Hey guys. Andrea can't write anymore (xocandy96) so I am continuing the story for her. She will be helping me write the story though but updates will be slower than before because of school starting and she has to write secretly. So don't think I'm copying. I'm just simply continuing our favorite story for all of you to read. She didn't want to disappoint you guys. So read on.

ALEX POV

I zipped up my bag with a frustrated sigh, knowing there is no way out of going to Los Angeles. I mean, I would be happy, but we're seeing family, and they don't like me for some strange reason. They LOVE Justin though. They say he's "sophisticated." Pfft, yeah right.

I turn around and grab my wand, shoving it in my boot. Pushing my hair out of my face, I grab my suitcase and head on out, closing the door behind me. I make my way downstairs to see my whole family scrambling around, panicking. I stared at them shaking my head. I throw my luggage on to the couch and see Harper coming up from the basement with her suitcase.

"Hey Alex, I'm so excited to meet your family in L.A. What are they like?"

I cross my arms and glare at the ground. "They're obnoxious people that don't like me." I noticed Justin walked up to me and felt an arm around my shoulders.

"Oh Alex," he began, "Who doesn't like you? Oh wait, the entire school." I glared up into his eyes and pushed him away. "Hey, at least they have respect for me. Nobody messes with me."

"Other than Gigi."

"She's gone though, like she's at some rich private school in Paris." I took a step towards my overly geeky brother and said with a evil smirk, "or that's what people think."

He stepped back and yelled, "Evilll!" I laughed my trademark laugh and patted him on the shoulders. "You need to chill. Or the airport security won't let you on the plane because you look too suspicious."

I turn back around to Harper and smile. She smiles back and walks over to sit on the couch. I hear my mom yelling at my dad, "No Jerry! We are NOT going to stuff max in a suitcase so you don't have to purchase another plane ticket."

"Aww," I hear my father, Jerry, say. He always has to come up with weird ideas to save money.

"Alex, are you ready to go?" I hear my mother ask me. I turn to look at her, and nod. "Yeah, I'm ready to not have fun."

She pats my arm and says in a comforting voice, "Hey don't be down. We'll be staying at a nice hotel and I hear a lot of families stay there. A lot with teens so maybe it won't be so bad after all." I shrug her off. She just sighs and turns to the rest of the family.

"Well, let's head on out." Everybody grabbed their belongings and we walked out, my dad locking the door behind us.

We stepped out of the airport, breathing in the California air. To be honest, it smelt like desperation and broken dreams to me. But that's just L.A. I bet the rest of California smells a lot better. One of those cabs that carry like ten people stopped in front of us and we all piled in. I was ready to get to the hotel. Me and Harper had convinced my parents to let us walk around the hotel so I can see if there's easy people to prank. Of course, they think we want to make friends. The cab stops in front of the hotel and we all get out, with our luggage by our sides. My father walks ahead and yells back to us, "Welcome to the Palm Woods." I sigh and we all follow him inside.

He signs us in at the front desk and the guy there had a bad attitude. I already knew he'd be my first victim when I saw him. I heard him say, "Have a Palm Woods day," in a sarcastic tone. I looked back at him and gave him a glare. He just smiled at me and oooh. I wanted to get him badly. We reach our room 3J , and walk in, setting our stuff down. It looked cozy, and homey. I grabbed Harper by the wrist and said, "We're going back to the lobby." I dragged her out and we ran to the elevator. We rode it down to the lobby and walked out, noticing there was more people this time.

"Oh Alex, I just remembered I had to call Zeke when we landed," I heard Harper say to me. I craned my neck around and stared at her.

"Okay. I guess I better call Mason too." We nodded at each other and went our separate ways. Meaning, she walked to the front of the hotel, and I walked outside to the pool area. I gasped when I walked outside. All I saw was a bunch of teens, and I felt good inside. I rushed over to a empty chair next to a brunette haired girl probably my age, and pulled out my phone. I dialed Mason and when he picked up, I smiled to myself. I told him about the flight and about the hotel and about the guy at the reception desk. He laughed his cute laugh when I told him he's going to be my first victim to prank.

"That's my Alex."

I laughed along with him as I leaned back against the back of the lounge chair.

"Hey listen, I see Harper, so I'll call you later," I say.

"Okay love. I love you," he says in his British accent.

"I love you too." We hung up and I waited for Harper to notice me. I laughed at her because she was looking straight at me but didn't see it was me. The girl next to me looked over at me and I smiled at her. Might as well make an acquaintance.

"Hi, I'm Alex Russo."

She nodded her head, and said, "Hi Alex. I'm Camille." She stuck out her hand and I took it and shook it.

"Why are you here?" she asked.

"Family. You?"

"Trying to make it to the big screen." I was taken aback. "Really?"

"Yeah, almost everyone staying at the Palm Woods is trying to make it to stardom. It's nice to meet someone who isn't." She smiled big at me and I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. I mean, don't get me wrong, she's really nice but, she seems too nice. I smile back at her as Harper walks up to me.

"There you are Alex." She grabbed me by the hand and dragged me away. We stopped by the door, and she turned to look at me. "Make a new friend?"

"What? I guess. I don't know, she's sort of freaking me out." I scratch my head and remember the real reason we're out here. "Have you found anyone I can prank?"

She shakes her head with huge eyes. "I'm not getting in this again," she said with worry.

"Fine!" I say with frustration in my voice. I stomp my foot and walk back inside, but quickly stop when I hear chuckling. I turn towards the noise and I see four hot guys staring and chuckling at me. One of them was blonde and he looked amused at something. The other three were brunette but one of them caught my eye. He had an amazing smile and when he laughed at me, it didn't look like he was laughing at me to be mean. But me being me, I glared at them all. I turned back and stared at the guy at the receptions desk. I read the name placard and called out, "Yo, Mr. Bitters!"

"What!"

"There's a fire out in the front of the hotel."

"What?" he ran out of the front doors and when he was gone, I ran to the doors, and locked them. I hid behind a decorative tree and waited for him to return. He came back with a pissed off look, and when he tried to open the doors, it was priceless. I couldn't stop laughing, and I fell from my hiding place. He instantly saw me and started saying words I didn't understand. I looked through the door and he looked like he was about to bite somebody's head off. I stood up and muttered a spell that kept the doors locked and I walked past the hot boys. They stared at me in shock and I smiled at them. As I walked past them, I muttered loud enough for only them to hear, "You don't know what you're going to get yourself into if you mess with me." I left them staring.