Mr. O was amazing! He was really nice to me, and to the rest of the students. I guess he was being a little soft on me since I was new. Which I didn't mind.

"Mattie!" I heard Alfred whisper to me, I smiled at him. We were working on math problems, and Mr. O didn't mind if we talked, as long as it was about the subject. Or what Alfred told me anyhow.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Help me!" He whimpered with a pout. I smiled. We were doing multiplication, something that I was a little good at. I looked over at his paper, and dang, he was doing the problems wrong. No wonder he was having difficulties.

"You did it wrong... Here, let me show you." I said, writing on his paper. A kid next to us snickered. Wuan, I think. Alfred glared over at him.

"Why you laughing?" He asked. Wuan smirked at him.

"Oh, nothing much chico, just, you're an idiot." Wuan returned Alfred's glare. I stared at the two confused. From Alfred's eyes I could tell the two of them weren't friends. Like Ivan.

"What did you just say?" Alfred snipped. Wuan shrugged and sighed.

"Looks like the idiot is deaf too! Who knew!" Wuan gave a large smirk. I stared at Wuan, who caught my eye. His smirk vanished and looked at Alfred, then back to me.

"Matthew right?" Wuan asked, I nodded. "Didn't you say that the two of you were adoptive brothers? Or something like that?" Wuan asked, tilting his head a little. I nodded again. "Why do you two look like twins then?" Wuan asked. I blinked at him, staring at Alfred. Alfred did the same. Twins? We didn't look that much alike, did we?

"I... I didn't know we looked alike." I shrugged. Wuan stared harder.

"You aren't like this idiot, are you?" Wuan asked. I stared at him, a little bit, what's the word? Offense? Yeah? Wait that's French... Offense... Offense... Offended! I felt a little offended!

"N-Non! I mean! Alfred's not an idiot!" I stammered. Wuan raised an eyebrow at me.

"Of course he is!" Wuan argued. Alfred looked about ready to burst.

"Could you two stop bickering? You both are idiots..." I heard someone say behind me. It was Lovino.

"No one asked your opinion Lovino. Besides, you think everyone's an idiot." Wuan rolled his eyes.

"I know no one asked for my opinion, but if you keep up this racket, Mr. O is going to wonder what the hell's going on." Lovino spat, looking annoyed. Did, did he just say a forbidden word?

"I'm gonna tell Mr. O You said a bad word!" Wuan claimed. Now it was Lovino's turn to roll his eyes.

"Do whatever you want you bastardo. I don't really f'ing care." Lovino grimaced, "Just stop your stupid bickering, stupidi idioti..." Lovino muttered. Wuan and Alfred glared each other again, before returning to their work. I was going to continue on helping Alfred, but, then he said he didn't want it. I sighed, returning to my own work.

After math, we had a bit of language arts, or how they call it, and it was fun. We got to read books! And do some writing. After that was writing workshop! It was full of making story prompts, we could have worked in partners, but Alfred went to work with Feliciano, since they had already started a prompt from the week before, and I wanted to work with Natalya, but I was too scared to go near her. I was almost done with my story, when Mr. O said for us to put out materials away n ur desks, and get into a straight line at the door. I heard a few kids snickering and talking. Mr. O led us out the door and into the large halls. I saw the younger kids going out too. Then I remembered the time. Lunch. We were heading to lunch! I was a bit hungry. I wonder what type of food they served in America? In France we would have fruits, meat, and sometimes sweets! I've heard that American school Lunch is like French school lunches, except that the types of food made is different. Mr. O would sometimes look back at our class to make sure that none of the kids were whispering among each other. It was a pretty straight forward way to the lunch room, we just had to go down a few flights of stairs, then taking a left, and bam! Lunch. As we made it to the lunch room, that's when everyone else started to talk.

"You're lucky new kid!" I heard someone say behind me. I turned around, and it was the albino girl, Julchen. "You don't have to experience the terrible meat loaf or the disgusting tuna salad on your first day of school! I did!" Julchen whimpered. I didn't know what to do, so I just gave an awkward smile.

