Alex walked into her parent's room and saw her mom inserting an earring and her father on lying down on the bed. Theresa noticed her daughter with a huge smile on her face and raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you smiling?" she joked.

"Oh, you know. Just got offered a singing contract!"

"What?" Her mother's eye went huge. Her father sat up asking, "by who?"

"Gustavo Roque. The guy that signed Big Time Rush. Think about it. I already said yes, BUT," she added as her parent's mouth opened at her actions. Her mother placed her hands on her hips, as her father crossed his arms.

"But think about the money, I'll-we'll be making. Enough for mom to get rid of the subway cart at the shop and enough for dad to…to…look that's not the point. The point is, that I was just given the opportunity to live out a dream not a lot of people get." She turned around and put a hand to her face then sniffled as to give the effect that this is emotional for her. She then moved her hand to the back of her head and pushed her hair up a little. She brought it back down and said, "So I said yes, to a wonderful once in a life time opportunity."

Her parents exchanged glances and clapped.

"Best performance done by a teenage girl. I'd like to meet this guy that did because right now, we don't believe you."

Alex scoffed at her parents saying, "I'm telling the truth!"

They laughed and she said, "Fine. I'll prove it." She pulled her wand out of her boot and pointed it towards a picture on the wall. She said a spell and suddenly her parents were watching what had happed just a few moments ago.

"How would you like to work with me?"

"What?"

"Do you want to work at Roque Records and become a singing sensation?"

"Yes!"

"Be there tomorrow at 8 to impress Mr. Griffin. If he likes you, then you get to start working on a demo."

Alex waved the memory away, putting her wand back and looked at her parents who were shocked none the less that she wasn't lying.

"So, it's agreed I can live the dream."

"Uh sure. I guess."

She gave a big smile and hugged her parents who were shocked she also hugged them. They slowly wrapped their arms around her and she pulled away saying something about how she was going to go check up on Mason and James. She walked out of the room and headed towards the door, thinking about James.

Whoa, wait. James? She quickly started to think about Mason. She felt at ease but not better when she did, if that makes sense. She opened the door to very happy Max. She walked past him, not really watching her surroundings and noticed she was in an empty lobby. She looked out to the pool and saw people there but didn't see James and Mason. She saw Kendall and that blonde chick she met the day before and walked over to them, stopping halfway when they started to make out. She turned around and saw Logan sitting with Camille on the other side of the pool, and made her way over there quickly. She stopped in front of them and grabbed Logan by the ear, picking him up.

"Ow, ow , ow," he said.

"Where's James?"

"I don't know. I thought he was with you? Ow." She tightened her grip on his ear. Great. For all she knows, James could've taken her boyfriend anywhere in L.A. and hurt him. Not that he has a great chance of doing so, since if he did, Mason would go werewolf on him. She let go of his ear and he dropped back down next to Camille. She took out her phone and quickly texted Mason.

He replied back saying they're on their way to the ice rink to play hockey.

She moaned. She didn't want to go to the cold arena. She didn't even know where one is nearby. She texted back asking which one and when he didn't reply, she ran into the empty lobby, and took her wand out of her boot. She walked behind a fern and flashed herself into the nearest ice rink around. She was standing in the middle of a bathroom stall when she opened her eyes.

She pushed open the door and walked out of the bathroom, seeing some people either putting their skate on or skating or leaving. She followed some people to the counter where you rent the skates and rented some size 7 skates. She strolled away towards the bleachers and hoped that this was the rink they were coming to. She plopped down on the steps and removed her shoes, shrinking them down to fit in her pockets. She slipped on the skates and tied the lace into a perfect bow. She stood up and gripped onto the sides of the wall, slowly making her way trying not to fall to the ice. She took her first step onto the ice and slid onto her side. She reached a hand towards the wall and tried to hold onto something when a girl came up to her and helped her up. She mumbled a thank you and the girl skated off with an irritated look, mumbling something about amateurs. Alex raised an eyebrow and glared at the girl. She looked around to see if anyone was within earshot and mumbled, "Make me good make me great, I wanna be the best on ice skates."

She felt the spell take place and took another step. She was gliding across the ice and laughed at how well she was doing. She put her other foot down and lifted her other as she pushed forward. She was amazed at how well she was doing. Thanks to the spell. She skated past the girl who helped her up and smiled devilishly at her. The girl scoffed and pushed Alex to the ground, causing Alex to go to the violent side. Alex stood back up and smiled evilly at the girl. She picked one leg up and said, "Gialsjay Timesday." Time stopped and Alex cackled. She grabbed the girls hand and stuffed in the back of her pants as if she was scratching her ass. She then reached for the girls hair, and took out the clips in her hair, letting the extensions fall down to the ice. She then reached down and untied the girls skates, tying the laces from both skates together. She stood back up and scrunched up her face.

