Italic is DisneyLady824 speaking

Bold is hellfire1258 speaking

Hello People! This is God Speaking...ok so maybe its not exactly God, But there is someone speaking to you. And that would be me. DisneyLady824. I have taken over this part of the Chapter, and you will be getting a first person look into my characters mind. JJ. And also Max's Best Friend in the story. You got a look into Max's mind in the last chapter, and of JB's (hellfire1258) great imagination of the crinkling wrapper. Now, I must warn you, utter randomness is my middle name (Actually its Lynn, but it could be my middle name) so if you can't go along with the storyline, I wouldn't even try reading this story. Haha!

One more thing, Both me and JB have decided that both of our points of views will be on one chapter so you have a longer read. So you'll be in Max's head one minute, and then in JJ's the next. (Starting on Chapter 3) Get it. Got it. Good. I'm outta here!

Sierra Janeway: Oh, thank you! First reviews are always the funnest, and yea, we are a little crazy! Don't know what your taling bout, I'm not CRAZY! MWHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! (Coughs uncontrollably because all breath has left lungs) Liar... Anyways...Tanks for the Review!!! If you review first for any of the next chapters, you shall get one wish! But I won't be giving it to you, hellfire won't either. Maybe the Easter Bunny will though. Try his house. Its three doors down from Captain Commando's Apartment.

Just a reminder, there is no such thing as aliens... or so my psychologist tells me...

And the Tooth Fairy only exists in your moms back pocket!


Welcome to my mind. Now take a look around. What do you see?...Yeah, I'm bettin that you see absolutely nothin right now, just one big open space. Not even a crickets creak could disturb my mind. But then you see one small tiny little spec of light and BAM!!! Your in Jessi James' head.

You can call me Jessi James if you want, but only my mother calls me that. I'm known around my itty bitty little town as JJ. Max might call me Big Butt every once in a while, but no, you can't call me that either. That's just on special occasions...Like when I either sit on her for no apparent reason, or steal her cookies and ice cream.

Yep, that's me, just one big walking Addiction. But not to what you would call drugs. I mean, yeah you probably would call them drugs because that's what you would usually get addicted to, but not what I'm addicted to. You wouldn't even think of what I'm addicted to. I probably already gave it away earlier didn't I. Dammit. Ok, I'll tell you anyways, even though you already know... What was I going to say?

How about I get back to you on that later. Might be a good thing too.

I mentioned Max earlier, you know, the one I steal cookies and ice cream from...Hey, I got what I was going to say. I have an addiction to Sugar! And I at least can say it loud and say it proud! Unlike Max who is also addicted to sugar but won't admit it.

Yeah Yeah, ok on to Max, sorry for the rethought. Max is my walking, talking, sitting, eating, fighting, living machine, of my own personal use. Ok so maybe not. But she is my non related that has nothing to do with blood, sister. She is also my Best Friend. You could say that we have had good times. If you actually gave me a minute to think on that, I would give you one, but you probably want to get on with the story, right?

So, Max, Best Friend, Non blood Related Sister, Scariest girl you will ever meet. That is, if she isn't around her little brother, she'll be just fine. She stands about one or two inches beneath my height, (which is around 5'9, 5'10 give or take a half an inch. Its not like I'm actually counting.) She's got short blond hair, which looks good with the shape of her face, and piercing gray eyes. That's the thing I love most about her. Her eyes. They turn kinda silvery when she's pissed or in a really, really bad mood. I always tell her what happens with her eyes, but she just won't listen to me. It might be because I only mention it when she's about ready to rip my head off. Not a good thing right there, let me tell ya. If she's in a bad mood, you might wanna stay outta her way. Especially if she has the need to defend her friends.

Oh, I haven't told you about myself yet have I? Sorry, I get lost sometimes and need a reminder. That's Why I'm glad Max is with me most of the time, she keeps me in line. Yes in Deedy, One smack to the back of the head and I'm back in business. Some people think I'm intimidating, might be because of Max, or not, but they still think I am. I think its because I ramble on and on about everything and nothing. I'll grin when things go bad, and still grin when things turn good. One thing people would say about me is...'She's crazy'. But I must tell you. Mischief sneaks up at the oddest moments in my Ice blue eyes. And I do have an imagination under my Shoulder length black and red hair.

That's kinda what got me into this mess. I blame Max though. Don't tell her I said that!