"Um? Sorry?" I said. Julchen looked at me, her whimpering gone and replaced with a smile.

"Wow! You're polite! Unlike Anneliese! She's polite to everyone else, but me. I think that's what makes us great friends!" Julchen chuckled. I blinked a few times before chuckling too.

"Merci! My big sisters taught me how to be nice to people, well, for those who deserve it!" I said. Julchen crossed her arms and nodded.

"Exactly! I like you New Kid!" Julchen said, a little loud. "You're gonna be my friend!" Julchen proposed. I smiled and nodded. My first friend! Well, other than Feliciano. We started to talk in the line, and I learned a few things from her. She had a younger sister, and she came from Germany. She didn't have a father, but she loved her mother.

"I've never met my Papa, and I don't think I ever want to! He left my Mama and me! Along with Monika! No way would I ever want to meet him!" Julchen said in a matter-of-fact voice. I gave a sad smile.

"Back in France it was just Papa, my sisters, and I. My Mama, she... She..." I paused. It wasn't a good memory. And it defiantly wasn't the best. "She's not here anymore." I said slowly, staring at nothing. Mama had died in a fire. It wasn't a good fire. No one knew how it started. I didn't want to. Mama was screaming. I heard her screaming. I saw her burning. When we had got home, the fire had started five minutes before, so Mama was stuck. Papa tried to block our views, but I saw Mama. I saw Mama. I saw Mama burning. I saw-

"Matthew!" Julchen yelped. I blinked slowly, realizing I was on the ground. When had I fallen? I started to get back up, when I noticed a teacher by my side. It wasn't Mr. O.

"Woah buddy, stay there for a second." The teacher said. I looked at him confused. I noticed some of the other kids were looking at me, a little scared. What had happened? "Are you okay?" The teacher asked.

"Oui..." I said. "Qu'est-il arrive? Que se passe-t-il?" I stammered. I hadn't realized I was speaking French.

"Emma, come here!" The teacher called for the French girl. Emma walked up slowly. "What did he say?" The teacher asked.

"He said 'What happened? What's going on?'..." Emma stammered, looking as if she didn't want to be standing there. I looked at everyone confused. The teacher then held my hand, helping me get up, a little too slowly for my liking though.

"I don't know what happened buddy, I just know that you fell, and Julchen here started to freak out." The teacher said. I got a good look at his face. He was wearing a mask. He also had a bit of facial hair.

"Who are you?" I asked, a little dizzy from standing up. The teacher sighed, and gave me a little smile.

"I'm Mr. Adnan. I teach the second graders." The teacher, Mr. Adnan, said. I looked at the ground.

"Where are we gong?" I asked.

"We're going to the nurses office. I wanna make sure nothing happened to your head when you fell. It looked like it hurt." Mr. Adnan said. The two left the lunch room, and Matthew could feel people staring at him. He saw Alfred out of the corner of his eye, he looked worried. I looked past the halls as I was led into the nurses office. It was like a doctor's office, but smaller. I saw a woman there, with blonde hair in small ponytails.

"Oh! Bonjour Sadik!" She smiled. I looked at her in surprise. She spoke French? She looked at me. "Who is this?" She asked.

"It's the new student, Matthew. He fell all of a sudden, almost like passing out, in the Lunch Room. I took him here to make sure he was alright." Mr. Adnan explained. The nurse smiled at me.

"Hi! I'm Madeline Williams, but you can just call me Maddy. I was never really a fan of being called "Ms"." Nurse Maddy smiled. I smiled back at her. "Okay sweetheart, just sit up there, and I'll do some normal nurse things. Okay?" I nodded, sitting up on the weird doctor bed thingy. I stared at her. She was kinda pretty. She also had two leafs in her hair.

"Are you from France?" I asked, tilting my head. Maddy looked at me a littel confused, before chuckling.

