The Life of a Genie - By Judith Tyler

Chapter 7: Not Exactly The Housewife Type

As the door slammed, I felt bad for Harvey. He had made a huge mistake.

The first place I raided was obviously the fridge. He couldn't simply leave me in a house for this long and expect any pickles to be left.

"Elyse, what did YOU do yesterday when we were gone?"

"Oh well I flew around the apartments a little bit. No one saw me though. I did knock on a few doors though. It was funny to see their reactions." Elyse giggled in a way that could only come from a fairy. It sounded like a little bell. I wonder if that is why that one fairy is called Tinker Bell! Mind: Blown!

"Excellent idea." I said to her, walking into Harvey's room. I went through the closet until I found a plain blue t-shirt and sweatpants. He had warned me not to wear them to school (A/N: Even though that seems to be the new trend) but he wouldn't have a problem with me wearing them around the apartments. Not if he didn't find out.

I attempted to tie my hair up in a ponytail and slipped some flip flops on. Elyse was waiting patiently for me when I got back out.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Ready!" She smiled, flying up to my shoulder.

It made me feel like a pirate when Elyse did that. When I had become a fairy, that was the first thing she did. I found it creepy at first, but it's grown on me.

Opening the door silently, we decided to go up a floor so it would be less obvious it was us, from Harvey's apartment. Their was a number on the door, but I couldn't remember it. I hid behind a plant a few doors down while Elyse quickly knocked her little fist on the door.

Then she flew over to me and we both ducked down a little further. A middle-aged blond woman with a frown plastered on her face opened the door and looked around. She actually walked out of her apartment and walked further away from us to go up the steps and investigate. While her back was turned, we ran as fast as we could in the other direction. Well I ran, Elyse got a free ride.

After we turned a corner, I leaned against a wall panting. Elyse flew around and chattered about how angry the lady looked. It was extremely entertaining to watch her imitate the face the woman made.

"Okay, who's next?" I asked, looking around wildly. That one was so close it made the adrenaline stupidly take over my brain.

"Um, well they're all kind of the same. Just pick a random one." Elyse answered, shrugging her shoulders.

"That one!" I said pointing to the room across from the wall we were leaning on. I did the same as before, hiding behind the plant and waiting for Elyse to knock. She did, but this time the door swung open right away.

"Oh crap!" She screamed, fluttering away. But it was too late. Whoever was in there must have already saw her.

"Elyse?" A voice called, but I knew who it was right away.

"Morgan!" Elyse beat me to it. She flew into the room and gave him a big hug. Well, as big a hug as she could give him.

"What are you doing home?" I asked him, but that was kind of stupid since he was obviously sick. His white hair was ruffled up like he had been sleeping, his eyes had bags and his nose was red.

"I called in sick." He said, wiggling out of Elyse's grasp, "Sorry love, I don't want it to spread to you or Judy."

I smiled at him, "Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yes, I was just going out to get my mail." He responded, heading down the hall. Before he got very fall, he looked to be staggering and he fell back on me. I tried drastically to hold him up.