Alex Russo is a 23 year old wizard living in the busy streets of New York. She walked down the pavement in her black leather booties and her warm Starbucks coffee in her hand.

Alex wasn't supposed to be a wizard but she made a promise. A promise with the wrong person. A promise with a powerful warlock, Ross. He promised her she can stay a wizard as long as she didn't fall in love.

Alex didn't know what she was thinking. She was desperate. She can be a wizard for the rest of her life. She didn't know the value of love and how it affected her so much.

She became so quiet; so mysterious. She wouldn't break down her walls for anyone. But it was for her own safety. She got to keep her powers. Her brothers can't even look at her anymore. They are ashamed of what Alex has become.

She's a lonely 23 year old wizard. Even if she's successful, nothing can beat the fact that she can never love. After high school, Alex starting to care about education. After going to community college because of her low grades, she transferred over to Yale (surprisingly) and graduated with her Masters' in business.

Alex walked to the tall building and pulled her ID out of her purse. "Morning, Ms. Russo." Her assistant, Gigi chirped, following her into her office. (Yes, she bows down to Alex now after she got kicked out of her old job)

"Hello." Alex said, mono-toned. She pulled off her sunglasses. "What do you have for me today?" Alex sat in her chair.

"Ms. Russo, this file was sent over from the company and they wanted you to look over it." She said, handing Alex the manila folder. "Alright. You can leave." Gigi nodded and walked out of her office as Alex opened up the folder and started examining the files.

Meanwhile at the studio with Shane.

"Shane, sing that verse over again." His producer said. Shane rolled his eyes. "I can't, I sang it ten times already!" He walked out of the booth. "I don't see why you can't just use this one." He crossed his arms.

"Because Shane, you stink. I don't feel it. You have no emotion." Shane ran his hand through his hair. "I'm trying."

"Why don't you take a break?" His producer said. "I don't need a break." Shane scoffed. "Yes you do, Shane! You're flopping!" His producer exclaimed.

Shane jumped at his voice. "Shane, i am giving you ONE week. A week to pick up your act." His producer sighed. Shane rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

Shane is a 25 year old pop star. He considers himself a rock star, when his music is all pop. He was in a band with his brothers but they kicked him out. His reputation is so bad, they couldn't take it any more. Now Shane is trying to improve and he wants to show his brothers, he is good enough but he is failing miserably.

Shane has the looks, the talent, the everything. But somewhere along the lines, he lost it. He had great chemistry with his ex girlfriend, Mitchie. But unfortunately, they didn't last and Shane went back to his usual routine. Although, he was changing and he was becoming better but after Camp Rock ended, everyone grew apart and now Shane is back to zero.

"I'll talk to some managers but Shane, please cut this bad boy act. It's not working." Shane opened his mouth to disagree but didn't want to start another argument. "Alright." He mumbled.