Where Are You?
Disclaimer: I don't own Wizards of Waverly Place.
Chapter 2: Intruder in the Closet
Alex was lazily sitting on her best friend. The couch. It was well past two a.m. and Alex was the only one awake. Mason had left hours ago, and she was invigorated in the Season 3 finale of "I'm In Love With a Teen Werewolf."
As soon as the show was over, Alex was getting up to get some food, when she heard a noise coming from the closet next to the sink. At first, Alex was positive it was Harper, hiding but then she heard Harper's snores coming from the basement.
To lazy to investigate a potential break in, Alex pulled out her wand.
"Hide and Seek, sneak a peak."
Suddenly, Rachael was transported by magic out of the closet and into the kitchen with Alex. She was wearing purple and yellow pajamas, and her hair was in curlers.
"Rachael? What are you doing in our closet?" Alex asked, surprised.
"Oh, uh...hi Alex." Rachael said. "Listen, I just, I was-"
But Alex didn't let her finish. She opened the closet door, and gasped.
An extension charm had obviously been used. The once tiny broom closet had been turned into a pink and purple girl's bedroom. There were pictures on the wall, not to mention a bed and a tv and another door, probably leading to a bathroom...
"Why are you living in our broom closet?" Alex asked.
"I have no place else." Rachael admitted.
"Uh, how about home?" Alex recommended sarcastically.
"Oh, that." Rachael chuckled nervously. "Well, uh it's a long story."
"I've got time." Alex insisted.
"Okay." Rachael said. "You see, I kind of lost my memory a couple months ago in an accident, and I got lost. When I started to remember things again, my parents had already left home and they moved away. I don't know where they live now. I still don't have all of my memory back, and I don't know where else to go."
"Well where were you staying before?" Alex asked.
"Wiz-Tech."
"And then you got kicked out." Alex put two and two together.
"Yeah," Rachael admitted.
"Okay." Alex said, doing something she rarely ever did: think.
"Can I stay? Please? You don't have to tell anyone else." Rachael stuttered quickly.
"Well it won't be easy to explain a bedroom when my mom goes to get a broom." Alex said.
"I can relocate to another less-used closet." she said.
"Actually...okay, I'm going to try to be nice. I have an extra closet in my room." Alex said. "Here, let me help you - Take the room from that closet there and take it to the one upstairs."
The next time the broom closet was opened, it held brooms and cleaning supplies. Rachael's new room was in Alex's old toy closet. Rachael tried really hard not to bug Alex at night, but it was hard...it was almost like Rachael was supposed to be...nocturnal.