See, she had been working on one of her new stories on Fanfiction for Harry Potter for over a month now. She takes forever to get the chapters done, but she does get them done. With a little push from me. (Actually it was more like a yelling match, but that's how we get over any difficult obstacles in our life.) She has this serious thing with her stories. Not like a problem, more like a theme. You see her stories, its more like a serious mystery thing goin on, with a twist at the end.

I do create my own fanfiction, but there more like random utterings with a small plot. The day I turn serious, is the day I get sucked into my own fanfiction...Too bad it was Max's that I got sucked into.

Let me explain. I told you about her little Fanfiction writing. Well she has one going on right now that includes her character being one of the background people in Harry Potter. Ya know, one of those people who are known to everyone, (Well almost everyone, definately not Mr. Snobbish the Dork Malfoy, Obviously) but not really a in your face kinda person like, well, Harry Potter or Draco Malfoy.

It was that one lousy day that I got free from any chores, mom, dad, siblings, and even my pet cat Snowball. Who would actually sleep her tubby little body on the couch all day rather then come say hi to me. Stupid Cat.

So on with what I was saying. Have you ever gotten one of those weird feelings that something BIG was about to happen. Yeah, me and Max get those all the time. I basically loose my mind trying to figure out what this THING is. But in the end, it usually turns out that Max gets a chapter in, or I find out that my parents are going to leave to Las Vegas for a week. Which is why I'm home alone with only my fat cat Snowball and that weird feeling to keep me company.

I sat on my nonexistant comfortable couch watching Charmed. I know, what's a girl like me watching Charmed for? Well, I like the show. If you have a problem with it, go stuff a shoe somewhere it doesn't belong. I flipped the channel as the commercials came on, I kept flipping the channels until the channels just stopped...flipping. That was when I noticed that my fingers had stopped moving. And that I also couldn't feel them. Oh Great! My fingers are numb, I can't feel them and my shows about to come on. Perfect! I stood up quickly, but then sat back down as my vision got all blurry.

"Ok, not good. Do Not Stand! You will just hurt yourself." Another problem I have, talking to myself.

I thought about calling for someone to come and help me, but that's when I remembered that my parents were on a business trip. Ya know, if this was happening to Max, she'd probably be thinking: Have the Aliens come back for me? And then be too fascinated with the feeling to call for help. But Dammit, I might be fascinated but I was not going to die by some aliens who will probably prob me for a scientific reason.

"I don't wanna Die! I haven't had the chance to eat that new brand of Dove Chocolate! Probably tastes the same as the others anyway."

And then, just like that. A flash a bright green light bursted before my eyes, and an enormous force pushed itself along my body. Black ness just seemed to be the only way to go.

Ouch! Jesus, my head hurts. Ow, it feels like its gonna explode. I opened my eyes and the first thing that came to my head was: 'Am I Blind!' And the Second: 'I wonder if the Tooth Fairy actually got me this time.'

I sat up slowly, letting my headache dissipate before sitting up the whole way. I could hear shallow breathing somewhere nearby, but decided that my life meant more then then crashing into something that could either be a Vampire or a freaky swamp monster. Finally, after hearing a small whimper I yelled out:

"Alright. I've had enough of laying here in the dark. Who the hell is that breathing over there?"

I stood slowly as I waited for a response. What? I wanted to make sure I was ready to run incase that something decided to shreek like a banshee.

"Nope this is a ghost. and I have come to haunt you." I immeidaitely recognized the voice that sounded like it was holding back laughter.

"Haha, now... Max do you have any idea where we are?" I started towards her, taking small baby steps as to not run into something.

"No idea JJ. I'm over here by the way..." I turned around quickly and ran into the wall. I could almost hear Max about to make a wise-ass comment.

But some other voice beat her to speaking somewhere off in the distance. A very Male voice.

"Harry, light your wand. I can't see a bloody thing!"

"Fine, but I don't see why you can't use your own, Ron." Another voice replied, also male, and alightly agitated.

"Boys, please don't fight. I'm not really in the mood to listen to your bickering..." This reply came from a female, and that was just about the time that light bursted somwhere down the road. Not literally a road, but you get my meaning, right?

out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Max turn towards me, and I cocked my head to the side slightly. Three figures were approaching in the dim light.

"Hey, Max, JJ! What are you guys doing down here?" One of the male figures yelled. And from what I could see, he was also the one holding onto the stick that held the light.

I moved closer to Max quickly and asked, "Is that Harry Potter?"

"I should assume so, but the even bigger question is, how does he know our names?" She motioned towards the three that were now making their way towards us even faster.

I hate to say this, and even for me, things were starting to get a little weird. And things just got even worse.