It must've been the first week here that I overheard the conversation of 'ice cream'. The short black haired male, and the the French accented girl were talking about what they would get at the new ice cream shop that was opening down town. That's when I asked:

"What's an ice cream?"

The entire house seemed to have gone quiet. Amera looked at me like I was joking for a moment while Jason looked at me with wide eyes.

"Mom!" Jason yelled, rushing past me to the stairs.
"Yes Jasp-Jason?"

"Does MJ have any allergies?"

"Not that I'm aware of why?"

"I'm taking her for ice cream like now."
"It's a school night!"
"She's never had any!"

"The store is closed It's midnight! Bed all of you before I come down there!"

"Ugh." the purple eyed male groaned.

"Okay, this weekend kid, we're going to the ice cream place, deal?"

"Deal." I said a little nervous.

The weekend could not have come any slower, the asiments that the workbooks had were a pain in the butt too. Reading is getting a little harder, and I'm really, really bad at writting, and math. 

I couldn't sleep Friday night, I just looked up at the bed on top of mine, thinking about Ice cream. Jasper had explained what the stuff was when I had asked him, sense Jason, and Amera were in shock that I had never had it, or heard of it.

Cold milk, in different flavors, with sprinkles, and chocolate. He said that some places would allow you to have a sample even! What a sample is, is sort of beyond my little head of understanding, but it sounds awesome. Jasper had also explained after his red eyes looked back at the screen that the ice cream has waffle cones! Chester always makes them in the morning, and makes sure that Marco, and I have quite a bit before he goes to school, or work.  

When the morning rolled around, I jumped out of bed pulling my shoes out from under the bed, and slipping them on. I had already put on a 'Hello Kitty' shirt that Chester got me, and a red, and yellow, plaid skirt with some black leggings that Avril got me.

The older kids seem to get me clothes some times whenever they think that I need more, but I think that the five pairs I have already are enough! How many clothes can someone have?! 

I jumped out of bed, running down the stairs, not caring to be quiet, when my head started to hurt. I felt dizzy by the time I was at the bottom of the stairs. I felt light, that I would come off the ground in a moments notice. I cracked my neck, and everything felt more intense, I could hear a bug on the kitchen counter, the soft breeze outside, smell last nights spaghetti. I could see the dust particles in the air, even though it was cloudy.

It was scary, I didn't like it. I took deep breaths, I wanted to go get Ginger, maybe Chester. I ran into the living room, pulling a blanket over my throbbing head. even when I tried to take deep breaths, like with my nightmares it I could taste the air, the cold, candy, makeup, air.

"Hey, hey take it easy." A soothing voice said.

"W-Who's there?" I whispered

"Take the blanket off of your head, I'm a friend." 

I did, there in front  of me was a teenager, he was tall, handsome, dark brown hair, that went over his eyes, and down under his ears, dark eyes that looked like chocolate. He wasn't big, he was really scrawny, his face sort of pointed, he had big white wings too.

"Hi." He said gently kneeling down, though he was whispering it sounded like he was yelling.

"H-Hi." I said quietly.

"It hurts doesn't it?"

I nodded.

"I'm going to help you control that okay?" 

I nodded again,

The boy gave me a soft smile, and brushed my hair away from my ear.

"You can call me Alex okay?"

"Okay Alex." I said, moving the blanket tighter around me.

"MJ who are you talking to?" I heard a male voice say from the stairway, I turned, and saw Marco.

"Alex." I said looking at my older brother. 

He gave me a confused look for a moment, before saying.

"There's no there." 

"Yeah huh!" I said, turning back to see Alex still there, sort of smirking.

"He's right here!" I said pointing to my friend.

"MJ there's no on there you crazy kid."

"Stop being mean to Alex!" I said standing up on the couch, I hadn't noticed till now but the air around me felt lighter.

"I'm not being mean to someone that isn't there!" He said walking towards me, pushing me down, on the couch. Alex had moved out of the way, crossing his arms, he looked sort of mad at the brown haired boy.

"Hey!" I said to Marco, getting back up, he had taken the remote, turning on the television. 

"Beat it twerp!" Vicky screamed at Timmy on the television.

"What she said." Marco said looking at me.

"What's your problem you big meanie!"
"You're my problem crazy! There's no Alex, you're so annoying, just shut up!"

Annoying.

The word hung in the air, for a while. I could feel the tension in the room, before another voice said.

"MJ shut up!" Elosie said from the doorway.

"Leave Marco alone, and go back upstairs, or outside or something." 

"I didn't do anything thing though!" I protested.

"MJ don't talk back!" Eloise shot back, picking me up from the couch, and walking with me to the kitchen, she then set me by the kitchen door.

"Just go outside or something okay?"
"Maybe don't come back."  I heard Marco mumble, then the intense loud hearing stopped. It seemed to be back to normal. I looked up at Alex, who had followed us in looking at me sadly.

"Fine!" I shot back, walking out the door.

"MJ your coat!" I heard Alex yell after me. 

I walked in the meadow by our house, maybe I'd go to the woods today. I don't know how long it will be before Amera, and Jason are up.

Suddenly there was a 'Flap' and Alex was beside me, my red jacket in hand.

"Here hold on." he said,

I stopped, as he placed the jacket on me.

"Thanks." I muttered.

"Don't be too mad at them Mary Jessica." Alex sighed.

"Marco is upset, and Eloise doesn't want him to be upset. She feels his pain."

