Author's note: This story was another request from my amazing and talented friend, xfilesfanatic. This is story will have multiple chapters, not just this one! Enjoy, everyone!

William ran his fingers through his bright red hair as he walked down the sidewalk. His house was a few blocks from here, but he preferred not to be there at the moment. He knew that anywhere he went he would be in the way for movers carrying heavy objects and boxes.

He had only been in Seattle for one day, so he hadn't exactly had much of a chance to explore. He had decided that morning to start doing so on this overcast Saturday.

It was when he was exploring that he felt most in touch with the Secret side of him…the side hidden behind a seemingly locked door.

Who has the key? He had often thought. When the Secret was strong enough, William found that he could move objects without touching them, or sometimes even levitate them. No one knew about this, not even his own parents.

Suddenly, he found himself face to face with a large, extravagant building and a sign that read, The Montana.

"Ooh la la," said William, smiling.

He didn't walk but a few steps more when he came to a direct halt.

Sitting in the grass was a boy a few years younger than William. His face was buried in a book, so he didn't notice William at all.

"Hi," William said to him.

The boy raised his head quickly. "Hello," he responded, placing a bookmark between two pages and standing up. "I'm David Crane," the boy said, and he extended his arm to William.

He stared at David's hand strangely and shook it very slowly. "I'm William Van De Kamp."

The two stood in silence for a minute. "What grade are you in?" asked William.

"Third grade," came the response.

William raised his eyebrows. "And you go around shaking hands with people? Who taught you that?"

"My dad showed me. He always says, 'A handshake is as good as a hug.'"

"Well, I'm glad you don't go around hugging perfect strangers. Oh, and I'm in sixth grade."

"Oh, okay. What school do you go to?"

"I just moved here yesterday…"

"Oh…"

"…but I think I'm going to start going to that fancy private school down the road."

"Hanover?"

"That's the one."

"I go there!"

"Cool."

The two boys sat down in the grass where David had been reading moments before and continued talking.

"So," William began, "are you about to go to church or something?"

David blushed. "No, I always dress like this."

"Alright, everybody's got a style, I guess."

"Yeah. Um…can I ask you something?"

"Uh huh."

"Um…where you adopted?"

"Yes. How did you know that?"

"Oh..." David sighed. "Well, don't laugh at me, but I'm…a bit psychic. I just kinda sense stuff about people…kinda." He shut his eyes in wait to hear what William would say.

"Cool, man!" William told him. "I mean, that's awesome."

David smiled and blushed simultaneously. "I don't really know why I have it. I mean, my mom does, but she says that usually it only affects the Moon women…"

"Wait a second. Did you say Moon Women? What on earth are those?"

"No, no, you see Moon was my mom's last name before she got married."

"Oh, that makes a lot more sense. Go on."

"Well, she knows that I have it and she treats it like some sort of miracle. I don't know if Dad even believes in that stuff, but I know it's real. I know it in here." David pointed to his heart and stood up straight.

William smiled. He suddenly knew that had found a kindred spirit in David and could trust him with anything. "I haven't told this to anyone else, but I'm going to tell you."

David nodded.

"Okay, well, I have this thing…I can…well, I can…"

David nodded again.

"I can move stuff with my mind!"

Gasping, David moved his hand to his mouth. "Wow!" He exclaimed, mesmerized. "Really?"

"Really."

If it had been anyone else, David wouldn't have believed it in a million years, but there was something about this William boy that made him trust in him.

"That's so…cool," David said.

It was at that moment that the boys heard a loud whistle. David looked to see his mother on their balcony, waving at him to come inside.

"I have to go now," he said. "Can I meet you here at noon tomorrow?"

"Sure," William said. "Bye!"

"Goodbye!" David said back, and he grabbed his book and ran towards the building.