Under The Street Lamp

WOWP Fan Fiction

*DISCLAIMER: I don't own WOWP.*

CHAPTER 1: 11:59PM

It was a foggy evening, that night. The lamp light cut through that dense fog. The park was silent. That was, until a girl bursted through the fog. She was running as if she was late for something; heels clacking against the pavement.

At exactly 11:51PM, stood the young girl; she was no older than 17, with long black hair and deep brown eyes. She waited in the heart of Central Park, under the third street lamp. She reached in her pocket and pulled a small piece of paper and read it over once again.

Shoving the note into her pocket, she looked up. Not a soul was around.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the bushes. It walked towards the girl. At first, she could not make out its features, but as it got closer she started to see him; a boy, no younger than her. When he was within meter of her, he began to talk.

"It's so good to see you Alex!" the boy said.

"Likewise," the girl responded.

He embraced Alex, throwing his arms around her. Her arms dangled, hanging lifelessly off her shoulders.

"I've missed you."

"I've missed you too, Mason." Her words were emotionless.

"Are you ready?" he asked. "I don't see your things…"

"Mason, I have something-."

"No worries; the more stuff you have, the harder it is to get around. Let's go shall we?"

"No, y'see, the thing is-"

"Where shall we go first? I've always wanted to go to Paris, meet other werewolves, you know stuff like that."

"Uh, Mason, please listen to-"

"Well, come on now, Alex. You're still all the way over there. We need to hurry if we're going to make our flight." He walked back to her a grabbed her wrist, pulling her forward.

"I've moved on!" She pulled her wrist away from the boy. He turned and stared at her.

He laughed. "Aha! Good one, Alex! I actually thought for a second there you we telling the truth,"

"I am telling the truth!" she protested.

"Alex, I don't understand."

"Mason, it's been a year!"

"So?" he questioned.

"I can't live my life anymore! I didn't have a date for Junior Prom. I can't go to parties anymore." She paused. "I know I said I'd wait for you, but I can't. I'm sorry."

"Alex… I'm sorry. I didn't know this was weighing on you so much."

She glanced at her cell phone.

"I have to go now." She turned, facing away from him. "Bye."

"No, Alex, please. Not like this"

"I'm sorry, Mason."

She took a few steps, heels clacking once more against the pavement. As she left, Mason began to fade into the fog. Alex never looked back.

"Mark my words, Alex Russo! You will be mine once again!"

At 11:59PM on a cold, foggy night, two hearts were broken and two lives were changed forever.

ALLYOUR~ CORNER!

Hai, I'm AllYours.

I had this mind-blowingly amazing idea to write a WOWP fanfic two weeks ago, baised on how foggy it was here. It turned out pretty good. This story is wayyyyyyyyyyyy more descripitive than I normally write, so don't get too used to it.

Read and review, please.

Enjoy!

AllYours~