"Non. I come from Canada. Why? Are you from France?" She asked. I nodded. "Nice. I guess my little 'bonjour' made you think I was from France, huh?" She asked. I nodded. "That's cute. But, nope. I speak Canadian French. My parents moved here when I was eight, so I was already fluent in both languages." She sighed, looking annoyed. "You have no idea how many kids would call me French Fry." She gave a glance to Mr. Adnan. "This guy was one of them..." Maddy said, giving a friendly glare to Mr. Adnan, who only raised his hands in the air, like he was surrendering.

"Hey! That's not fair! Bringing up the past like that!" Mr. Adnan chuckled. They almost acted like Mama and Papa did.

"Are you two married?" I asked, innocence in my voice. The two adults looked at me shocked, before looking at each other, and laughing.

"Non! We are not together... After all, Sadik here already has a wife." Maddy said. Mr. Adnan nodded.

"Yep. Prettiest thing I've ever seen." Sadik chuckled, before grimacing. "Except for when she accidentally brings in stray cats and want to keep them." Maddy giggled, and so did I.

"Now, Mr. Adnan, if you could please exit so I can check up on Matthew please. I don't want any distractions." Maddy smiled at the masked teacher. Mr. Adnan nodded, and left the room. She turned to me and cracked her knuckles. "Alright. Let's begin." She did a few checks near my head, to make sure it wasn't bleeding, or anything like that, then she ehcked to make sure that I hadn't had a seizure, or anything like that. She stared at me, for a second, taking down notes. "Sweetheart, before you fell, or came here, what were you thinking about?" She asked. I thought for a moment.

"My Mama." I shrugged. She nodded, writing it down.

"Where is your mama?" Maddy asked. I pointed to the ceiling.

"Up there." I said. Maddy gave me a sad glance, before writing it down.

"When did she go up there?" Maddy asked.

"Five years ago." I answered, my voice becoming more monotone with each word. She nodded.

"Sweetheart, can... Can you tell me how?" I froze. Lucille never wanted me to talk about it. It was a secret. A big secret. I shook my head. I stared at Maddy, fear overcoming my thoughts. Can I even trust her? Kuma said not to trust Alfred... So maybe I can't trust her? Kuma has to be right? Right? I mean, Kuma's always right about everything.

"That's okay. Nothing to bad so far, just, be careful, okay? I'm sorry about you having to skip lunch, but here's some sweets you can have." Maddy winked at me. "Don't tell anyone else, oui?" Maddy smirked at me. I smiled at her largely.

"Oui!" I said, taking a few lollipops and tootsie rolls. I walked out of the office, and she led me outside, where a few kids were playing on a large playset. Julchen and Alfred were the first two to run towards me.

"Mattie! Are you okay?" Alfred asked, freaking out.

"Matthew! Was it my fault? Was my awesome aura too much?" Julchen asked, freaking out too. I smiled at the two, even though I didn't feel happy, and shook my head. The two calmed down, and smiled.

"Hey Mattie! We're playing hide and seek! Wanna play?" Julchen asked, pointing back to a few of the other kids in my class. I nodded, running with Alfred and Julchen to the other children. Feliciano waved at me.

"Ciao Matthew!" Feliciano greeted. I waved back.

"So who's counting?" Emma asked, looking around the group of children. Alfred immediately put one of his fingers up to his nose.

"Not it!" He yelped. One after another, the other kids started to do it. All except for me. I knew the whole "not it" thing, I just never knew these kids could do it so fast.

"You're it Matthew!" Julchen said, before running off.

"Make sure you count to twenty!" Anneliese said, smiling, and running off. I nodded, and closed my eyes. I decided to count in French, since it was a little easier to remember then the English numbers. After hitting Vingt, or Twenty, I started to run across the playground. Looking for any signs of anyone in my grade. There were kids in all grades, some were looking at me curiously, as if they wanted to ask me something, but they never did. I was in the zone, when I spotted a purple flower with brown hair hiding behind a tree. I smirked, and ran over.

