Hey guys. I hope you like it. Please review. All review are welcome. Thanx =D
ALEX POV (point of view)
I was sitting in my room.
Wand in hand.
Looking for the perfect spell.
It was harder then it looked for all the books we had on magic there never seemed to be the perfect spell. Everything was always to safe. I needed something that would create the biggest impact. I needed something that I could look back on and know that I was genius. However everything I looked up was always too bland never enough power, never enough...MAGIC. I had this feeling that there was more magic out there then just in these books.
There had to be.
All I could do was switch bodies with someone, or make there hair explode. This was week magic I needed, something powerful. However I could never ask my parents about that, they would just ignore it and say I was imagining things. Maybe they were right, maybe this was it. Despite this, I needed more something more.
I searched through the piles of my dad papers. tossing the unimportant ones around the room. I knew that sooner or later my parents would come in and scream at me. It was always me. However though they thought like that it wasn't always true. I mean most of the time it was but not always.
Now it was my time to get back at them.
Let me explain my reason for all this mischief. I needed to go to a concert tonight, my parents wouldn't let me, therefore the only logical solution would be to do something that would allow me to go. Argo I have to make them leave the house.
It was harder then it seemed. After my other incidents, my parents have kept a close eye on me. They wouldnt let me five feet next to them with wand. Or with anything for that matter.
There was nothing.
I tossed the book across the room and it landed on the wall with a thud, and slowly slid down till it finally found the floor. I put my hands on my forehead and my elbows on the table. I breathed in and out calming my self down. I could here what my parents would say when they came in "ALEX! Once again you ruined everything. Clean it up" I knew the consequence for my curiousness. I just hoped that I first could get something out of this.
There had to be more, there just had to be.