(A/N: I am so terribly sorry for delaying the chapters…I have a bad case of Writer's Block! But since it's the Winter Vacation, I guess the Writer's Block got cured…so thank the Winter Vacation! :D)

Chapter Eight: Wrong Places

Alex stared at Alice for a moment while she's bouncing up and down.

"Are you always this hyper?" She asked. "Wait for it…yes you are."

Alice nodded frantically as she grinned. "That's what everybody says." She shrugged.

"Wait a second…where's Max?" Alex asked. "Not that I care…" She whispered to herself.

Alice giggled, and then sighed. "He's in the Jeep with Emmett."

Scene changes to Max and Emmett 'dancing' to the blasting music. Max does the Robot while Emmett…let's just say he's doing some kind of dance we have no idea of.

"Oh."

Meanwhile…

"Alex and Max needs our help, so transport us to the vampires' before they even yelp!" Justin chanted and he waved his wand. Nothing happened.

"Alex was right…you're bad at these spells." Jerry muttered.

Justin froze. "I heard that, Dad."

"Well—really—whatever—just say what I say." Jerry stammered. "Transporter, take us to the nearest monster!" He said quickly in one breath.

Justin repeated the spell and a bright light shone. When the light faded, the two appeared at a graveyard.

"The vampires live here?" Jerry asked.

"And how should I know?" Justin asked back.

Suddenly a rumbling echoed throughout the cemetery. The two wizards jumped when they saw a shadow envelop them…

Let's go to Emmett and Max and see how they're doing…

"Dude, what are you doing?" Max asked.

"I'm doing the Jumper. I invented it myself." Emmett replied with a proud smile.

"And why is it called—" Before he can finish his sentence, Emmett jumped high in his seat.

"Ohhh…" Soon, Max started dancing 'The Jumper' along with Emmett, jumping around now and then.

"Whoop, whoop!" Emmett yelled suddenly as he held his arms high into the air.

"And what kind of dance is that?"

"The Whoop, Whoop! You like it?"

Max paused for a second. "Dude, you have awesome moves!" And they both switched dances to 'The Whoop, Whoop'.

"Whoop, whoop!" Max shouted, laughing.

All of a sudden, police sirens rang through their ears. The two dancers stopped and listened closely. The sirens are coming closer.

"Oh, dammit!" Emmett yelled, putting the Jeep on reverse. He stomped on the pedal. Literally. The car lurched forward as their speed passed the 120 mark.

"Dude, they're chasing us!" Max yelled.

"Well, let's show them how fast this baby can go!" Emmett pressed on the gas pedal and their speed passed the 200 mark.

"You're speeding." Max stated.

"So?"

Max shrugged and turned up the music.

"Kid, wouldn't we get a higher fine?" Emmett asked.

"So?"

Emmett hesitated and grinned widely. "I like you kid."