"Why is Marco upset?" I asked
"He can not go get ice cream with you, and your siblings."
"Why?" I asked furrowing my brows.
"He is very ill Mary Jessica, the slightest thing could kill him, a risk for even the most simplest of pleasures are to big to take."
"Why is Marco sick?"
"He was very physically weak when he was born, then was slowly more, and more prone to deadly things on this earth. Even a cold could kill your brother."
I hadn't even realised my eyes filling up with tears. Marco Die?
"Can you make him better?" I asked, looking up at the older male.
The teen sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, looking down at me.
"Yes, but it will have to be through you."
"What do you mean?"
He . thought for a moment.
"I guess you can say I have magic, but it's very week. I need you when I'm strong enough to place your left hand on his head. Then when you know when to pull away, pull away."
"How will I know?" I asked tilting my head, as we stopped walking in the field.
"You'll know when the time comes."
I nodded, we continued walking. Alex telling me about how to control the 'intensity of my senses'. He said that he would be the one to control them, and they would be there when I needed them.
He also told me about the small bugs flying by us, little facts about them, even about a small mouse that went by my foot, and the crows that went above our heads.

We walked, into the woods, a good few minutes when he told me too stop. I did.
The forest was beautiful, all the trees with the different colored leaves, the coolness, and the frost on the trees. 
However I smelled fire, it wasn't big it was small, the faint sound of words I had never heard before sounded in my ear. Suddenly I saw flashes of people around me. the air became colder, the world growing dimmer, someone was cutting me, I was crying. 

"Stop! Please!" I whimpered, I couldn't move, it felt like I was tied down.
"Mary!" I heard Alex faintly.
"Marry come one we must leave now!"
I couldn't though, I couldn't move, it felt like I was being physically held down by something, and also held down by fear.
Then the world went black.

I opened my eyes again to find I was in my bedroom, my shoes were off. Had that all been a dream? I got up heading to the bathroom, praying I didn't wet myself. I looked in the mirror, seeing leaves in my hair. 
It had not been a dream.

"Alex?" I looked around the room, where was he? The last thing I remember was people chanting, and the smell of fire.
No one was in the room with me, so I sighed, going back to my room, there Alex was sleeping on my bed, his face sweaty, and pale, I could see through him like a ghost.
"Alex?" I whispered loudly, crawling back onto the bed, shaking him.

I try shaking him awake, but my hand goes through him. I let put a breath, my heart starting to thump.

"He's a ghost." I think to myself remembering only just a few nights ago that I learned what a ghost was. I felt my sweat turn cold, and I began to walk out of the room, slowly. I got out the door, and ran down the stairs, Eloise, Marco, Amera, Ginger, Clyde, and Jasper all sitting downstairs watching Disney Channel.

"Mom!" I said rushing to the young woman arms, shaking.

"Mary." She said shocked "What is it? What's wrong?"

I tried catching my breath, my heart thumping in my ears.

"Alex." I whispered, "He's a ghost."

"Who?"

"Alex." I said looking into the older womans brown eyes.

"He's tall, with dark hair, light skin, dark eyes! I saw him this morning, and-and he's asleep in my bed, and-and when I tried to wake him up, I could see through him! My hand went right through him Mama!'

The room was quiet, the sound of a cereal commercial only filling the room.

"I've got to go to work." Clyde said getting up, "M.J. no more ghost stories okay?" He said looking at me before going out the door.

I gave him a small nod, unsure of what he meant by that. He closed the door, then left.

Mama looked at me, like she was understanding something I didn't.

I looked around the room, Eloise looked nervous, she just went into the kitchen not saying anything. Marco looked sort of pleased with himself, and the other two just sat there watching tv.

Amera sighed,

"Come on M.J." She said "Let's go get some ice cream before the store closes."

She gets up from the couch, grabbing her purse that had been beside her feet, Jasper gets up as well, picking me up as he walks by. For some odd reason they enjoy picking me up like I'm a baby.

The ice cream store is a really short drives, which kinda makes me sad sense I love car rides.

It's a small shop, there's not a big line, which means we can get our ice cream supper fast. Once we get up there, I notice a fimilair black haired man. Clyde. He works here? I notice his normally happy blue eyes are now filled with sadness.

"Hi M.J." He gives me a soft smile.

"Hi Clyde." I say with a smile, I don't want to ask him what's wrong here but I will later once we get home.

"Want some samples?" He asks me.

I nod, hoping it will make him feel better.

"Okay do you want me to pick it out or do you want to?"

"Can you?" Asking once again maybe it would make him feel better.

He gives me a smile, then picks out three flavors (sense that's the amount of samples that can be given):

Vanilla, chocolate chip, and chocolate.

I like the chocolate chip one the best, so I got a little cone of that.

Amera got mint chocolate chip, and Jasper got rocky road.

We had to go outside to eat sense it was full inside, there was a park so I got to go eat on the swings with my older siblings. I didn't know ice cream melted so fast, it was all over my face, and hands once I got done. The girl with dark dreads kept laughing about how much of a mess I was making.

Suddenly I noticed something, I looked up and there was a man under the nearby gazebo, watching me.

I got a chill down my back, an my blood ran cold. He looked so familiar but where have I seen him before?

"Kill him."

"NO! MARY!"
"DANIEL!"

"M.J.?"

"PLEASE TAKE ME INSTEAD!"

"M.J.!"

I gasped, looking up as someone was grabbing my shoulders. Breathing hard, I looked around, the man was gone.

"Are you okay kiddo?" The white haired male said, removing his hands from my shoulders.

"Y-Yeah." I stuttered out, he looked like he didn't believe me.