Charmed: The Next Generation

Chapter 2

The drive to the mall felt agonisingly long. Hope and Chris sat in the front of the car chatting away about various demon attacks and vanquishing potions, while Henry and I sat in the back rolling our eyes at almost everything they were saying. The way they talked about this stuff made them seem like they knew it all, but in reality, our parents were the ones who really understood it.

Chris had time travelled back to right after Wyatt was born to save him from some psycho elders, but that was the Chris from the reality where Wyatt was evil ruler of the world, so all the credit people give him for that trip really isn’t legit.

When we pulled up to the mall, Henry and I jumped out of the car and began to head towards the entrance, only to be called back by Chris.

“Guys I want us to stick together. I know you don’t want to but it’s for your own safety.”  said Chris looking between us. I rolled my eyes, but agreed. Disagreeing would cause a whole other argument that I really didn’t need.

“Can we at least go to the shop I want to go to first?” I said, trying my best to give Chris an innocent sweet smile.

“Course. But Melinda, never smile like that again. It’s really creepy.”

My smile dropped to a frown as he and the others began to laugh. I may be easy going, but the one thing I hated was people laughing at me. Even if it’s all in good nature.

“Come on Prue,” said Henry linking his arm through mine “we’re just having a joke.”

“Whatever.” I replied with another eye roll “Let’s just go.”

 Topshop was packed. I’m not even joking; I literally couldn’t get to any of the clothes. There were loads of raging women grabbing at whatever they could see and either rushing to the till or to the changing rooms. I soon found out why my favourite clothes shop was packed however. There was this massive sale going on that took up to 50% off, and every piece of clothing or jewellery and every pair of shoes were in this sale. No wonder people were grabbing whatever they could see.

My favourite part of this huge sale, however, was not the fact that something of the cutest pieces of clothing I had ever seen were half price, but the look of great discomfort on Chris and Henry’s faces. They just looked so uncomfortable being squished up against racks of bright pink and yellow flowery skirts. Hope and I were in our element, however, grabbing any good looking piece of clothing we could see, just like every other nutter in the store.

When we finally made it to the also packed changing rooms, Hope and I were laden with a large variety of clothes, from purple pleated skirts to orange crop tops.

“How does this look?” asked Hope as she walked out of her changing room. I peeked around my curtain to see my cousin standing there in a beautiful one-shoulder knee length white dress. It made her look thinner then she already was, and made her hazel eyes and light brown hair a lot more prominent.

“It looks really good!” I told her with a smile. She looked happy with her choice and then checked out her reflection in the full length mirror at the end of the corridor.

“I was a good choice wasn’t it?” She turned to me and placed her hands on her hips, something that she did far too often. “Let’s see your dress.”

I pursed my lips and stepped out of my changing room. Hope’s mouth literally fell open.  “Is it that bad?” I asked looking at myself in the mirror. I had thought that the short sleeved knee length maroon coloured dress had been great find. It had black embroidered butterflies across the chest that I thought were extremely beautiful. The colour matched my hair and eyes really well, making them stand out.