once or twice."
Leo grinned, his white teeth gleaming. "Well I'm going to keep saying it. You look amazing."
Piper had dressed up for the party, borrowing a black dress from Prue, that fell to mid-thigh, and a pair of black wedges from Paige, who had the same size feet as her.
"Leo, you haven't introduced me to your girlfriend," drawled a male voice from behind Piper.
Startled, Piper spun round to see a guy, about their age, with light brown hair and green eyes, standing in front of them. He was tall, more so than Leo, and wore a devilish grin on his undoubtedly handsome face.
"Piper, this is my step-brother, Cole Turner. He just moved in with us. Cole, this is Piper Halliwell."
"So glad to finally put a face to a name. Leo's hardly stopped talking about you…ever. And I can't wait to meet the rest of the Halliwell family I've heard so much about."
Piper smiled shyly. "My sisters are around here somewhere. I came with Prue and Phoebe and Paige should be here too."
At that moment, Phoebe bounded over to them, all big smiles and hugs as usual. She was dressed in a corseted black top and a short, pleated denim skirt with black fishnets and Converse high tops.
"Hey Piper, you look gorgeous. Leo, you might want to keep an eye on her tonight. You…you I don't know," she exclaimed, turning to Cole.
"I'm Cole Turner, Leo's step-brother."
"Phoebe Halliwell, Piper's sister," she replied, holding her hand out to Cole.
"Are all you Halliwell's so beautiful?" asked Cole, kissing Phoebe's hand.
"Good genes," smiled Phoebe. "But Piper's out shone all of us tonight,"
Piper felt herself blush again. "Phoebe!" she muttered, nudging her little sister in the back.
"Ow! So you here visiting?"
"No, actually, I just moved in with Leo, his father and my mother."
"I guess I'll be seeing a lot more of you then."
"I hope so." Cole was still holding Phoebe's hand. "Want to dance?"
Phoebe nodded. "Sure. I'll catch up with you two later," she added to Piper and Leo.
"Well, he's certainly settling in well," commented Piper.
"Hmm," was Leo's only response.
"Hmm? Why is there a hmm?"
"No reason." Leo smiled at her. "Let's dance."
"Prue, is that your sister over there?" asked Kate, one of Prue's friends, pointing over to a dark haired girl in a pale blue, slash neck sweater, and a black skirt, laughing with some friends.
"You mean the one with the bottle in her hand?" sighed Prue. "Yup, that's my little Paige."
"She's not so little anymore," slurred Darryl, Andy's best friend. "She got a boyfriend?"
Prue glared at Darryl. "That is none of your business and she's only fifteen. You go within two feet of her and I swear to God-"
"Calm down," muttered a soft voice, as strong arms wrapped around her waist.
Prue smiled to herself and rolled her head back on to Andy's shoulder, placing a kiss on his chin.
"Hi, sorry I'm late."
"That's okay," smiled Prue. "You're here now. Just in time to stop me from pummelling your best friend into a bloody pulp."
"Ah ignore Darryl. He's harmless. And drunk. You look incredible."
Prue was wearing a light pink, wrap around gauzy skirt and a crocheted white halter neck top. She turned around in Andy's embrace and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply.
"Let's get out of here," she whispered into his ear.
He nodded, tightening his grip around her waist. "My parents are out."
"Perfect." Prue pulled away from Andy. "But I do have to tell someone I'm going. Two minutes."
She kissed his forehead and rushed off to talk to Paige, who was now dancing with her group of friends, bottle still in hand, but thankfully, the same one.
"Paige, I'm going now. Can you tell Phoebe and Piper?"
"Sure," the younger sister nodded.
"Thanks. And go easy on the drink, okay. We don't want a repeat of Piper's sixteenth birthday party."
Paige rolled her eyes. "I was like thirteen then. And besides," she continued, holding up the bottle. "It's juice."
Prue grinned and kissed Paige's cheek. "You're a good girl."
Paige waved her elder sister off. "Yea, yea. Now get out of here you crazy kid."
Phoebe and Cole sat on the roof of the warehouse the party was being held in, and smoked, watching the grey clouds rise up into the dark sky.
"I still can't believe you're into the Sex Pistols and The Clash and Korn and Eighteen Visions and stuff," exclaimed Cole. "I figured you'd be listening to Hilary Duff and all that pop shit that's on all the time."
Phoebe scoffed and blew two identical streams of smoke through her nose. "No, God no, real music."
Cole smiled and they settled back into silence. He ran his hand down Phoebe's bare arm and locked his fingers with her. She smiled at him.
"If you don't mind me asking, why are you moving now. Your mum married Leo's dad like five years ago."
Cole shrugged. "I don't really get on with my mum. When my parents divorced I chose to live with dad. But…well, he died about a month ago. So now…"
"God, I'm so sorry. I didn't know."
"No, I know you didn't."
Suddenly, Cole sat up.
"What?" asked Phoebe. "What's wr-?"
She was cut off by Cole's lips closing over hers, his hand running through her hair. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. When they broke apart, they were both short of breath. Phoebe smiled, shyly.
"I'm only sixteen," she admitted.
"I know," replied Cole, staring at her face and brushing her hair back gently.
Phoebe knew that voice. "Yes Piper?"
"It's half twelve. We've got to go."
"Okay." She kissed Cole again and got to her feet. "Give me a call. Leo's got the number."
Then she was gone, away arm in arm with her two sisters.
Cole touched his bottom lip. Suddenly, he didn't mind quite so much about moving in with his mother.
Argh that was long for me. Review.