This is possibly the longest thing I have ever written. I wrote it on the same day I wrote the first chapter, and I CAN'T STOP WRITING. Like, I think I'm obsessed with writing this story. Anyways, sense I'm writing so quickly, I'll be adding a chapter every day. So yeah. I think that this chapter is a little better then the first.

DISCLAIMER:DAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I DON'T THINK I OWN THIS. BUT NEITHER DO YOU FANFICTION. HAH!

Jinx had never been so angry in her life. Her sister had been so mad from that night, she did something Jinx never expected. She decided that she didn't deserve to have her room. So she stuck Jinx up in the attic, which was cold, damp, and had a few rats. Joy. Jinx sighed. Stuck up here, since Juliette grounded her to "teach you a lesson about messing with someones love life!" Please.Jinx thought, stubbornly. Its not love to you. Its a game. Its like your playing chess, the boys you mess with are nothing more than pawns, used the most and easy to dispose of.

The best thing for Jinx, was that there was a window on one side of the attic that was very large and showed all the stars at night, and it was simply beautiful. The bad thing, about that, was that she could see Juliette's little performance, and there was no way she couldn't. She couldn't pry her eyes away from the scene that played out every night, but as the nights went on, she felt herself wondering about the blue-eyed boy that had showed up at her sisters balcony. Jinx was sure Juliette had already forgotten his name, if she knew it in the first place. She probably didn't, but that wasn't the point. The point was that he had fallen out of her sister's magical charm. Did that mean that it was possible that someone could love Jinx even after seeing her sister? She wasn't talking about that boy, but maybe another. Maybe there was a chance for her...

But for now, she really needed to stop watching as the short boy with black spiky hair tried as hard as he could do seduce the young demon in disguise, because it was starting to look pathetic. You might want to run away while you can, boy. She growled, looking down on her sister, who used the money there parents sent that was supposed to buy extra clothes for Jinx for a new dress for tonight, like she always did. Jinx hadn't gotten a change in wardrobe in five months, not that she really cared. Juliette would just pick out stupid clothes that would make me look like a slut. It had taken Jinx stealing a few hundred dollars out of the bank to actually buy clothes she liked.

Actually, I might have to do that again sometime. It was kinda fun. Jinx laughed, remembering the times with her old team. They were dunces, but she missed them. Juliette found out about her hobby and put an end to it right then and there. She decided that if Jinx didn't stop, she would tell the location of there base. A young genius name Gizmo decided that THAT couldn't happen, so he convinced the rest of the guys to kick her out. Except a boy named See-More, who stood up for her, but Jinx told him to go ahead and go with the team.

Anyways, back to today. She looked at Juliette playing the spike haired boy like a fiddle and decided that she really needed some sleep. But as always it was hard to do with the love scene below her. So she watched, her eyes refusing to cry, and slowly but surely, she fell asleep.

"JacinTA!" Her sister banged on her door while screaming her name.

Jinx woke from her place next to the window and opened the door. "Yes, dear sister?"

Juliette put her hands on her hips. "I need you to go to the market and get our groceries."

"Yes sister." Jinx slammed the door on her sisters face and began to get ready. She refused to call Juliette by her name, so called her 'dearest sister' or something like that.

Walking out of her room and down three flights of stairs Jinx finished putting up her devil-horn-pigtail-things and grabbed the mere twenty dollars waiting for her on the counter, and walked out and the three miles to the market.

When she walked into the general store and saw the boy at the counter, she really had to stiffle a giggle, but when she walked up to him, she couldn't help it and laughed as hard as possible.

"Whats so funny?" The boy with blazing red hair and blue eyes behind the counter tilted his head. Do I have something in my teeth or something?

"Oh nothing, it's just that Romeo is a shop boy." Jinx smiled, not expecting to ever see this boy again.

"It's Wally." The boy, Wally, gave a goofy smile. "Not Romeo. Although that would be cool."

Jinx rolled her eyes and shook her head slowly. "I call whoever shows up at my sisters evil grasp a Romeo. Hence the name Juliette."

"Ah. Well since I'm apparently free of your sisters evil grasp, since I'm no longer in love with her, I'm not a Romeo anymore."

"Yes, I noticed how you didn't come back to her own your knees with more flowers begging for forgiveness. By the way, nice choice in flowers. Lilacs are actually my sisters favorite."Jinx shook her head. Of course, mine is roses, but no one cares about my favorite, do they?

"I personally prefer roses." Wally said suddenly said, surprising Jinx.

"Same here."She rolled her eyes. "Now I need some bread and chocolate before my sister decides to kill me for not coming home as soon as she decided not to tell me." Jinx stated suddenly as Wally went in the back to get it.(A/N:Its an old timey shop. In this universe a lot of things are old timey and a lot of things are new timey. So this is going to confuse a lot of you so just hang on.)

As the bubble-gum haired girl walked out Wally stopped her. "Wait. I told you my name but I know you as bubble-gum haired girl. What's your name?"

Jinx sighed. "Jacinta."

It took him about two seconds to come up with a nickname.

"Alright-y then. Bye Jacey!"

Jinx was about to say something about how absolutely demeaning that nickname was,(A/N:NO OFFENSE TO ANYONE NAME JACEY I ACTUALLY THINK ITS A PRETTY COOL NAME) but she remembered about how she was late for the time her sister had not actually set but would punish her for it anyway and walked out of the store, leaving a lovestruck Wallace West in her wake.

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