"Found you!" I said happily, pointing at Anneliese. She grimaced, before making her way out of the tree, her purple dress trailing after her. I smiled at her, before running off to find the other kids. I found Feli and Lovi hiding in a large group of younger kids who had agreed to help hide them. I left them, hearing Lovi calling Feli dumb. I found Ludwig behind this small shed that was near the playground. Julchen was hiding in a tree, I was a little surprised I had actually found her. It was a really good spot. Emma was hiding in a small tube that was part of a zip line. Now all that was left was Wuan and Alfred. I searched all around the playground, I even looked off of the playground, but I couldn't find them at all. I continued to search, the other kids I found also helped, but Wuan and Alfred couldn't be seen at all. I was growing a little worried. It was only a game of hide and seek? Nothing bad was happening! Why was I getting worried? I bite my lip. That's when I heard it. I heard a voice. No... Two voices.

"Get out of here!" It was Alfred's voice. I looked around, trying to locate it. The other kids heard it too.

"Vete, muchacho estupido!" Wuan's voice. That's when I saw them. They were hiding on the side of the school's walls, well, not on them, but close to them. I let out a sigh of relief, and rushed over to them, ready to scare them.

"You're not supposed to go back there..." I stopped in my place to look at Natalya, her eyes emotionless. I stared at her confused.

"Why not? Al and Wuan are over there?" I pointed out. She shook her head.

"The bad spirits are over there. Children who died because of stupid adults." Natalya said. I looked at her in fear.

"Bad... Spirits?" I asked. She nodded. "Are Al and Wuan in trouble?" I asked, panicking. She nodded.

"There's nothing you can do for them. One of the spirits have already claimed them. A little girl who thinks they're cute. She wants them to play with her." Natalya said. I was terrified.

"Stop scaring him you creep!" Julchen said, coming up to us. Natalya looked at the girl with disgust. "Don't listen to her Matthew! She's a weirdo! I bet you she's saying that there are "bad spirits" over there! She's lying! She's just trying to scare you!" Julchen said, turning to me. I looked at the two of them, in confusion. Who to believe? Should I believe any of them? I mean, Julchen was my friend! But I also wanted to be friends with Natalya! I backed up from the two, before running over to Wuan and Alfred.

"Found you two!" I yelled, running towards the two boys, trying to win the game. Wuan was the first to turn to me.

"Dang it! You stupid idiot! We wouldn't have been found if it wasn't for you!" Wuan yelled at Alfred. Al was angry.

"My fault? Why did you even decide to hide with me!" Alfred yelled. Something bad was going to happen, I could feel it. I got in between them.

"C-Calm down!" I said, worry started to pour into me. A lot of worry. Alfred seemed to be calming down, but not Wuan.

"Get out of my way!" He yelled, pushing me to the ground. I sat on the ground, for a moment, before realizing it wasn't grass. It was concrete. I opened my eyes to see Papa had pushed me back into the street. Non... Non... Not again! Not again! The house was on fire. I saw Mama. I saw her thru the window, she was screaming and looking at us. Papa called the firefighters and police. I sat there in panic, clutching onto the polar bear that Mama had just given me. Luci and Michy were panicking too. They were screaming and crying. Papa was crying too. He turned his back on Mama, trying to grab onto Luci, Michy and I. Trying to shield our eyes. It didn't work on me. I could still see her. Mama was screaming. She was burning. The house was on fire. Then it stopped. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. I couldn't breathe. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. I can't breathe! I can't-! I can't-!

"Mattie! Mattie!" I could hear screaming. Who was...? "Mattie wake up! Please! Mattie!" Was it...? Alfred...? Who was Alfred? Oh, yeah. He was my new brother.

"Matthew!" This time it was a female voice. Julchen. One of the first friends I made. "Go away Wuan! You did this to him! Go away!" Wuan? Oh, the boy being mean to Alfred.

