My first take at a WOWP fan fiction. I've been wanting to write one for a while, and I think 'Nalex' or 'Nelena' or whatever you want to call it is really cute. So, no bashing on me for using the JoBros, got it? Haha.
So, here we go, Chapter One.
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Magic (n);
the art of producing a desired effect or result through the use of incantation or various other techniques that presumably assure human control of supernatural agencies or the forces of nature.
Sounds pretty cool, doesn't it? That's what I always thought. I never understood why there were so many rules when it came to using my magic. I mean, seriously, how much damage could it actually do? I wasn't about to use it to kill somebody. Maybe for a little boost in Algebra, or for harmless revenge on Gigi. I couldn't grasp the fact that my parents were trying to help me by setting these rules. That's all they were trying to do, help me. No, not even to help me, more to save me. That's what it would of done if I listened.
But I didn't listen, I never listen.
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Three weeks ago
Harper's hat looks ridiculous, was the only thing going through my mind at that moment. It was green, with little purple sequins and a huge pink flower placed at very tip. I loved her, but it looked like she bought that hat at a Spongebob Squarepants convention.
"Nice hat," I heard someone snicker. Of course, I should of guessed; It was Gigi.
I placed one hand firmly on my hip, and made sure I was glaring her straight in the eyes, "Gigi, don't you have better things to do then pick on people?"
She placed her perfectly manicured finger to her chin and tapped it lightly, "Hm. Nope," She shrugged, and grinned right before swatting her hand over Harper's head and knocking the hat straight to the floor.
"Hey!" Harper protested, about to bend over and retrieve her hat.
"Harper, No." I demanded, sticking my arm out, stopping her from getting her hat, "Gigi should pick it up."
Gigi's eyes widened. She turned to her wannabes, and a second later they all started to laugh. "Good one, Russo."
"I'm not joking," I said sternly. I wasn't letting her get away with this. Only I was allowed to criticize Harper's hat, and only in my head!
"Yeah," She smirked, "And I'm not joking about these," She whipped out right in front our faces three pairs of second-row concert tickets and backstage passes.. to the Jonas Brothers.
I bursted out laughing. The Jonas Brothers? That's the best she got? "Wow, Gigi. That's really cool. Have fun at your little pop concert. I'm sure you'll be the oldest one there."
She narrowed her eyes and shot me a glare, "You're just jealous," Was her oh-so-witty comeback, "And you'll be even more jealous when me and Nick fall in love backstage."
"You can't fall in love when you have no heart," I smirked.
She shot me another glare. Turning on her heel, she stuck her nose up and stormed off - her wannabes following right behind.
I rolled my eyes and turned to Harper. She was looking at me strange, "What?"
"Gigi has backstage passes to the Jonas Brothers," She said, her eyes wide and her voice leaking with jealously.
"Who cares?" I shrugged, "They're so girlie."
Harper sighed, and wrapped her arms around her text books, "I guess, but, they're so dreamy.." She zoned out into her own little world. I didn't even want to know what was going on in her mind right then.
We walked together towards our lockers, but not before seeing Gigi again. She was basking in all her glory, as a group of kids gathered around her, staring at her tickets like they were gold. She was blabbing on and on about how her and Nick were going to fall in love.
And it hit me.
The perfect way to set Gigi over the edge.
I smirked to myself, and leaned up against the lockers, "Hey, Harper?"
"Yeah?" She asked, stuffing her books into her bag.
"You're uncle works for the stadium, right?"
She nodded slowly, not seeing where I was going with this. "Right.."
I stared at Gigi, imagining in my mind her reaction. It was perfect. "Do you think he could get us two tickets?"
"For what?" Harper furrowed her eyebrows.
"For the Jonas Brothers."
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"I got them!" Harper barked into the phone. I knew there was a smile on her face, even though I couldn't see her.
"You're amazing, Harper." I grinned, while pulling out the book of spells. This was going to be fun.
I heard her giggle a little, then sigh. "So, what changed your mind about them?"
I shrugged, not even thinking about the fact that she couldn't see me, "I don't know. I guess you did."
"Me? Really?"
"Really, Harper." I smiled, "But, hey, I got to go. I have.. homework," I lied, "But, I'll call you later, k?"
"K, bye!"
Dial tone
I slipped my cellphone into the pocket of my jeans and began to skim through the pages. I've done this before. Why can't I remember the stupid formula?
To my displeasure, Justin decided to come waltzing into the kitchen at that very moment. He looked up from his school book, and stopped abruptly. I inwardly groaned, here we go..
"What are you doing with the book of spells?!" He asked frantically, pointing an accusatory finger straight at me.
I rolled my eyes, "Oh, calm down. I'm making love potion."
"Calm down?! Alex, may I remind what happened the last time you made love potion?" Oh, so, he's gonna bring that up, is he?
I stomped my foot, being immature. "Justin," I whined, "This is my problem, okay? If I get caught, I get in trouble, not you. So, be a good big brother and just pretend like you saw nothing, okay?"
He stared at me for moment, then sighed, "Fine, you wouldn't listen to me anyways."
"Nope," I grinned.
"So," He made himself comfortable on the seat across from me, "Who's the poor guy you're using this on this time?"
I glared at him, but overall ignored his jab. "Nick Jonas," I grinned.
Justin burst out laughing, "You're going to make a famous musician fall in love with you? Oh, come on, Alex. When are you even going to see Nick Jonas?"
"Friday night," I said nonchalantly, keeping my eyes on the formula I was creating.
Justin's face fell, "Wait. You're serious?"
I nodded, "Duh." What, did he think I was joking? Idiot.
He took a deep breath, "I heard nothing," He said to himself, standing and walking away slowly, repeating to himself, "I heard nothing, I heard nothing.."
I shook my head - freak. I bit my lip to keep my smile from growing too wide as I held up the perfect love potion. This time it would work, I was sure of it.
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A really short first chapter. I know, I'm sorry. The second one will be up shortly, and the story will really take off from there. Longer chapters await, my friends :)
Reviews would be nice.
Love,love,love
- Steph