THE NEXT DAY
It was something passed 10 when Alex Russo sneaked into the school building and went straight to locker rooms of the gym to dispatch her clone. She never liked gym, so why would she be here while she can sleep longer for 2 hours? Alex got quite good in clones: they didn't bark anymore and they did the tracks with much convincing.
Once the clone was gone, she went to her next class, her favourite one: art. But while she was collecting her brushes and paint from her locker, her annoying brother of course had to spoil the fun ….
"Nice going with that clone Alex. Magic isn't something for you to use to ditch gym for" he started right away. Alex sighted, why must Justin always be Mister Perfect, Mister Uptight? But before she could answer, he continued. "But I will let this one slide. I'm looking for Harper. She is supposed to help me with something. Do you know where she is?"
As a matter of fact, Alex did indeed know where Harper was, because her best friend wouldn't shut up about it ever since she found out that pop star would come to Waverly Place. Alex was seriously considering muting her again. "Yes, she is in basketball court, helping to set everything up for mister big drama."
Apparently, this wasn't the news that Justin liked to hear. " *What?* She is helping someone else? And what about me? She is supposed to help me!" He hovered a few times in place before he started talking again, which meant he was desperately thinking of something. "I'll just go there and ask her to come and help me instead. That's it!"
Alex finally figured it out. Wait, it really took this long? She really wasn't awake yet …. Justin never asked Harper to help him out; he just assumed that she would. And now he was jealous that she was helping someone else. Harper was helping someone to welcome ANOTHER GUY! Oh, how she could use this for leverage some day.
"Maybe next time you should ask Harper in advance to help you out instead of getting jealous when she is busy welcoming another guy" Alex said calmly, but she loved the red colour that rose up her brother's cheeks. "I am not jealous" he screeched across the now empty halls. "Sure, if that's what you say" his sister chanted with an evil smile.