A/N thanks so much for all the amazing reviews! Im really having fun with this storyand im glad you guys like it! I don't own wowp because if i did, things would be a little different lol.
Alex woke to the sound of laughter and the smell of bacon frying. For a second she was confused, what was she doing here? The she remembered, Justin's mother, sleepover and waking up in the middle of the night. She was under the covers this time. The blankets smelled like lilac. She got up and threw on cut-off jean shorts and a t-shirt that read 'If You Can't be a Good Example, be a Warning'. She tied her hair back into a sloppy bun and slipped into some flip-flops. She left her blue and white room and walked down the stairs to the kitchen where she found Justin and Emma standing by the oven and chatting easily.
"Good morning, Alex!" Justin said cheerfully.
"Would you like some eggs and bacon?" Emma asked, holding up the frying pan.
"Just some coffee for now." Alex mumbled and collapsed into a kitchen chair. She dropped her head onto the table and tried not to fall back asleep.
"So I saw your painting you left on the easel." Emma said.
"Oh yeah, sorry 'bout that. I didn't mean to use your stuff. I just couldn't sleep." Alex murmured.
"No I think it's good!" Emma said. "Actually, Justin was just telling me that you're an artist."
Alex gave Justin a dirty look. "Well, I wouldn't really say I'm an artist." She admitted.
"Oh, well I have this friend who owns an art gallery. I'm sure he would love to see some of her work." Emma said slyly.
Alex's head shot up immediately. "He owns an art gallery?"
"Just here in Faireville. But he has correspondents with people in Tampa who could really set you up."Emma said, pouring her a mug of coffee.
Alex gasped. Her eyes widened and she just stared at Emma. This could be it! Her dreams of being a famous artist could finally come true!
"I'm so happy for you, Alex." Justin said sweetly.
"I have some more news." Emma burst out. "I was wondering what your plans are for the summer."
"Uh, I don't know." Justin said, glancing at Alex. "I was thinking we would talk to you then I would rent an apartment and get a job."
"Well, I have a better idea." Emma said, clasping her hands together. "I want you two to stay with me for the rest of the summer! There is so much I want to tell you about your father and I. And I want to get to know you!"
"That sounds great!"Justin said. "What do you think, Alex?"
"Cool with me!" She said, still in a happy fog from the art gallery news. "I think celebrations are in order."
She waved her wand and suddenly, Emma's little kitchen was replaced with a club. There was a disco ball hanging from the ceiling and loud music was pumping. It was dark and random strangers were dancing to the latest song on the radio. A strobe light was flashing and Alex cheered and started to move along to the beat.
"Alex! Turn it back now!" Justin shouted.
"No way!" She said, laughing. "This is so much fun!"
Emma looked a little freaked out but Alex let herself get carried away by the party atmosphere. A man came up to her and offered her hand to dance. She giggled and reached towards him. Suddenly, he was gone and she was back in Emma's kitchen. Emma still looked stunned and Justin was glaring.
"Alex, you need to stop being so reckless! Emma isn't used to magic!" He shouted.
"Excuse me for wanting to have some fun!" She shouted back.
"It's nine in the morning! It's too early for a club!" He said, totally exasperated.
"Guys! You don't have to argue about every little thing!" Emma said.
"I do when she's being ridiculous!" Justin snapped.
"You're just too uptight!" Alex shouted back.
"Okay that's it, why don't you to just go outside. Go take your anger out on each other on the beach. Just don't drown each other." Emma teased.
Alex pouted and stomped out the back door, deliberately slamming it in Justin's face. She kicked off her flip-flops and ran down the beach. Justin chased after her laughing.
"ALEX!" He cried.
She ran around and around until she collapsed onto the sand laughing. He sat next to her and she moved her fingers through the hot sand.
"It's really nice here." She whispered.
"Yeah it is." Justin said back.
They just stared out to the deep blue ocean breathing in the salty air and relaxing on the golden sand.
"Do you... do you still like me even though I'm not your brother?" Justin asked softly.
Alex propped herself up on her elbows. "Of course. Why do you ask that?"
"Well, it just seemed like you only tolerated me because you had to, but now that we're not actually brother and sister..." Justin trailed off.