"Move! Give him space!" I heard Mr. Adnan. What was going on? I slowly opened my eyes. Why had they been closed? I could feel my cheeks were wet. Had I been crying? Why was a crying? People were gathering next to me. I could see Wuan behind Mr. Adnan, guilt layered on his face. He was panicking.

"Matthew? Are you alright?" Mr. Adnan asked. I shrugged.

"Je... Je ne sais pas..." I said slowly, before jumping up. The force made my head dizzy. "Ou est maman? Le feu! Le feu! Oh mon Dieu! Le feu!" I started screaming, clutching my head, tears falling from my face. "Faites que le feu s'arrete!" I wanted it to stop! Everything was on fire. I could slowly feel myself falling backwards, into the flames. I don't want to fall. I don't want to fall! Make it stop! Make it stop!

"He's... oh gosh..." I heard a girl say. Emma. The other French speaker. "He's saying something about his mama! And... and fire..." Emma said the last word quietly. I stopped falling. Someone was behind me, picking me up. I felt tears mixing with my own.

"Mattie...! Please... you're scaring me..." Alfred cried, holding onto me. I blinked a few times, the flames were gone. All that was before me was my classmates panicking, and Mr. Adnan looking worried. I looked up to see Alfred holding onto me. He was crying. Did I make him cry? I held my hand up to his face, suddenly feeling really tired.

"S-Sorry, for making you cry..." I gave a weak smile, I hadn't even realized I was speaking English. Luckily I was. Alfred gave a slight smile.

"Don't say sorry!" He chuckled. I smiled at him, before my eyes began to take control and close... I fell asleep.

I woke up in Maddy's office. I tried to get up, when I felt a hand put my chest down.

"Is he alright?" Papa? Was Papa here? I looked to my left and there was Papa, his arms crossed. Maddy's hand was on my chest.

"Oui. I believe so. I just, you should take him for a checkup. He might have it." Maddy said, looking at my Papa. I smiled at Papa.

"Bonjour Papa!" I said, before stopping. My voice... It was quiet. Like it was before meeting Alfred and Dad. Papa looked over at me, giving me a soft smile.

"Bonjour Matthew... How are you doing?" He asked.

"Tired... Papa? What happened?" I asked. Why was I in Maddy's office, wasn't I just here? Before going out? I... I don't remember what happened after that. Papa looked at me, his eyes solemn.

"I'm not sure." Papa sighed, turning back to Maddy. "Are you sure he has it? I mean, I understand how..." Papa asked. Maddy nodded.

"I'm sure of it... But have him visit a doctor. That way you can know for sure. With what you told me, from your past, it makes sense." Maddy said. Papa looked back at me. I smiled at him.

"Come on Matthew, let's go home." He said. I looked at him confused.

"But what about school?" I asked. Was it over? But! It was just lunch!

"You don't have to worry about that, Alfred it bringing home your work. He's a good brother." Papa said. I nodded, and took his hand. Maddy let go of my chest, and I was allowed off the bed/bench thingy. I jumped off, and looked at my Papa happily. He tried to smile back. We walked past my classroom, since it was near Maddy's room. I looked inside, and saw Natalya staring at me. Directly. It was as if she was waiting for me to walk past. I gave her a smile. She didn't return it. She just kept looking into my eyes, following them. I gave a wave. And soon, Papa and I were on our way home. I was a little sad that I didn't complete the day, but that was okay. I get to tell Kuma what happened! And, what I can't remember! Maybe he can provide some information! No matter where I am, Kuma knows exactly what's going on! He's magic. I look out the window, happy. Maybe, Kuma wasn't the only person who can give me information! Maybe I'll ask Alfred! I bet he wouldn't mind!

Can any of you guess what Matthew has? And why he would need to go to a doctor to have it checked? By the way, I'm not fluent in Spanish or French, I've been using Google Translate. So my apologies if any of the words are in correct. If you fluent in any of these languages that I write, please, correct me. I truly don't mind it. I hope you enjoyed the ride so far! Since now... The interesting bits are coming into play. See you later, loves~

- CalinaCrafter