Hi! Stella here! This is a fanfiction that my friend and I decided to write, so it's kind of a joint story. We've both written stories before, and we love writing, but this is our first fanfiction! So… Uhh… (I'm not good with A/Ns…)

Enjoy. ;)

- Stella. xx

Disclaimer – I do not own Wizards of Waverly Place. If I did, it wouldn't end until at least 2013. ;)

Chapter 1

It was during homeroom, when Alex started absent-mindedly drawing Justin in her notebook.

It was of the two of them, on a raft in the ocean, lying side by side. Their eyes were focused on the night sky, but Justin's fingers were locked around hers. She picked up her HB pencil and began to shade in her long, dark hair, which cascaded next to Justin's shoulders.

"What are you drawing?" a chirpy voice asked curiously. Alex felt the presence of someone behind her, and turned around to see her friend, Harper, squinting over her shoulder.
"What?" Alex replied, a wave of embarrassment suddenly washing over her. Harper couldn't see this. Not only would it completely freak her out, but also, it was private. "Nothing, it's nothing!"
Harper rolled her eyes at her friend's secretiveness, and with a sigh, leant back into her desk position again.

There was a loud knock at the door. Alex looked up and could see the rough outline of a boy's figure behind the translucent window on the door. She couldn't see his face, but she had no problem recognising who it was. Kind of tall, dark hair… It was quite obvious.

Her teacher called for the student to enter, barely even looking away from her a thousand year old textbook.
As Alex had predicted, Justin strolled in, and he lazily made his way over to Alex's desk.

"One of your teachers told me to give you this," he said, handing what looked like a piece of very long, boring homework to her. Or a reprimand telling her that if she didn't concentrate more in Geography, she'd get another call home. Not that she cared. In fact, she couldn't care less about school, or anything else for that matter.

Alex looked at the paper, then Justin's hand, then up at him and back to the paper again. She silently stared at it, unable to speak -or move- until Justin slowly put it on the table. "Thanks," she finally whispered, sliding the paper towards her and anxiously folding it.
He awkwardly stood there for a moment, confused about why Alex had responded to him so weirdly, before walking towards the door and pulling it open. Alex watched him as he slipped through the door and disappeared into the empty hallway.

Alex looked down at her wooden desk, and began to trace her index finger in small, heart shapes on the wood. She traced her finger in the shape again and again, until it felt like it wasn't a shape at all. Her hands were just naturally moving in that motion. She sighed, before staring out the window into the clear, blue sky.
Wow. That meant he'd only come into the room for her, even if it were his teacher's instructions. Of course, they were around each other everyday at home –fighting and bickering, most usually- but here at school, with lots more people, made it a lot more special.

"Alex? Alex..?" She flipped her head round to Harper, who was trying to get her attention by tapping her rhythmically on her shoulder.
"What?" Alex asked, annoyed that her daydreaming state had been interrupted. In school, especially during a boring lesson like History, was the only time Alex really had a chance to slip into her mind and dream of what she wished was a reality.

"You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Alex shook her shoulder, and Harper obediently stopped tapping it. It wasn't that she didn't like Harper, she did, ever since kindergarten, but she couldn't tell this secret to her, despite how they shared everything with each other. No. This secret was too dangerous to be exposed.
Alex closed her eyes and leant her head back against the chair. It was a crime. This feeling that constantly hung over her, a swirling sensation in her stomach, like she was guilty for committing a crime. It wasn't just that she was in love with Justin, a boy that already had a girlfriend. At least she could devise a plan to break them up, and maybe get him for herself. It would've be hard… But possible.

However, the blip was that Justin wasn't just any old boy, whom Alex had a crush on.

Justin was her brother.

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- Stella. xx