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Chapter 4: Let the Dares Begin

Alex's POV:

I successfully remembered to duck, avoiding a concussion from the pipe, as Harper pulled me down the basement stairs.

"Oh Alex, I'm so excited!! I made this dress for you quite some time ago, and I never imagined that I would actually get to see you wear it!!!" Harper gushed pulling out a mannequin from behind a stack of boxes.

I gasped in horror. The dress was horrible. White, pictures of the two of us covered the entire dress. The white leggings I could deal with and I slipped them on without a problem, same as the black flats, but when it came to that dress…no way.

I was standing there in my leggings, flats, and black spaghetti strap tank top. My arms were crossed defiantly over my chest and the toe of my right shoe was bouncing angrily against the hard basement floor.

"Alex, I already tried begging, so I guess the next step is force," Harper threatened, scrunching the bottom of the dress up so she could pull it over my head.

I stepped back; unfortunately I didn't have anywhere to go. The cold basement wall was pressed against my back. I had my hands out in front of me, and if anyone were to come down there it would probably look like we were filming some sort of horror movie.

I panicked and reached down to my boot, groping for my wand. Apparently, my reaching only helped Harper, and I saw my wand on her bed as she forced the dress over my head with a triumphant yell.

I stood up and glared at her, but she just smiled unfazed by my burning gaze. She spun me around, and grinned happily.

"See Alex, it's not so bad."

"Yeah whatever," I scoffed as she slipped on the final touch, a black and white polka dot headband.

I was just happy it was my turn to dress her. I grabbed for my wand, knowing that this would be the easier way to do things.

"Alex, you're not supposed to use magic," Harper warned.

"I know, but I want to see Max do his dare," I answered, trying to come up with a spell.

"Why it's disgusting," she said wrinkling her nose in distaste.

"Exactly" I smirked.

"Now, stand still so I can do my spell," I said positioning Harper so she was directly in front of me.

"Harper usually dresses like a fruit tree, for today have her dress more like me," I recited.

I looked over at Harper, who was cringing, "Harper, you're not going to die, stop cringing," I snapped giving her a once over.

She looked pretty good, her hair was down in waves, she had on blue skinny jeans, a baby pink peace sign shirt, pink converse, millions of bracelets, and a long gold peace sign necklace.

"Wow, I have to admit, this isn't half bad," Harper said as she examined herself in the mirror.

"I know, now come on, the sooner we get to the shop, the sooner we can finish working and do nothing the rest of the day," I said dragging her back up the stairs, and narrowly avoiding the pipe.

Justin's POV:

Max was just finishing smashing the bread together, when Alex and Harper appeared. I tried, and failed to keep in my laughter, which of course caused Alex to punch me on the arm.

"You know, this isn't half bad," Max said taking another bite of his sandwich.

We stared at him in disgust, although it wasn't that surprising. I mean seriously, the kid ate dog treats.

Now I just had to wait to start my dare, where were all the customers?

Alex's POV:

Ok this is getting a bit ridiculous. We have been sitting here for ten minutes already, and there are no customers.

I stood up angrily and stomped to the doors. I peered into the crowded street, "Come on, what's wrong with you people?" I questioned through the glass, causing two people to turn around.

"Are you guys open?" they questioned.

No, we are just sitting in here for our health, I thought. "Yes, that's what the sign…MAX!! Did you forget to switch the sign again??" I yelled flipping the sign to 'OPEN'.

"You know, I knew I forgot to do something," he said taking a massive bite out of his second peanut butter, jelly, and armpit sandwich.

Customers started piling in, once the sign was changed, and we got right down to business. Harper was bussing the tables, while I was taking orders. Max was in the back making the sandwiches, on the counter not in his armpits, and Justin was at the register, wishing everyone a 'happy bellybutton appreciation day'!!

It was close to closing time, and I was in the back waiting for Max to finish with my orders. I heard the doors open and the unmistakable voice of my brother's best friend Zeke.

"Hey Harper, looking good," I heard him say as Max handed me my order. I heard her whisper her thanks and when I looked through the open window, I saw her blushing a deep crimson.

As I pushed open the door I heard Justin whispering to Zeke, "Hey Zeke, whatever you do, don't say anything about Alex's…"

I emerged from the kitchen at that moment and was met by an open mouthed Zeke, "Whoa Alex, lose a bet or something?" he questioned.

I calmly smiled, and switched my order to the other hand before punching him in the arm. Switching the order back to its original hand, I walked away smirking.

"Ow, man not again. Dude, Justin, your sister is violent." Zeke whined clutching his reddening arm.

"Yeah I know, she punched me a few hours ago, and I'm pretty sure I have a bruise." Justin responds lifting up his shirt sleeve, revealing a perfect impression of my fist. I just smirked and continued serving.

The last customer left, and I swiftly shut and locked the doors, and turned the 'OPEN' sign to 'CLOSED'. Before anyone could say or do anything, I magically changed clothes and sighed in relief.

The rest of the night was perfect; we just sat around and watched movies until we fell asleep.