Justin wanted desperately to be alone with Zeke. But his sister would never let them for more than a few moments . She was always barging in on him, stealing his money, insulting his action figures, and most of all she knew he was gay.

"what are you watching," Max asks, sitting on the couch next to him.

" something about far away planets," he says back, tired.

Theresa enters, holding her nose with one hand, and a pair of boxer shorts in the other, "Max," she says, her voice nasally, " what did you do with these,"

Max looks around, " oh those," he laughs, " lets call it a science experiment,"

" yes lets leave it at that," she agrees, throwing them in the garbage. Jerry comes through the front door, " you had to close early," she asks him.

" yes," he says, sitting down in an armchair, Theresa shakes her head.

A loud bang come from upstairs and Alex stumbles down the spiral stairs, coughing. " what did you do,?" Theresa says in a stern voice, cutting up celery, standing behind the island.

" well," Alex says, " um…one of your lamps may or may not be a dog, and it may or may not be chewing up your bed." she sits at one of the orange bar stools, " its no big deal,"

" no big deal,!" Theresa says angrily, " my lamp is a dog, and the sheets, we just bought those, that is a big deal in my book," she drop her knife, " and your grounded for..for,"

" mom," Alex whines, she stands up and points to Justin, " Justin's gay,"

Everyone goes quiet, Justin stands up, and moves around the couch. Theresa shakes her head, " that's not funny young lady, don't lie,"

" yeah she is lying, why would you do that," Justin scoffs, laughing nervously.

" I am not lying," Alex says, stamping her feet.

" Alex," Jerry says, standing up and walking over to her, " what proof do you have,"

" I saw them kissing in Vegas and here, on the terrace," she points outside.

" who is them," Theresa asks, crossing her arms.

" him," she points at Justin, " and Zeke,"

Justin scoffs, "yeah right,"

" we can prove it," Jerry says, walking over to the terrace doors, " just use this spell," he recites a small, complicated spell, " it will show what you want,"

" dad is that really necessary?," Justin says, he grabs the end of his wand, still in his pocket. " don't you believe me, how you can believe Alex, she couldn't tell a truth to save her life.

" I don't know Theresa says, " that's a pretty serious accusation," she walks toward the couch, rubbing his chin, " but given Alex's history," she stays quiet for a minute, making Justin even more nervous. " Alex go get rid of that dog," she points up stairs, " and Justin, just go somewhere," she sighs, and continues her cooking

" it was to close," Justin whispers to Zeke, moving a pea around on his lunch tray. " she saw us the other day on the terrace,"

" oh man," Zeke says back, " we should have just studied like we told your mom we were going to."

"its my ass,' said Justin, slightly annoyed, he adds, " Not yours,"

" hell if it is," he says, " you don't think that my mom would hear about something like this, because this isn't something you can just get over Justin, its not something you can just forget,"

" I know, my own mom cant even look at us the same way," He has always been really cole to his mom, but this morning she had looked at him differently, " they know Zeke, they just don't want to admit it,"

The bell rings and Zeke leaves Justin alone.