i got bored the other day so i decided to write more even though it's been forever...i still have no clue where i'm going with this so...review? *Shay:)*

Chapter 3 - Defiance

Alex strolled sleepily down the metal staircase into the living room. Her hair was in a messy bun with dark strands in all directions. Her face was comepletely make-up free and her neon-striped pajamas were as wrinkled as her Great-Grandma Nina's face.

"Well somebody clearly took advantage of the random Friday off from school, now didn't they?" Harper smirked at her friend. Alex grumbled to herself as she made her way to the freezer. Harper rolled her eyes and continued on her knitting. Clearly, Alex was still groggy from sleeping.

"What are you doing up so...early?" Alex mummbled in reply as she opened the freezer door.

Harper gave her a blank stare. "Are you serious, Alex? It's almost five PM! Have you been asleep the whole time?"

"Uh..yeah? Why wouldn't I?"

"Nevermind," she sighed. Alex shrugged as she dug through the freezer. "Aha!" she exclaimed, pulling out a container.

"What is that anyway?" Harper asked curiously.

"That would be-," Alex stated. She shoveled an ice cream scooper of the frozen green goop into the waffle cone in her hand. "-breakfast! Meheheh."

"What is that?" she demanded.

"Whip cream blended with ice and pickle juice, then frozen for a day." Alex smirked proudly. "Instant pickle ice cream!"

"Alex, are you serious?" Harper began, but she was too late. Alex was already licking the frozen goop. Harper gagged.

"Speaking of Alex," Jerry started, who was sitting on the opposite couch. Alex jumped, not realizing that he was there. "Don't you have plans tonight?"

"Huh?"

"Babysitting?" Harper reminded her.

"Oh! Right!" Alex replied. "Don't worry, I don't have to be there until five thirty, and it's-" she checked the clock, then whispered, "Five-oh-three."

"Alex, you do realize that if you're late all the time, she probably won't hire you as much, right?" Harper reminded her.

"I know, I know, um...aha!" Alex pulled her wand out of her ugg. "Because I apperently look like a mess, please make me properly dressed!"

"Is that even a spell?" Harper asked. Alex shrugged. Then, with a flash of light, Alex's pjs and messy bun instantly changed into a royal blue cartigan, dark skinny jeans, and her short dark hair in waves that framed her face. "Oh, well that answers that."

Alex studdied her outfit. "Hmpf. I actually didn't expect that to work. I just made it up off the top of my head." She shrugged and continued eating her ice cream.

"Alex, what did I say about using unnessecary uses of willy-nilly magic?" Jerry frowned.

"That doesn't ring a bell..." Alex began, giving him an innocent grin. He raised his eyebrow at her. She groaned. "I'm sorry I unneccessarily used willy-nilly magic." she stated, trying her best not to crack a smile. She couldn't help it; it was such a fun thing to say!

"I'll bet you are," he replied sarcastically. "I hope you know that you're not bringing your wand tonight."

Alex spit out the melted bite of ice cream into the sink. Now that caught her off guard. "Yes I am! I need my wand!"

"No, you don't. You can't keep cheating your way through life using magic! What happens if you lose the competition? You'll have no idea how to live without it."

"But Daddy, I am going to win! Did you not hear that motivational speech I gave last month about how I'm going to win so Mason and I can be together?"

"But both of your brothers have as much chance as you do at winning. So you're going to have to learn how to live without magic, just in case." Jerry folded his arms across his chest. "The answer, is no."

"But Dad-!" Alex put her hands on her hips.

"No but's young lady. Now, you better get a move on so you won't be late. Get going."

"You mean I have to walk there? Dad!"

"Alex," he stated.

"FINE!" she stomped her foot and slammed the door. She took off down the street.

"What in the world is he thinking? Of course I'm going to win!" Alex grumbled to herself as she stomped down the street. "I mean, wait. What would happen if I didn't win? That would be completely devistating! Mason and I would be forced to separate again. I'm still shook up from last time! I probably wouldn't have the will to go on..." she studied the address scribbled on the back of her hand. "-wait. Does that say Freedan Lane or Feed-man-tane? I really need to work on my penmanship-"

"You know Love, if you keep talking to yourself like that, people will start to think you're nuts," a musical voice called. She spun around, but saw no one. Maybe I am nuts, she thought.She shrugged and turned around, only to find Mason right in front of her. She jumped.

"Boo." he smiled.

Alex squeaked in surprise. "Oh, gosh!" she exclaimed, then smiled. "You scared me."

"Obviously," he smirked. "Where might you be heading to in such a bad mood?"

Alex sighed. "Babysitting..Dad won't let me use my magic because he thinks I need to learn to survive without it, just incase I don't win."

"But of course you're going to win!" he replied.

"I know! But apperently I need to get used to a normal life. What kind of sick joke is that?" she thought for a minute, until a devilish grin stretched across her face. "I have an idea." She closed heer eyes and concentraited. Within seconds, her wand appeared in her hand.

"Do you honestly think that's a good idea?" Mason asked her.

"Probably not, but it envolves a lot less walking. Gotta flash!" she smirked and kissed him on the cheek. With a flash of light, she was gone.

I dunno when Ch 4 will be posted...but it'll be soon hopefully!

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