"Eh, it'll do. Wait" she reached into the pocket of her pants and took out a pen. She held it up and stared at it happily. She took the cap off and reached for the girls upper lip. She settled the pen against the girl's skin and drew a mustache. She brought the pen back and capped it, stashing it back in her pocket. She smiled.

"There." She brought her leg down and time resumed. The girl instantly freaked out. She grabbed her hand out of her pants and Alex skated away from the screaming girl. She saw her hair on the ground and glared at the laughing Alex.

After ten minutes of skating and not seeing Mason or James anywhere, she stepped off the ice, and wobbled over to the steps of the bleachers. She untied the laces and tore the skates off, leaving her in her socks. She curled her toes as the cold hit her feet and she stood back up, grabbing the skates. She walked back over to the counter and gave back the skates to the guy behind. She turned around and ran back to the bathroom, into a stall and pulled out her tiny boots and pointed her finger at them, making them big again. She slipped them back on and walked out looking down, running into someone.

"I'm sor-Alex?" she heard in that British accent she just loved. She looked up into the smiling face of her boyfriend.

"Hi there," she smiled back.

"Ahem." She turned around saw James standing there with his arms crossed. She smiled weakly at him and James smiled back.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Oh I was skating."

"Really? You skate?" asked bewildered.

"Well, not until today," she joked. James fell for her even more.

"Well you wanna play some hockey with us? You know, you two against me."

"But that's not fair."

"But you two know nothing about hockey. So the amateurs against the pro," he smiled. Alex accepted his challenge.

"Fine. But don't come running to me when we whoop your butt."

"Ha! Deal." He stuck out his hand and she took it, sucking in some air when their hands touched. It was like she was shocked. She shook his hand and immediately retracted her hand. She looked up at Mason and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

James watched and honestly felt sick. This was a personal moment between the two lovebirds so he looked down, feeling embarrassed. He stalked off towards the locker room, duffel bag in hand and sat down on the bench. He unzipped the bag and took out the skates, protective gear, and stick. He slipped of his shoes and set them inside the bag. He stuffed his feet inside his skates and tied them up. He took his shirt and pants off, leaving him in a wife beater and his boxers. He grabbed his hockey pants (I know nothing about hockey so I'm guessing that have special pants) and then reached for his gear and slipped them on. He stood up and was about to zip his bag up when he caught sight of his hockey jersey from back home. He took it out and looked at it. It was wrinkled and smelled bad but it was good shape. He slipped it on over the gear and grabbed his stick and helmet. He walked out of the locker room to run into Mason.

"Gear is in the duffel bag on the bench. Oh and if there's another jersey in there, go ahead and put it on. I'm sure the guys won't mind." Mason nodded and headed inside. James spotted Alex sitting on the bench sitting with her legs crossed. She had her skates on and had a stick off to the side.

"You know, without your gear, you could get hurt," he commented. She looked up at him and sighed.

"Yeah I guess you're right. But maybe you're wrong." He rolled his eyes at her and walked to the counter to rent a puck. The guy gave his trouble but then he recognized it was James Diamond who was renting and he spoke into the intercom saying that everyone would need to leave. James smiled at this. He took his puck and strided to the ice as everyone else was leaving. He skated into the middle of the rink and stuck his helmet on. He saw Alex and Mason slide onto the ice and chuckled. This'll be easy.

Mason nodded to Alex and she said the same spell she did on herself, but towards him. Mason went to defend the goal and Alex skated up to James.

"Don't worry, I'll go easy Russo."

"No, I think I'll have to go easy on YOU Diamond."

"Whatever." He dropped the puck and was about to swing back and hit it, but Alex shouted, "Go!" and had hit the puck first. The puck went straight into the designated goal and scored.

"Whoo!" She threw her hands up in the air and laughed. James skated over to the puck and swung at it. Alex swung at it as it came towards her and it went straight into James stomach.

Wow, that spell works with anything having to do with skates.

James took a step back and bent over, with huge eyes and letting out a huge breath of air. The puck hit him hard and he felt sick. But he stood back up and pushed the sick feeling aside. He didn't think Alex was really this good. Beginner's luck maybe?

He hit the puck again and was happy when Alex didn't notice it zing by. She looked back up to James who was grinning like he had won the lotto. Alex quirked her eyebrow and made an 'o' shape with her mouth. She turned around and skated towards the puck. But she stopped and skated back to the middle. James' smile faded when she gave a devilish smile towards him. Soon the puck was flying towards him and he had to duck down to keep it from hitting 'The Face.' He slowly stood up and looked around. Alex was on the ground laughing and Mason was moving his shoulders in an up and down manner. James tore of his helmet and threw his stick on the ice.

