Disclaimer: I know some of you guys say this fic is very IC, but believe me, I don't own WOWP :P
(A/N: this chapter is dedicated to someone special in my life, someone who showed me how to be non-judgmental, who taught me to chase my dreams- whatever I write today is because of that special someone.)
Chapter 20: Acting nice, lovey-dovey
On Thursday, during lunch, Alex decided it was time to be 'nice' to Justin. She started by spilling her drink on his old jeans instead of his favorite tee-shirt, as she had originally intended; and by stealing only half of his lunch, letting him eat the other half.
On the ride in the subway, Alex decided it was time to act lovey-dovey. She started by sitting sat next to him, and resting her head on his shoulder. He panicked, immediately looking around everywhere to see if anyone they knew saw the gesture. (Hello! Harper and Max are standing RIGHT in front of them!)
She wrapped her arms around him, and breathed in deeply. "Justin, relax."
It was not her fault if that had the exact opposite effect on him!
When they returned home and were working their shifts at the sub-shop, he finally spoke to her.
"Alex. That's for Table 5." He ordered, holding up the tray in the kitchen counter.
By the sound of his voice, she concluded that he was tired, and decided that he needed her gentle touch. So when he went to hand her the tray, she gently brushed her knuckles against his hand.
It was not her fault that he suddenly jerked back and the tray flew in the air, its contents accidentally landing on their father's head!
Homework time (Well, his. Her texting time) and she decided to help him with his studies. (Ugh, nobody asked you to gasp!) So she took out the papers from his study file, and arranged them in alphabetical order, just the way she knew he liked.
When he sat on the desk, his eyes grew wide and he had a mini panic attack. (And you always wondered why Justin was glad that he was born in a hospital with a CPR certified doctor?)
It was not her fault that he had numbered the pages and arranged them in that numerical order!
Dinner time, and he asked Max to pass him the salt. She quickly reached over, and handed him the ceramic bottle, smiling sweetly at him.
It was not her fault that her mother kept salt and powdered sugar in identical containers!
"I'm so sorry Justin! I didn't mean it… any of these." she apologized as soon as he completed ranting for the second time. (What? She would still not apologize for her pranks. But these weren't pranks- these were genuine accidents. Actually, now that she thought about it, she hadn't pranked him properly that day. Hmmm…)
He glared at her, not buying it, and stormed off to his room.
She sighed, plopping down on the couch beside Harper. "So, anything new?" (Translation: anything other than the usual Zeke talk?)
Harper started immediately. "Did you hear what Nelly told Jess, who told Liz, who told- hang on, let me pick up the call…. Hi Zeke-meek."
Alex groaned, burying her face in her hands. Of course Harper did not get the hint. She placed a cushion in her lap, and began her mushy conversation. "So, tell me about your day…"
She didn't want to hear what Zeke said (Robot president. Remember?) and thankfully, didn't have to. She could only hear Harper's part of the conversation. (Where are the earplugs when you really need them?)
"Oh… I am sorry it was only a dream… but you know, maybe you'd meet a real alien someday!"
Alex blinked. "Harper! Since when did you start believing in aliens?"
"Hang on a second Zeke." Harper hissed at her. "Shhh! I don't. I am just trying to be there for him. Now stay quiet!"
And she did stay quiet. You need to stay quiet when you are trying to sneak out of the room.
She entered his room without knocking (that one will never change) and found him sitting at his desk, rearranging the papers back to its original arrangement. (Okay, fine. So she messed it up. What's the big deal? It's just 100 something pages. He can totally arrange them again in no time!)
She headed straight to his chair, and placed her hands on his shoulders. It was not her fault that he hadn't notice her coming and suddenly jumped up in fear, throwing all the papers on the floor and scattering them-again!
"ALEX!" he yelled, rushing towards the paper.
She bit her lip, holding back the insults. Harper never insulted Zeke. She should never insult Justin either. (And for that she needs to visit the wizard doctor and ask him to seal her lips.)
"See what you did!" he hissed, picking up the papers and placing them on the table with a thud. "Now I have to do it all over again!"
"Justin… I am sorry."
"Stop saying that!" he snapped fiercely, and she automatically took a step back. "I know you are not! Just don't say what you don't mean!"
"I mean it." She persisted.
He scoffed in response.
Okay, fine, time for plan B: grab him and kiss him till he's crazy.
"Alex!" he hissed, grabbing her by her hair. "You can-t", a quick smack, "use this to", a lick of her upper lip, "get away with", a bite on the bottom one, "everything!"
She grinned. "Sure I can." Tongue darting into his mouth. A moan. A groan. Tongue darting back out. Panting. "Watch me." (A relationship with Justin came with such great benefits!)
