Disclaimer: Don't own Wizards of Waverly Place. Boo :[
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Hey Russo. Can't wait to see you tonight. Wear something special for me ;)
Alex snapped her phone shut, half amused at the suggestive nature of Dean's text. He usually wasn't so forward, but she embraced it since she was feeling an extra surge of rebellion in her tonight.
Setting her phone on her nightstand, Alex drifted over to her closet to find that something "special". After tossing what seemed like fifty outfits over her shoulder, she finally settled on a black mini skirt that clung to her slender thighs and a purple corset-fashioned tank top that complimented her tanned shoulders and revealed the majority of her back. Alex didn't do heels, so she wiggled into her favorite pair of black high-top converse sneakers.
Glancing at the clock, Alex saw she was running late. With a snap of her fingers, Alex's hair was complete with beach waves, and her makeup was rockin'. She slipped out of her room and peeked down the stairs to see her mother doing the dishes and her father and younger brother, Max watching a sports game in the living room.
Crap! Mom and Dad are never gonna let me out looking like this…
With a mischievous smile she went back to her room, grabbed her wand and said:
To help me with my devious lies
Dress me up in a perfect disguise!
Alex looked in the mirror and saw her appearance was normal. She was "wearing" simple jeans, a light purple long-sleeved shirt, and regular tennis shoes. Her makeup was gone save for a little mascara, and her hair was secured into a low ponytail. Grinning to herself, she grabbed her purse and headed down the stairs.
Theresa looked up from the dishes, surprised, "Alex, it's almost 9:00, where do you think you're going?"
"Oh, didn't I tell you? I'm going to see a movie with Harper tonight!" Alex lied with ease.
Her mother scrunched her eyes in confusion, trying to remember if what her daughter said was true. After ten seconds she gave up. "Alright sweetie, have a good time, remember curfew is midnight."
"Bye Dad, bye Max!" Alex called innocently on her way out of the door. They mumbled something incoherent in return, eyes still glued on the screen.
Prancing down to their family's sub shop while humming some obnoxious rock song, Alex caught sight of her older brother, Justin. He was sweeping up the station and placing chairs up on the tables. She snickered at the sight; glad she didn't have to do the work.
Alex was about to head out the door when she caught her reflection in the toaster. She imagined her original outfit again, and realized she had no necklace to go with. She looked back up the stairs with a sigh, not wanting to go all that way just for a necklace.
Then she remembered her golden heart locket she left in the lair after magic lessons the other day. Relieved at the reduced amount of walking, Alex strolled into the lair, searching around the couch for her trinket. After five minutes of searching, Alex's patience was wearing thin and her frustration was growing. She scanned her eyes around the lair and spotted a chestnut box partially hidden behind some spell books.
She wandered and after removing the books, heavy with dust, stroked the box gingerly. It looked so old, so frail. Holding her breath and praying it wouldn't crumble to pieces, Alex slowly lifted the top of the box and peered inside.
The inside of the box was lined in a faded pink felt, with an elaborate swirl-stitching pattern woven throughout. It had no shelves or pockets. The bottom was littered with broaches, pins, and other jewelry. Alex picked a rather overwhelming broach and held it up to the light.
"Dad has horrible taste in jewelry," she chuckled at herself. She placed the broach back into the box and started fingering through the delicate metal, looking for her locket. She saw a glint of gold and smiled. Finally! She thought. When she removed the heart-shaped necklace, another glint caught her eye. Underneath Alex's locket was another necklace, one with a silver chain. The jewel that it held was breathtaking. It was shaped into a tiny amethyst teardrop, and was surrounded by a thick border of diamonds.
Alex recognized it as her grandmother's pendant. She held the necklace loosely in her fingers, and closed her eyes in memory:
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8-year-old Alex's eyes shone with excitement. "It's so pretty, Grandma!"
Her grandmother smiled warmly and replied, "Yes, it is. And one day soon, it will be yours!"
8-year-old Alex grinned in anticipation.
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10-year-old Alex was stomping around the kitchen, having a tantrum. "Daddy, why can't I wear it? Grandma said it was mine!" Alex's lips jutted out into a pout.
Jerry sighed and explained, "Because you still can't control your powers, honey! You can never ever use magic when you wear this, it's very dangerous!"
10-year-old Alex rolled her eyes and retorted, "It's not dangerous, it's just a necklace Daddy!"
Jerry chuckled at his daughter's "logic" but pressed on. "Yes but it has a secret, and bad people will do anything to get it. So no putting it on, ok?"
Alex pouted again, the one that usually got her anything she wanted, but said in a small voice, "Ok…"
Jerry smiled and held out his pinky for her, "Pinky promise?"
Alex finally gave in and returned with a grin. "Pinky promise."
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Present day Alex looked over the necklace once more, only hesitating for a split second before clasping it around her neck. Eh, what the heck? It matches. Dad probably just told me that so I couldn't lose it…
She sashayed out of the lair, and checked the necklace in the toaster reflection. "Perfect!" she whispered.
"What?" Justin had appeared over her shoulder. "What did you say?"
Alex spun around and glared at her brother. "I wasn't talking to you, Sir Sweeps-a-lot."
Justin glared right back. "Where are you going this late?"
Alex scoffed. "Like I'd really tell you…" Justin gave her a look that plainly said "I will go get Mom". She rolled her eyes in retort.
"Gosh Justin, I'm just going to see a movie with Harper, Mom and Dad already know. Can't you tell by my normal outfit?" she asked as she looked away innocently, gesturing at her clothes.
Justin's eyes narrowed, then softened. "Just be home on time, okay? And please be careful." His green eyes bled into her chocolate eyes, with… was that.. concern?
Alex's eyes widened in shock as she realized that her brother had seen right through her lie, but quickly covered with a flip of her hair.
"Whatever, Justin. Have fun staying home with the fam and your pathetic excuse for a social life…" And with that, she was out the door.
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A/N: Hello everyone! This is my first fanfic ever and I would LOVE if people would review it and tell me what you think. Loved it? Hated it? Made you want to eat cookies? (That's what happens with me) I would really appreciate any feedback. So a few things:
1. This is not necessarily a Jalex fanfic. I do absolutely adore their relationship, but as a brother/sister, and I will be writing a LOT of interactions between them.
2. I tend to get writer's block a LOT. I will try to update every few days or so, but I apologize in advance if I get a little behind :[
3. I know what I wrote in the summary and what will be written in the next few chapters don't match, but I promise the story WILL get to what the summary talks about!
4. Enjoy! :D