Flames will be ignored.

The enchantress laughed maniacally, relishing in her victory. The spell had worked successfully, and she would never see any of those pesky immortals ever again. No way they would all give up that world to gain their troubles here.

I stared out the window to the beautiful world outside of my English class, which was in the middle of a final exam. It was the teacher's final, not the state one, and so it was very strange. Our goal was to talk about our lives while secretly answering five questions:

1) How/why did you get your name?

2) What is your dream job?

3) What's your favorite color?

4) Why is it your favorite?

5) What makes you unique?

I smiled and started writing my essay.

My family consists of six people, which is too many in my personal opinion. When my parent married, they decided to name all of their sons with names that started with a J and all of their daughters with names that started with an S. So our dad Jonathan had the same initials as my brothers Jacob and Jamie, and our mom Sharon had to same as her daughters Sariah (me) and Sophie. All of the people that she works with says that it's a cute idea, but all of us don't really like it. But I guess that we could have initials that are worse than the ones that we have.

My dad is an archaeologist, and he travels all around the world looking at different cultures and their history. Each time that he goes somewhere, he always brings us presents that fit into that culture to teach us. For me and my brother he always brings back something identical that we both can enjoy. For our brother he finds the weirdest story from that culture and tells it to him with an artifact to remind him of it. And for our sister he finds a stuffed animal made by one of the locals.

The reason that he gets matching things for my brother and I, is that when we were kids someone gave us these really cool wooden tokens with Celtic knots carved into them. When they're in the moonlight they shine with different colors. Mine shines pink, red, purple and sometimes even green. I guess that's why I love those colors! Jacob's shines multiple shades of blue and white.

One of these days our dad is going to take the two of us to one of his dig sites. It'll be so cool to see different cultures and see the world in a whole new light. And who knows, maybe one day I'll get to be like him.

Just as I finished writing my essay a TA from the office came in and looked me in the eye. I stood up and handed in my assignment while quietly explaining why I had to leave. But the second that I left the room I turned to her, "What did Jake freeze this time?"

She sighed, "So not only first did he turn the gym into a ice rink, but then he decided to make sure that your parents couldn't physically see him. So when the principal was scolding him, he froze the door shut. Now no one can get in or out, and your parents are really mad."

I shuddered, Mom and Dad were probably already mad at Jake before he froze the door shut. Now they were most likely livid. I went to the office and saw my parents pacing around. I put my stuff on a chair near them and went up to the door covered in ice. It took a couple minutes to sufficiently melt it, but when I did the principal opened the door, pushing Jake ahead of him. I punched Jake and started scolding him myself, "Seriously Jake? I was in the middle of my final! You are so lucky that I finished early."

The principal cleared his throat, "I assume that the Teacher Aide told you about the boys' gymnasium? I would appreciate if you could fix the problem."

I nodded and left the scolding to our parents while I went to the gym. There was a solid two inches of ice on the ground. Not to mention the fact that there was ice on the freaking walls. I was really impressed this time, he'd never done this much before. It took the rest of the class period to melt it, and there would be water damage left behind. I sighed in exhaustion, Thanks so much Jake.

When I got back to the office, Mom had all of our finals that hadn't been finished. We were going to do them at home to avoid any more damage on the school. Once Jake and I had our stuff, we went straight home, even though it hadn't even reached lunchtime yet. Jake was told to go do his finals in his room, because being alone really bothered him. I worked on mine in the kitchen while Mom went back to work. Dad was working on a book across the table when we heard a snap from upstairs.

We both looked at each other and rushed upstairs. Jake had frozen the door shut and I knew what he was doing. I ran down the door and beat Jake to our tree house. He climbed up with his homework and looked at me with his pity eyes. I merely shook my head no and pointed back at the house with the sternest face I could make. He sighed and climbed down, and went into the living room.

Dad and I returned to our previous locations, and Dad would randomly go in to check on Jake. Once I finished my finals I looked at Dad, "We both know that he's been suspended so many times that he probably has no idea how to do his finals."

He sighed, "Fine, but don't let your mother see you helping him."

Jake cheered up when I came in. But I scolded him still, "You wouldn't be in this position if you didn't keep on breaking the rules. Seriously Jake, can't you behave for a single stupid minute? It's really not that hard."

Jake whispered, "I really try, but it just happens. I don't even realise that I'm doing it until I cover everything. It's kind of like an extra muscle that I can't control."

I sighed, and showed him how to figure out his math problems. Dad came in to check on us, and made sure that I hadn't answered a single question for Jake. Later, before the other two got home, I melted the ice around the door. Water damage wasn't uncommon in our home, but most of it was in the basement. That's where our parents put Jake if he got suspended. Child services kept checking on us because of that, but they agreed that it was the only thing that seemed to work.

The three of us made cookies for the younger kids, but Jake was banned from eating the cookies in any form. Flour mysteriously ended up everywhere, and we all were laughing. We had just finished cleaning up when the other two got home. Jake went downstairs to silently rage, and the rest of us ended up watching a movie together. It was about how all of the people from the legends knew each other.