ENJOY!

As much as I love Jalex, this is actually my first. And first fanfiction, nonetheless.

DISCLAIMER: NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED. I own nothing, except for the words written down in this story and my own creative mind. Which means I do not own Alex, Justin, Max, Harper, ect, or any other character produced by the Disney Channel. Please don't sue me. I don't have any money......

I'm serious.

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Alex Russo stood at the edge of her friend Harper's rock lined pool, tying her hair in the highest ponytail possible. She fidgeted with the silver rings on her fingers, to what seemed like the umpteenth time. She looked behind her, checking for ignorant pool pusher-inners. You know, the kind that come behind you out of nowhere and just push you in for the fun of it? Yeah. Harper's mischievous cousins were visiting, and that wasn't good for anyone. Alex closed her eyes, performing cleansing yoga breaths.

In through the mouth, out through the nose.She couldn't swim. And it amused me very much. Watching her teeter-totter on her polished toes for an hour was my entertainment for today. I'd finished all my homework, including the letter to the company that I wanted to intern at after school this year.

"Hey Alex?" I called, pulling my sunglasses over my face. I sprang out of the patio chair and walked toward Alex and her failure.

"Justin." She scoffed, fidgeting with her rings again. "I am trying to become one with my soul, and You're interrupting me. Go over there and be a nerd." The words didn't stike me. It was normal in the Russo household. She'd call me a geek, and I'd call her a cannibal.

"Alex. Humans always float." I explained, scratching my head. I took in the look of Alex, from her long, straight, black ponytail, her robin's egg blue strapless bikini top, and her matching swim trunks. What was the point of wearing all that if you couldn't swim?

She swiftly turned on her heels, stumbling backward, almost falling in. I wrapped my arms around her abdomen, catching her before a horrible fall. Alex looked up at me, a shocked fear in her eyes, and started to breathe heavily.

"Uh...maybe the pool isn't the best thing to do."

"Not the best thing at all." I responded so quickly our sentences the matter of a few weeks, I had developed the strangest feelings for Alex. It all started with Miranda. Even though we were no longer together, I compared them, and in some situations, Alex won my vote. Alex was immature, smart-mouthed, and preformed sarcasm religiously, but I liked her that way. Wait, no. I didn't mean it like that. Did I...? Did...I...like...?

Alex's POV

Mom had swiftly driven us home from Haper's house, an hour away from Waverly Place. I was halfway up the stairs when someone called my name, saying it in a weirdly-serious tone.

I turned around, seeing Justin, Max, my father, Jerry, and my mother gathered in the living room. My parent's heads were down, and Max and Justin shared a few confused glances. I valued every step I took toward the sectional, trying to remember the few moments I had before what ever terribly bad news they had was delivered. I sat in the chair across from Justin, fearing of the worry in his eyes.

My mother, Theresa stood, pulling her hair behind her ear. All of us felt the tension in the room when my father also stood, wrapping his arms around her and looking straight at me. While her head was down, my father took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry," He mouthed to me, his face turning red. I immediately panicked, taking the biggest breath and blowing the bangs from my eyes. My heart raced. Max and I immediately looked at one another, scared out of our minds.

"I'm sorry guys," Theresa paused, as if she would burst out in tears. "But we have to move."