6. Sleeping in- Wizards Of Waverly Place (Alex & Stevie)

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by Ameliashepherdwife

by Ameliashepherdwife

Alex Russo lay sprawled across her bed, her textbooks abandoned. The sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on her room. It was a lazy Saturday morning, and she had no intention of getting up anytime soon.

Stevie Nichols, her fellow wizard and partner-in-mischief, tiptoed into the room. Her pixie-cut hair was tousled, and her hazel eyes sparkled with mischief. "Alex, wake up! We've got magical adventures to plan."

Alex groaned. "Stevie, it's the weekend. Can't we just sleep in?"

Stevie plopped down on the bed, her legs dangling off the edge. "Sleeping in is for muggles. Wizards seize the day!"

Alex smirked. "Fine, but only if you promise not to turn my alarm clock into a frog."

Stevie held up her hands. "Deal. But you owe me a smoothie from the Waverly Sub Station."

They lay side by side, staring at the ceiling. The room hummed with magic—the kind that bound them together. Alex traced imaginary patterns on the air. "You know, Stevie, I'm glad we're friends."

Stevie turned to her, her expression softening. "Me too, Alex. We're like the misfit duo of the wizarding world."

Alex chuckled. "Yeah, but we make it work."

As the morning sun danced across their faces, they whispered secrets—about spells gone wrong, crushes on cute mortal boys, and dreams of conquering the magical realm. Stevie's laughter was like a melody, and Alex felt something shift inside her—a deeper connection.

"Stevie," Alex said, "do you ever wonder if there's more to our magic? Something beyond spells and potions?"

Stevie's eyes held a hint of mystery. "Maybe. Maybe it's in the way we look out for each other. The way we understand each other's chaos."

And then, without warning, Stevie leaned in. Her lips brushed Alex's, soft and tentative. It was a kiss that tasted like magic—a promise of more to come.