Fierce

Meeting Mr. Black

Onasia and Femi were still bickering amongst the two of them after what they did. I was mad but we all knew if mom found out, she would snap. She would bind their powers indefinitely and wipe Frankie's memory of what he saw.

Frankie was a good guy. We went to school together and he was one of my best friends. He knew we were different but had no idea how different , until this mistake caught on film.

They no longer burned witches at the stake, but if it were to ever get out that we had real magic, we could only guess at the rest.

I had decided it would be best to catch him at home. I knew he would be going over his finds. I always had a little crush ony friend, but because of my magic, I never acted on it.

Frank lived in a brownstone down the road from our store and home. It was a nice place, outside the building was a chocolate brown stucco with ivy creeping up the west side of the building.

His parents lived on the other side of the street in a split level ranch style house. The Black's had been in this neighborhood just about as long as we have.

Normally I would jog past, but today I jogged up to the door and knocked.

"Come on in, the door is open! " shouted Frankie from his office.

"Its me, Star Stone. ," I said as I walked inside. I was in the living room, when I looked up and saw a woman dressed in white stood there.

The clothing she wore was very old. She wore her long raven hair up and twisted into a bun. She floated slightly off the ground.

"Alile? How did you escape?" asked the spirit.

" No ma'am. My name is Star. Sorry to confuse you. " I told her. The spirit shook her head and faded into the air.

Frankie walked into his bedroom to find Star sitting down on the edge of the bed. He sighed, realizing she might never feel the same.

"shoot your shot boy." a voice whispered to Frankie.

They both looked around for the voice. Frankie didn't see anything but Star noticed a man dressed in Victorian clothes. He was tall and mahogany brown. His hair was pulled back into a long ponytail.

Frankie looked at his friend, because she took a deep breath before she looked at him.

" Frankie did you see anything weird today?" asked Star tucking a braid behind her ear.

" Funny you ask, Star. I was hoping to see you today. my drone brought me some footage that I think you should keep. I would never exposed you like that. I put it on a flash drive. " said Frankie as he stood up to go get the drive.

Star looked past Frankie at the man standing behind her friend. He looked back at Star and tipped his hat to her.

"Can you see and hear me, young lady? " asked the man.

Star nodded. "I can see and hear you sir. who are you?" she asked trying to keep her voice low.

" I am Francis White. I am Frankie's great great great uncle. this house was mine a lifetime ago. The woman you saw earlier was my wife, Amelia. You are the spitting mage of a maid we had. she was snatched and never heard from again. How is it that you can see and hear me?" asked the man.

"You see me, because Mr. White, I am a witch. I can see, hear and talk to the dead. "

"Frankie knows I'm a witch but he doesn't know all of my abilities." she explained.

Mr. white looked at Star and back where his great nephew went. He was debating on telling her about his great nephews feelings for her

Outside in the back of her family's store, her sisters, Onasia and Femi were making a new item for the store. They often made products and took them to their mom for approval.

"What are we making this time? You know mom is picky about what we make for the customers, " said Femi.

She pulled her locs back in to a ponytail as she watched her sister pull out ingredients.