Hi everyone. This is the first Wizards fanfic I haven attempted. It is going to get quite...serious. "Dark" isn't the right word, but it will deal with issues of an adult nature which some readers (esp. younger ones) might find a bit upsetting, so don't read if you don't think you'll enjoy it. I don't want to upset anyone!

I won't continue this if no one finds the potential story-line interesting, so please review to let me know if you want to read more.

It is based during the events of the movie, near the beginning. None of the "Mom and Dad Never Met" business has gone on. It is a family-centric story with a focus mainly on a Justin/Alex brother-sister relationship and Alex/Theresa. Max and Jerry are featured and probably Harper/Alex later on.

So without further a-do, here is the story.

"Alex, you are not going to that party and that is final".

Alex Russo sat down on her hotel-room bed, angry, frustrated and dying to go that party. Javier was just so cute, why was her mom being so unreasonable? He was a nice guy, he worked at the resort for god's sake! She decided right there and then, in her usual stubborn way, that she was going to go, and that was final. She heard her dad tell her to get ready for dinner, and she made sure to put her cutest top and skirt on. She would just say she felt like…making an effort. It would work for sure, right?

A couple of hours later and Alex could hear the party going on down the beach. Her mom looked at her across the table as the family finished off dinner, giving her an "I know what you're thinking" stare.

"I know what you're thinking," said Justin. Stupid know-it-all brother, thought Alex. The family got up and headed off to the room, but Alex lingered behind. Whispering a spell under her breath that would make her family miraculously "OK" with her going to the beach party, her mom turned around, calling out "Have a good time at the party baby. Don't be back too late!"

Alex smiled mischievously, applied some lip gloss and strutted in the direction of the party.

An hour or so later…

Alex was having a great time. She had been drinking punch, chatting to some hot staff and dancing with some cool girls a few years older than she was. All of a sudden, Javier came over and started dancing too. He was kind of…forward…but she felt like a new, older, more mature Alex, and she kind of liked it. The punch she had been drinking had started to affect her just a little, and her head swum with golden lights, the sound of the waves and the music and the salty-sweet scent of Javier and she felt a fuzzy, happy feeling, and before she knew it she had been led away by Javier behind a shed where they kept the surf boards and kayaks.

She didn't really want to be alone with him. She wasn't ready for anything like that, not yet, not here. She felt a tight, nervous feeling in her stomach. Something didn't feel right.