Problem's:

New york, 10:00pm:

The lights of the city shone bright...but in the little neighborhood the Andrew's and their family lived was another story. It was dark at night, almost sinister.

Jacob was lying in his room, he could feel the cold of the wind, but it wasn't as cold as the argument his mom had with his dad. The shouting went on for hours, Jacob covered his ears and hid underneath his cover's begging that the argument would stop anytime soon. It did... three hours later.

The argument stopped, he heard his mothers footsteps, the lights click off. His dad was sleeping on the couch again, Jacob never went downstairs to check but he was sure of it. Sighing he tossed his blanket aside and got up from his bed.

His room it was pretty nice. It was painted a sea foam green, his furniture consisted of his bed, a nightstand next to it, a toy box filled with toys, a desk with a lamp, shelves filled with nicknacks, picture on the walls, a dresser for his clothes, and finally his closet.

'I'm just glad I don't have to share my room with Sophie...' Jacob thought to himself. He loved his sister true, but sometimes he wished he was an only child. his sister was always stealing the spotlight and attention of his parents. Whatever Jacob tries to do Sophie did it better and more grand then he did. It hurt, when his family only talked about his sister. Always things like, "Look what Sophie did, How cute. Aww isn't it nice what Sophie did. Look what Sophie can do." It was maddening.

To top it all off Jacob couldn't seem to find anything to outmatch his sister in to at least, even if it is just once get, some attention, or maybe even approval of his family. Even a little bit would satisfy his craving for attention. But that day never came to pass.

Maybe if he got hurt, hurt really badly, maybe that would attract his families attention. They would stop whatever they were doing and spare every bit of time on him, ensuring everything he needs is taken care off. Shaking his head Jacob discarded the idea. He didn't need pity attention. He sighed, trying to think of a different method. Sports maybe? He was always pretty good at gym. His thoughts were interrupted by a flash of light.

"Huh?" He walked over to his window, across the street in his families house was a light flashing from the second floor. Jacob smiled, he opened his nightstand and took out a flashlight, aiming it out he flashed it a few times, it was Morse code.

"Can't sleep?" it asked.

"No... what about you?" Jacob replied flashing the flashlight.

"Me neither... exited about the big baseball game tomorrow." Jacob laughed and shook his head. Grandpa Delta was always into sports.

"Okay." Jacob flashing the flashlight.

"Got to go... see you tomorrow." Delta finished before turning off his flashlight.

New york, 11:00am:

Today was the best day in the whole week, Saturday, which meant no school. Jacob planned the whole day out to be perfect, he was going to start off with a nice breakfast with his family. Then Grandpa Delta would come and they would watch the baseball game together. Afterwords they would have dessert and the boys would take him to play baseball. Yep that was going to be the perfect Saturday.

"Sorry we can't be here today, your sister's ballet recital is today." his mom told him as she applied a quick touch of lipstick on her lips. "But mom, you promised." He complained he ran into the master bedroom's bathroom where his dad was busy shaving.

"Dad, you promised too" he reasoned, after finishing his shave Ryan spoke, trying to reason with Jacob. "We know, but this suddenly came up. Maybe next Saturday."

"That's what you said last Saturday!" Jacob yelled. Ryan sighed, his son was so stubborn sometimes. Getting out of the bathroom, making sure his clean white shirt and dark gray suit was clean, he walked over to Eleanor, she said nothing to him. She was still mad about the argument last night. Still, she looked radiant as ever to Ryan in her little black dress and rhinestone necklace.

Feeling that they weren't listening to him Jacob shouted "YOU LOVE SOPHIE MORE THAN ME!" That ruined the moment. Both Ryan and Eleanor stared at Jacob, he could feel his face turn pink with embarrassment.

"Don't you raise your tone of voice to us, we're your parents." Eleanor scolded.

"But mom-" Jacob began but was cut off.

"Jacob I understand your going through a hard time. Growing up is hard, but you need to learn that the whole world doesn't revolve around you." Ryan tried to reason calmly.

"Yeah, because it obviously revolves around my sister. I'm not the sun, i'm just somewhere around Pluto apparently." Jacob muttered.

Taking a deep breath Eleanor said calmly, "Why don't you join us? Its your sister's big day, she's playing the lead role in Alice in Wonderland."

"I'd rather eat my socks." Jacob answered dryly.

Ryan and Eleanor looked at each other before going downstairs, "Grandpa will be right over!" Jacob heard his mother shout, he could also hear a faint sob before the front door closed shut.

Jacob didn't care, he was far to angry. He wanted to do something to get rid of his anger. the absolute rage that had built inside of him over the last few weeks of frusteration. Looking at his parents closet it hit him. His sister's photo, the one inside of his mothers photo album. That would be the subject that would help him get rid of his anger. Taking a quick look outside Jacob made sure his parents were gone before opening the closet.

It was a walk in closet, the top shelf was where his mother kept all the family photos. Inside of a little photo album, the problem was that it was on the top shelf where she kept her jewelry and shoes. His dad kept three hats, one was a work hat, the other a baseball hat, and the last one was a fancy tuxedo top hat.

Looking up Jacob wondered "How can I reach the album?" then he saw a huge trunk pushed against the back wall, "Bingo... maybe if I get lucky I can find where mom hid those Christmas presents." Jacob couldn't help but smirk. He loved it when a plan came together so well. He fetched the trunk and began to pull it, it weighted a ton!

Once placed in the right spot, Jacob climbed onto it before making his way up to where the album was, anybody would have though that was dangerous. That a child could get seriously injured doing something like that. But Jacob, as children do, didn't much care.

"Almost... got... it." Jacob muttered absently as he reached for it. The shelf broke under his weight, as he started to put most of his wight on it to keep himself up, and the small shelf holding the photo album and a round thing covered in cloth came down, the album landing on top of Jacob's head as he crashed down on the floor. Giving himself a quick once over he sighed in relief. Nothing serious, no bruises, no bumps, he wasn't even all that sore fro the book hitting his head.

*Clang!*

"Huh?" He looked over at what fell down other than the album, rolling on the ground for some time was a sphere metal thingy. Once it stop Jacob got up and walked to it. He stared at it for some time before picking it up.

It was some sort of a helmet, it was round, made out of metal, and the hole used to see out of was oval shaped. "Wow...I knew it!" Jacob cheered softly. He knew the Big Brothers and Big Sisters were real. If they were then that meant the rest of what Delta, his parents, and his whole family has been telling him was true.

But the celebration was short, looking around he saw the disaster he made. He needed to clean up quick before Grandpa came over!

To be continued...

BETA's by: Slicerness