"FINE! You guys win!" He was embarrassed he got owned in the first minute of the game. Especially by amateurs who know nothing about the cold sport. He didn't know what to think. He skated off the ice and barged into the locker room. He brought his jersey over his head, and threw it on the bag. He tore his gear off tank top, and hockey pants, leaving him in his boxers, and kicked the lockers on the wall. He fell down onto the floor with his hand balled up in a fist, on his forehead.

Outside on the rink Alex had stopped laughing and looked over towards the locker room area. Mason skated up to her and said, "Maybe I should go talk to him."

"No," she said quickly. "I'll go talk to him."

He nodded and kissed her on her forehead before she skated off the ice, wobbling her way to the locker room. Before she opened the door, the guy behind the counter yelled at her.

"Hey! Only guys in there!"

"Do I look like I care?"

"No."

She pushed the door open and saw James sitting on the ground against the lockers. She carefully walked closer and noticed he was only in boxers. Heat started to creep up her cheeks as she got closer. She reached down and tapped his shoulder. He jerked his head up and his face went from sad to not showing any emotion. She sighed and crouched down to sit next to him. She leaned up against him and rested her head on his shoulder. She opened her mouth to speak but James cut her off.

"Sorry for acting like that."

She stared at the lockers on the other side of the bench and said nothing. James looked at her content face and it bothered him she wasn't saying anything. A few minutes passed before Alex broke the silence by saying, "it's okay."

"It's just you said you never skated before and when me and English boy were talking he said he never really cared for it but was open to try new things. How were you guys good? No one has EVER beat me. And I mean NO ONE."

Alex held in her breath. It was because of magic. Magic ruled it all. When she didn't answer, James knew something was up.

"Were you lying to me Alex?"

"What? No!" She turned to look at the pretty boy and saw hurt in his eyes. She would never lie to him. They had become great friends over the course of three days and she already knew she wanted to be his friend for a long time. There's something special about James Diamond that is reeling her in and it scares her. Those feelings she has for him, they make her want to scream.

"Then how did you-"

"Beginner's luck, okay?"

"Right like I should believe that," he spat at her. She was taken aback by his tone. She felt hurt, and she looked away. She reached up the feel a tear coming down her cheek, and she wiped it away. She doesn't want him to her cry, to let him know he won. She stood up and walked towards the door, but James got up and ran to her, grabbing her arm. He turned her around and smashed his lips on hers. But this time, Alex's body listened, and she pushed him away, slapping him hard across his face.

"Don't ever do that again. Don't come over. Don't call me. Remember, I love Mason. Just leave me alone," she yelled at him. She ran through the door and into Mason who looked worried. He held onto the crying Alex and caressed her hair, telling her he'll kick James ass.

She looked up at his face and said, "James got mad at me, basically calling me a liar and when I was on my way out, he kissed me." She sobbed into his borrowed jersey and Mason froze up. Nobody makes his girlfriend feel bad then kiss her. He started to push her away to run in the locker room and werewolf it up but Alex yelled at him.

"No! Let's just leave okay? You can give the gear back to Logan or Kendall or even Carlos. Let's go, please," she begged him. He sighed and nodded and she slipped her skates off, throwing them against the wall.

Mason grabbed her hand and Alex zapped them back to 3J.

Justin jumped when he saw his sister and Mason pop up out of nowhere. He calmed down but started to get worried when he saw Alex crying.

He got this protective look on his face and ran to his sister's side. He grabbed her and hugged her hard, glaring at Mason.

"What happened?" he asked.

She tried to tell him but her sobs just got worse to where Mason had to explain it.

When Mason was done, Justin started to feel hatred for the stupid boy Alex called a friend. He vowed to himself that when he ran into him, he would personally kick his ass. He held on tighter to his sister and shushed her to quiet down. She did for a minute or so, but when Max came in saying he was going to the pool to hang out with Kendall and the guys, she started back up again. Mason told them he was going to get changed into his normal attire, and Justin nodded. He held on tight to Alex and when he knew Mason was out of earshot, he whispered, "Did you like James?"

She nodded and Justin didn't push it further.

"But," she said in a quiet tone, "He likes me too. This isn't the first time he's kissed me." Justin sat there, mouth open and eyebrows scrunched together. He was about to ask when the first time happened, but Mason came back in looking fresh. He sat down next to the siblings and wrapped his arms around Alex also.

After Alex had cleaned up and started to forget about everything, there was a knock at the door.

She got up the from the couch and walked over to it, opening the door to a worried Logan.

"Alex," he stated, "It's James."

"Tell him he can go screw himself," she said with a little bit of hatred in there.

"I would If I could."

"What do you mean by that?" She crossed her arms.

Logan hesitated and said five words that made Alex's heart almost stop beating.

"James is in the hospital."