Once they caught their breath, she sat down on the bed innocently, while he sat on his chair. "Alex. We need to talk about this."
She shrugged. "You mean you need to talk about this while I sleep?"
He titled his head to a side (Why do people keep doing that? It doesn't give them X-ray vision!) and stared at her. "Do you realizing what we are doing?"
"Umm, having a conversation?"
"Alex!"
"Okay, fine. You're trying to have a conversation and I'm trying to avoid it?"
He sighed, shaking his head in disbelief. (She was still Alex Russo. And he was still a kill-joy. So nope, no 'this is wrong' speech.)
"I… I am not sure about this." he murmured nervously.
Another demanding kiss later, she looked into his eyes. "Are you sure, now?" she grabbed the strings of his drawstring pants, and licked her lips suggestively. "Or do you need more convincing?"
"Alex!" he squeaked in panic. It was not her fault that her words hit him hard.
She chuckled evilly. "Alex is my name, Justin. It's not an answer."
He sighed, wrapping his arms around her, and resting his head on hers. "Alex…" he breathed deeply, and this time, it was an answer.
She sighed in relief, hugging him back tightly.
"You have no idea how long I have felt like this." He breathed.
The 'ever since Newton invented Calculus' insult didn't escape her lips. (Yeah, this IS the worst punishment ever.)
"So…" she pulled back, sitting beside him. "How was your day?"
He quirked an eyebrow in suspicion, but began anyway, and that too, in an excited tone. "Today we did the ring experiment in chemistry."
People- try pursing your lips together to hold back the groan and the scream.
She nodded, smiling enthusiastically at him, like Harper did with Zeke, except, it wasn't a genuine smile like Harper's.
"Can you believe a kid spilled nitric acid on the floor? What kind of student doesn't even know how to hold a test tube?"
Umm, her kind of student?
"And another kid was going to pour concentrated acid and a strong base in the same beaker." Justin continued. (Base? Umm, didn't that mean bottom?) "Good thing I stopped him, or it would have been such a great explosion! Phew!"
Umm, she likes explosions. Especially in class. Or in Justin's room. She honestly doesn't realize the difference between the two places.
"Yeah, thank goodness you were there." She smiled sweetly, patting his back, hoping he would be happy and shut up. Of course that encouraged him to boast even more. (Did he forget that he wasn't talking to his parents?)
"And then, the teacher said that I could perform the fountain experiment for identification of ammonia."
Umm, didn't fountain experiment mean setting up the sprinklers at school to go off like fountains at random hours?
"Alex. It was so amazing!" he smiled.
She placed a hand on his arm. "I bet it was… I am glad you had fun at class today."
He shrugged. "I have fun at class every day. (Good point). So… how was your day?"
She shrugged too. "You know, the usual."
He nodded, not forcing her to explain more. "Umm… we've got school tomorrow, so…"
"Oh, yeah, right." She quickly got up. "Umm, goodnight Justin." She gave him a chaste kiss, and turned to walk away.
"Alex!" he yelled behind her, causing her to turn around and look at him. "What is wrong with you today?"
She creased her eyebrows in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"You haven't insulted me even once while you were here. Are you alright?" he asked, grabbing her hands and pulling her close to him, looking at her with concern.
Gosh, no! They weren't going to die!
She nodded her head quickly. "No, Justin, I am fine… I'm just…. Trying to be nice to you."
He gasped. (Ugh! She already knows it's shocking!) "Umm, why?"
She shrugged. "Well, Harper is nice to Zeke…"
He still had that blank look on his face. (What a dork!)
"They are dating." She continued. "So now that we are dating, we are dating, right?" he nodded seriously, and she began again. "So I thought I should, you know… be nice to you sometimes."
He smirked, shaking his head.
"What?" she whined. (No, please, no. NO. NO. NO. Don't make a big fuss out of this!)
He looked at her curiosity. (She's not your action figure, Justin!) "Do you realize it's not working for us?"
"Well, it's not working for me alright." She snarled.
He laughed, putting his arms around us. "Alex. We are siblings. We are supposed to fight. We are not like Harper and Zeke. We are…" he swallowed, inhaling sharply. "We are not normal people."
She sighed, deciding to drop the lovey-dovey act. It was not her idea anyway- it was inspired by Harper.
Yeah, all the misadventures of the day were totally her best friend's fault!
(A/N: Oh, I will never get enough of that 'we are not normal people' dialog XD :P did you guys like this? I updated quickly because you reviewed a lot, plus, I had free time. Please send me your thoughts!)