HOLY SHHHHIIIIITTTT. It has been a WHILE you little munchkins! Thank you so flippin much to Mrs. Jessica Grayson for your review. I came back to this just to see, you know. Saw your comment and I'm like, Dude, I HAVE TO UPDATE THIS! So yeah, your totally going to be my reviewer buddy. So yeah! I, and my family, have gotten over my grandmothers death. Finally. I still miss her, but I need you guys too! So, lets get this thing STARTED!

(aside from the awesome review, I have a boyfriend now. So that just cheered up my entire life and brought me back to normal. :DDDD)

Disclaimer:Even knowing I don't own Wally can't bring me down now. I'M THE BEST, AROUND. NOTHINGS GONNA EVER BRING ME DOWN!

On a side note, in case you haven't noticed, I'm going to be, ahem, cursing a lot more. Sorry bout that, kids.


"Where the HELL have you been!"

Juliette's hair was frizzy, her dress ripped. Her makeup was smeared and she looked a mess.

"I went for a walk. With Wally."

"You little...UP TO YOUR ROOM! NOW! YOU ARE NOT PERMITTED TO GO ANYWHERE! DO YOU HEAR ME?"

"I can't not hear you. Your yelling so loud the table is shaking."

"UP TO YOUR ROOM!"

"Yessir."

Jinx skipped up to her room and fell down on her mattress. This was the best she had ever felt in her life. She had defied her sister, and she stole her date, and she felt GREAT. It reminded her of the time she spent with her old team, defying Juliette AND the law. She rolled over ready to fall asleep.

One thing in the back of her mind was bugging her. Somewhere, in the farthest creavese of her mind, she wish that it had been a real date with Wally. Meep. She thought to herself and fell asleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Hmm?

Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap.

Jinx groaned and got up looking at the door. The sound wasn't coming from it. She looked around her room...

And she saw Wally sittting on the edge of her windowsill.

"Wally!" She hissed, her eyes narrowing as she opened the window. "Have a death wish?"

"Only slightly." Maybe if is dorky smile wasn't so hilarious, it would've aggervated her.

"You were either going to fall off, or you were going to get cought by my sister. Either of which are equally terrible."

"I saw your sister leave to the market. I thought you said only you did the grocery shopping. Something about how it was 'beneath her'. " He jumped in and sat on her mattress, grinning at her dirty and dusty room. "Nice place, by the way."

"Sissie-dearest took my bedroom and turned it into a closet. Oh, and I'm grounded. Not aloud to leave the house. Or my room, for that matter. Don't supposed how I'll get fed though."

"How can you not? Your skin and bones as it is!"

"As well as you have a lot of meat on you."

"High motabolism. I eat like mad, actually. I'll bring you something from the shop."

"Oh? Your living up to your name, Romeo. For god sakes, don't throw a rock at my window and show up with Lilacs."

"It'll be roses then. See-ya, Jinxy." Wally jumped out her window and somehow, got down.

"JINXY?"

That boy is going to die.

"Jacinnnta!"

Lovely.

"Yes, Sissie dear?"

"Why in the hell did Wally just jump off our roof onto another one?"

"You, Dearie, have as much clue as I do."

"Your GROUNDED! How many times do I have to remind you of this?"

"Thirty-two."

"Ugh!" Juliettes footsteps stopped in her room, where she prepared for that night.

An owl landed on her window with a rose and a letter in its beak.

An owl?

Jinx grabbed the note, looking at the rose for a second and deciding to leave it.

Dear Jinxy,

I think your sister saw me escaping from your captivity. Hope I didn't get you in too much trouble. Sorry about the owl too. Would get a dove, but I honestly can't find one. It must look silly with a rose in it's beak, eh? It's not going to go away until you write back, either. It'll peck your head all night. You also have to take the rose. I know you haven't, Jacey. So just take it. I'm going to blow all my shop-boy money on roses, aren't I?

Love, your dashing Romeo.

Jinx smiled, grabbed the rose and a piece of parchment and a quill feather and got to writing.

Dear stalker,

Oh, she saw you alright. I'm brilliant at getting out of situations though. I'm brilliant in all subjects, actually. And I was thinking the same thing. An owl? It's okay, it's original. Much like you. A dove would be too obvious, with an owl I can just pretend I feed it. Easier to avoid gossip that way. It did look rather strange with a rose in it's beak. I think I'll start a rose collection. I'd love it if you blew all your money on me, but make it other than roses. Send me a carnation next time, they smell nice. They also look nice next to roses. I'll have to sneak down to the kitchen to get a vase, though. Send a packet of sugar next time too. Sugar water always helps them.

Love, the anti-Juliette.


HEY EVERYONE AGAIN! Did that remind you of Harry Potter? Because it did me. Have fun with this!