Living With A Chance
A year after Mason Grabeck and Juliet Van Heusen left in Transylvania, Justin and Alex are still depressed and broken hearted. When a new wizard, Chance Ellos, moves into town, she'll show the two young wizards what it's like to live with the memories or live like they never happened. Dark shadows start chasing Chance after they find out that she's a princess from another dimension. Will Justin and Alex ever forget or will they be like this forever and will Chance's life depend on their hearts to heal?
"Come on you two! You haven't gone out with your friends since… the incident," Theresa says, stroking Alex's hair. She shrugs, flipping through TV channels even faster.
"Like I said to Alex, you're one broken heart closer to happily ever after!" she says, trying to cheer up her two eldest children. Justin and Alex both groan. Theresa rolls her eye, grabbing her laundry and walking up the stairs to find Jerry. Alex stands from the couch, popping some popcorn. She separates it into two big bowls and gives one to Justin.
"I miss her…" he sighs, eating some of the popcorn. Alex nods, tears sliding down her red cheeks, leaving more trails. BANG! They both jump, wands out. Harper runs, her face terrified.
"You guys! I have news! I don't know how you would take this, if you consider it good or bad but I'll just call it news," she pants.
"Mason is a boy again?
"Juliette came back?
"No. Sorry, but this is important. There's a new wizard in town. She's in Justin's year. She moved her last week," Harper explains. Justin and Alex exchange bored looks. There are two weeks left of summer and they didn't want to be reminded that they had to go back to school soon. Justin would be a senior and Alex a sophomore with Max an eight grader.
"So? If she's as old as Justin, she should be able to control her powers just find. Not our problem," Alex says, returning to the couch. Harper sighs, sitting next to her.
"But it is a problem! She poofed into town. Right in the middle of the busiest time of day at Waverly Place. A ton of people saw her," Harper says. Alex's eyes widen. With a new, irresponsible wizard in Waverly Place, they could all be in danger of being exposed and maybe sent to Wizard Jail for endangering the Wizard Community.
"Maybe we should go check on her…" Justin suggests. Alex shrugs, standing from the couch.
"Okay! She lives right above the Late Night Bite, apartment 45." Justin nods, flashing out. Alex hugs Harper quickly and flashes her own self out, following closely behind her brother.
Alex and Justin land at the door of apartment 45.
"Here we go." Justin knocks stiffly, stepping back. After a few moments of silence, the door opens, revealing a girl, about Justin's age with bright, flaming red hair, forest green eyes, face covered in light freckles and a big smile.
"Hello. What's up?" she asks. Justin and Alex look at each other quickly.
"May we come in? We live across the street and we wanted to welcome you into New York. We also heard you'll be starting Tribeca Prep High School this fall and since, we are too, we wanted to welcome you," Alex says. The girl grins, opening to door wider. They step into a version of their own Lair, but less messy and brown, but more colorful and organized.
"Yeah, sorry. Met to flash to get the living room, but since we're all wizards here, really what's the point, eh?" she asks in a smooth British accent. Alex choked back a sob, collapsing on tan couch behind her.
"Oh, bloody 'ell! What's the matter with 'er?"
"Her boyfriend was British. He just, well, kinda disappeared. He was werewolf," Justin explains. The girl nods glancing at the necklace that hung around Alex's neck, the one Mason gave her.
"May I see that?" she asks. Alex sniffs, slipping the necklace off her neck. She studies it carefully and hands it back to Alex.
"Lovely True Love jewel you 'ave there. Only five others in the world, you know," she says. Alex kisses the necklace, tucking it in her sweater.
"Your boyfriend was Mason, wasn't it?"
"What? You know him?"
"Oh, yeah. Real nice guy. Such a sweet 'art. We was friends back in London," she says. Alex smiles faintly.
"I reckon, that's where 'e returned too," she says. Alex nods, clasping her hands on her lap.
"Sorry. I'm bein' rude. Name's Chance. Chance Ellos," she says, sticking her hand out. Justin shakes it, putting a protective arm around Alex's shaking shoulders.
"I'm Justin Russo. This is Alex," he says, dropping his hand. Chance gasps, clapping her hands happily.
"You're the Russos?! Wow!" she squeals. Justin raises a confused eyebrow at her. She jumps off the sofa, grabbing a magazine off the table behind the couch. She tosses it at them. There was a full two back-to- back article with pictures of all of them in the magazine, describing their adventure getting the Stone of Dreams and sending Giselle to Wizard Jail as a scarlet macaw.
"What is this?" Justin asks. Chance shrugs, " Seems like word of your little adventure leaked out to the Wizard Press and now you're famous."
"Famous?" Alex croaks, drying her eyes on her sleeve. Chance nods, pushing the magazine towards her.
"When did this come out?"
"A few months ago. About around October," she explains. Justin frowns at the magazine. They had gone on the vacation in June, barely four months before.
"Cool," Alex whispers, handing the magazine back to Chance. She smiles again, tossing it behind her. IN a flash of light, the magazine disappears and reappears on the table.
"Whoa! What was that?" Alex gasps. Chance chuckles, grabbing the flowerpot and chucking it behind her. The Russo gasp, waiting for the crash. With another flash of light, the flowerpot reappears in front of them, noting out of place.
"What kind of spell is that?" Justin asks.
"What goes up, must come down, put that thing back where it was found! Really useful to keep a house organized," she says happily, walking to the kitchen. Justin picks up a pen sitting in front of him. He throws is across the room. A few moments later, it's resting on the table again.
"Awesome. We could do that to Max's room," Justin suggests. Alex snorts.
"Yeah find something, he throws it and then we lose it again," she says.
"But we could organize it!"
"Good luck with that. I'm so not going in there!" she says. Chance comes back with a plate of cookies in her hands and a tray of tea floating behind her.
"Mum always said, never have guests with them at least eatin' a bit!" she says, planting the tray in front of them. Alex and Justin nibble on cookies as Chance continues to talk, giving her life's story to them and explains some tricks she discovered with magic.
"Did you have an siblings?" Alex asks. Chance nods, pouring tea.
"A brother and a younger sister," she sighs. Justin and Alex exchange confused looks.
"Where are they?" Chance shrugs.
" Faith…last I heard she was studying in Dana Hall in Massachusetts and August is… well I'm not really sure. He disappears from months on end," she says, rubbing the back of her neck nervously.
"Aren't your parents worried?" Justin asks. Chance grins, shaking her head.
"Nope. Mum and Dad died in a car crash a few years ago. Both wizards. We've been living off ourselves for the last five years," she says, the grin fading.
"Sorry. I shouldn't have asked," Justin murmurs. Chance shakes her head, handing Alex a cup of tea.
"Oh don't worry! It's fine, really. Sure we still miss them, but pain fades with time," she says, staring out the window. Chance shakes her head again, throwing the empty teapot behind her. They all hear a faint clank as the teapot returns to the kitchen.
"Oh dear! It's beginning to rain!" Chance gasps, running to the open window. She slams it closed.
"We should get back. Thanks Chance," Alex says, taking a finally cookie and pulling her red wand out of her boot. She twirls it above her head but nothing happens.
"Can't I poof out?" she asks. Chance shakes her head.
"I magic proofed the room so that only I can do magic in hear unless they're spells that are long term. Here I'll poof us out!" she says, taking out a wand similar to Alex's but a metallic silver.
"Is that a full wizard wa—" the Russo's are gone, back at their loft. Chance sighs, falling back on the couch.
"That was close. Not more wand magic!" she scolds herself, stretching like a cat and heading to bed.