Alex frowned, "Justin you know I don't do feelings and stuff very well. I like you, I just show it weirdly. And nothing has changed! I still feel like you're my dorky older brother." She said with an affectionate smile.
He gave her a small smile back. "But why did you start resenting me in the first place? We were so close as children."
"I don't know." She muttered. "I guess it was when you got your powers. I think I was jealous. It was just another thing for you to be amazing at."
He turned his face to look at her. They were both lying side by side on the beach, the fingers barely touching. She was ten and he was twelve when he got his powers. Most wizards first get their powers in their early teens, when they're going through puberty.
"That's why? I thought you hated me." Justin said, relieved.
"No, I don't hate you. I was just tired of you being better than me." She admitted.
"I'm not better then you." He said teasingly. "Just better looking."
"Oh, yeah right!" She cried, laughing. "And I did beat you at the Wizard Competition on the vacation."
"Alex, you only beat me because we aren't related." He said.
The smile slowly faded from her lips, "What?"
"It was your family's competition and since we aren't from the same family, there was no way I could win." He said.
She frowned and sat up straight. She said to him, "Are you saying you're a better wizard then I am?"
"Alex, come on." He said with a smile. "But you're a really great wizard, too. And since the competition is between you and Max, I know you'll win. Since I'm an only child, technically, I won't have to compete."
She glared at him and stood up. She walked off down the beach and crossed her arms. She could hear him stand up and come after her.
"Alex, what's wrong?" He asked. "Did I say something wrong?"
She took a deep breath and tried to control the sudden need to kick him where the sun doesn't shine.
"You always act like you're so much better than I am!" She said. "This is why we stopped hanging out!"
"Alex, I was just stating the obvious." He said, confused. "You won because you weren't competing with someone from your family. I never said anything about your magical abilities."
"Yeah, but you implied it!" She snapped.
"Alex – " Justin started to say, reaching towards her, but she just slapped his hand away.
She waved her wand and turned him into a frog.
"There!" She hissed. "You see? I am better then you!"
She ran from the little frog with misty green eyes and through the back door. Emma was flipping through a magazine and called after her, "Alex, are you hungry? I was just about to make lunch!"
But Alex just ignored her and slammed her bedroom door shut. She collapsed onto the white bed and willed herself not to cry. She always knew that she wasn't as good as Justin but for some reason it hurt more when he said it out loud. She must've fallen asleep because when she net opened her eyes, the light was different. She heard a quiet knock on the door and Emma slowly walked in.
"Hey, honey." She said soothingly. "Are you okay?"
"Not really." Alex muttered. "But, whatever. It doesn't matter."
"Okay, if you're sure." Emma said, her brow furrowing with worry. "And Beau from next door is over. He wants to know if you would be up for a tour of the town and some dinner."
"Beau?" Alex said, brightening up considerably. "Yeah, sure! I'll be right down!"
This could be just the thing to cheer her up. A little fun with a cute Southern boy was the perfect cure for fighting with your brother. She scrubbed off her smeared make up and applied some fresh make up. She slipped on a high-waisted navy blue skirt and a short-sleeved white peasant style top. She pulled on blank flats and impatiently brushed her dark curls. She then clipped the left side of her hair behind her ear with a glittery gold clip. She grabbed her purse and hurried down the stairs.
Beau was standing at the front door and smiled when he saw her. Justin was sitting on the couch staring determinedly at the TV and ignoring Beau. Emma came out of the kitchen to say good-bye.
"Hey Justin, you feeling okay?" Alex asked snarkily. "Because you're looking a little green."
He didn't even look at her. She pouted but tried to ignore the hurt feeling.
"Have fun you two!" Emma said cheerfully. "But be back by eleven!"
"Goodnight, Emma." Beau said politely.
Alex waved and he led her outside to the next house over. He held the door open for her and helped her into his old blue pickup truck. She smiled when he looked at her, but still couldn't stop thinking about her fight with Justin.
A/N thanks for reading! I really hope you guys review! Okay, school is starting again tomorrow and exams are coming up plus i have a mountain of assignments and ISUs and whatnot so forgive me if i take a little longer to update! Peace!