EPISODE: Dream Sorcerer
SEASON: 1
EPISODE: 5

PART: 1

The four of us (sisters) were at Quake. We were sitting at a table, and Piper was off.

"They have been going at it for almost an hour." Prue pointed out to a young couple, making out.

Phoebe and I turned around. Ew, get a room.

"They should get a room." I muttered.

"I hate being single." said Piper.

"Waitress coming through." I heard Skye's voice. "Special delivery."

"Hi Skye." I said, my voice was probabl more cheerful then Piper or Phoebe's.

"Hey, Skye," Piper said, sounding glum.

"Hiy, Skye." Phoebe faked her cheerfulness, making Skye's name rhyming to whatever she was saying.

"Hi, guys!" she said in a happy voice, giving us our drinks.

"Um, there's a mistake, I didn't order this." Prue told our friend, looking at her beverage.

"I know, it's from a secret admirer, he ordered it for you." Skye pointed to a man, who lifted his drink.

"Who's that?" I asked.

"I have no idea." Skye replied. "I'm just following the bartender's orders. And apparently, he's been eyeing on you all night." she told the last part to Prue.

Prue handed Skye her drink. "Could you tell him it was sweet, but I'm not interested." she told/asked Skye. She added that it was flattering, but she was seeing someone.

Skye nodded. She took Prue's drink, and walked off.

"So does it mean your going to get serious with Andy?" Phoebe asked. Prue shrugged.

I was sitting in school. No, I take that back, I was in the hallway, at my locker. I was sitting on the ground, talking to my friend Kyle Gwydion. He's the youngest son of his family. He had six older brothers and his dad is the seventh son out of Kyle's six uncles as well.

Kyle was bitching about how he felt like he was forgotten, since he's growing up in the shadow of his other brothers, and that his parents didn't love him or something.

"Kyle," I started. "I have no parents. Well, my mom is dead, and my dad abandoned me. Plus, my grandmother died like, seven or six months ago, and all I have is my three older sisters."

"Yeah, at least your not neglected..." he muttered.

"Hey, I know how you feel. I remember when Grams was alive, and... yeah, well, you get the point."

"Yeah..." Kyle said slowly.

"And you know what I did?" I asked him.

"What?"

"I didn't give a fuck about it. I mean, yeah, I felt lonely, but I had other stuff to do..." I sighed.

Kyle nodded. "So you're telling me, not to give a fuck about it and do something else?"

I shrugged. "I guess so. But hey, you could also talk about it with someone."

"But I am now." he stated.

"Right."

"You know, you smell like... the ocean, have you gotten that before?" he asked.

I shruddered at the thought about that. Tony Wong told me that too. I nodded.

"And your eyes... they match the color of the sea, too." he added.

"Thanks, Gwydion."

"Anytime, Halliwell."