Chapter 1

Alex's POV

"Shut up Justin! You're so annoying!" I screamed, running upstairs to my room.

"Yeah, well you're not so great yourself." Justin replied, as he walked into the kitchen to get a drink.

I stopped running upstairs. "Are you kidding me Justin? You always ruin everything! I mean seriously, you just HAD to tell Mom that I was 5 minutes late for curfew last night? You couldn't just let it go?"

"Uh, actually, you were 30 minutes late, and yeah, I did have to tell. You can't just get away with stuff like that, Alex."

"Yes, I can! Or I could, if you would let me. Don't you have anything else to do besides for making sure I follow the rules? Why don't you go hang out with your friends or something? Oh wait, you don't have any friends."

"Uh, yeah I do. Zeke."

"Oh, sorry. You have ONE friend."

"Look Alex, none of this would happen if you wouldn't break the rules all the time."

"No, none of this would happen if you didn't get into my business all the time. Get a life! Seriously!" I didn't give him a chance to respond, because I ran up to my room so quickly. I laid down on my bed and started crying. I wasn't being dramatic. This type of crap happened all the time. He always got into my business and never just let me do what I want. Why does he care so much anyway? I mean, yeah I was 5 minutes late. (Okay, 30 minutes. Big whoop.) It wasn't like I was doing anything bad. I was just out on a date with Mason. Gosh, it wasn't a big deal. Now, I was grounded for 2 weeks.

I wonder how he would feel if he got grounded for something this stupid. Then I smiled to myself. I was Alex Russo. I could find a way to make that happen. I could just make up a spell. Like that one time with the sandwich and Max… I need something to fill my empty belly, make me a peanut butter and jelly. I laughed remembering the spell. Since Max had said "make ME a peanut butter and jelly," it had actually turned him into a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I would have to be really careful with my words.

I wanted to do a spell to make him be late to curfew, instead of me, for once. So for the next week, I continuously thought about a spell to make that happen. I had finally come up with one I thought would work. So the next night, Justin went out to go to the arcade with Zeke at 7:00PM. His curfew was 11:00PM.

At 10:00 when he still wasn't back, I smiled to myself. Time to use the spell. "Right now I am finally the one with the power; make the clock move forward an hour." The tip of my wand glowed red, and then it stopped. Nothing seemed to happen. For a second I was disappointed, until I looked at my phone. It was 11:06PM. Yes! It worked.

I sent a text to Justin.

Hey, aren't you supposed to be home at 11:00?

A minute later, he texted back.

What the hell? I swear, just a second ago, it was 10:00. I'm coming home.

I laughed to myself. This was freaking hilarious.

Okay, but I'm gonna have to tell mom about what you did.

He didn't text back, because he never texted and drove at the same time. I couldn't wait until he got home. What would he say? What would he do? Soon, I would find out. Until then, I would just take a little doze…

Author's Note:

Hey guys! Hope you like this story. I would appreciate it if you would tell me what you think of it, even if you don't like it. So, yeah. I'll post chapter 2 soon. Until then, see ya.