Okay, so it happened like this—Well, actually, I don't know how it happened. It was during vacation, I can assure you. All of the events that took place were almost life-changing, our parents losing their minds and not knowing us, watching Max get sucked into that tornado and officially know us—Oh gosh, the memory loss. Me bonking Justin on the head would hurt, no doubt (I got that hook ;) ) but losing memories at a notice's glance without any blows to the brain seemed waaay more horrible. Not only because I hadn't caused them physical pain—I only enjoyed the mental or emotional slap-to-the-face—but simply for the fact that it was mental pain, unannounced to them, coming out of nowhere and practically swiping them of their lives. Swiping them of my life.

Anyway, my minds jumbling up again. The worst part, and this is such a haunt that I can't even find the words to describe it, but…before the competition began, staring into Justin's eyes and saying "Good Luck…" sounded much more like a goodbye. An echo that he would soon be leaving. I battled myself with the after-effects, but, I felt that losing Justin was far worse than being left with nothing. It wouldn't only show how selfish I was, but how much…I know, you're gonna stick your tongue out in disgust…but…it would've shown how much I was actually…OK, HOW MUCH I WAS IN LOVE WITH HIM! OH SHOOT …UGH! I'm starting to despise myself. What's worse is, I established the love and rejected the thought so many times I was almost as put out as I am when I TRY to do homework. Haha, I could've sworn steam was coming outta my head!!

The first night it happened…when his face started to appear in my head, I almost puked, like, seriously. But, I stated the obvious because I KNEW it was true. I just didn't want to believe it…

Somehow...Somehow, I'm in love with my Brother...Yuck, am I diseased??

12:01 AM Sep 23rd from Echofon

No, I thought. I feel fine. I mean, Who, in their right mind—Haha, psycho-person humor—I mean, who, in general, would want to call themselves crazy? Laying down in my bed I felt fine. I wasn't dizzy, faint, my mouth wasn't parched cuz I just got a drink of milk before bed. My body's temperature was normal.

So…I started to ponder on the other obvious reasons…

...

My heart seems to soar through my chest whenever I see his face--Ohmigosh, when will this end?! I know maybe this is a spell!!

12:06 AM Sep 23rd from Echofon

Right, Magic. It seemed very possible, considering magic makes you have peculiar reactions or could make your emotions and senses as normal as could be. I doubted that scenario, though. Then, after some SERIOUS thought, rest was my only option. I WAS DEAD.

I shouldn't be thinking about these types of things, he's my brother!!! Ugh #LoveStinks, especially this kind.

12:40 AM Sep 23rd from Echofon


Going to bed. Hopefully the dreams aren't of Justin or any piece of him. Urgh!!! I hate myself, I just HATE how much—

12:47 AM Sep 23rd from Echofon


--H-How much I want him...

12:47 AM Sep 23rd from Echofon


Goodnight. Maybe I'll be different by the morning. Maybe an awesome prank will show up so I forget. pfft, yeah! I'm Alex Russo!

12:48 AM Sep 23rd from Echofon


I don't take the right bus to school & I still get away with it!! I can get over Justin in a heartbeat, as ridiculous as that is! Goodnight!

12:50 AM Sep 23rd from Echofon

I think it might've gone on like that for longer than I had hoped. I couldn't seem to get him out of my head. Every glimpse I saw of him today at school seemed to play back in a repitition I so longed to break. A repitition that would absolutely NOT let me sleep through the night in piece.

Curse this photographic memory. It'll be the death of me, I swear.


Gonna put some of the tweets with the PICS I used in the next chapter. Its really funny when you look at em! Post the next chap Soon! Comment and Favorite! This is gonna get gooooood!

BTW, This story's gonna have parts in Justin's point of view, too. Maybe others, Also! FINGAHS CROSSED!!!

Rio : )