The Protector [ J. Hale ]

02 | Blueberry Pancakes Anyone?

Bellamy should be focused on reading, but his mind was anywhere but his book.

He and his sister, Bella had gotten home and had each taken a nap before waking up a little before dinner. They'd spent that time between the two reading up in Bellamy's room on his bay window. It was meant to be fun and quiet, the two siblings reading together in the peaceful silence of his room.

Instead, he couldn't get his mind off everything that had happened.

He was too focused on Edward and the strange conversations that had taken place in Bio. Even Jasper wasn't too far away from his train of thought, his face seemed to like popping up at random intervals, reminding him of the gorgeous boy who appeared to have a certain kind of pull to him.

Could Edward read minds? Was that why their family was so private and kept to themselves? Or was there something more, something he was missing?

How about Jasper? Why did Bellamy feel so oddly connected to a boy he'd never met? He refuses to believe that it was love at first sight, Bellamy's heart didn't work like that, he needed to know a person before he even thought about them in a romantic light.

It helped him determine whether or not they'd be better as friends or lovers, and he doubts that would suddenly change over some boy.

So the question he should be asking is what was happening to him?

What was changing him, making him more suspectable to change when he hates change.

And what should he tell his sister? He knows that she has a bit of a crush on Edward, or is at least attracted to him. But if he did have superpowers and could read minds, his sister deserved to know that information so that she could have the chance to protect herself.

He could also be wrong, the Cullen's could be a normal family but his hyperactive mind was making a bigger deal about them than needed. Bellamy wouldn't be surprised either, he read enough fantasy books to know that his mind was corrupted enough to bring fantasy into reality.

He'd just end up looking like the biggest idiot in the world, one who straight-up harassed some poor kid on his first day.

Wow, that didn't sound good now that he thought about it.

Now he hoped he wasn't wrong, otherwise, he was about to be labelled as a dick for the remainder of his time at Forks High School.

Bellamy was beginning to doubt his own eyes, maybe he was just paranoid? After all, how many times had he prayed for a superpower when he was younger or wished he could be a wizard like Harry Potter?

He still remembers how he'd spent all of his eleventh birthday waiting by the mailbox for an owl to come by and drop off his acceptance to Hogwarts letter.

It was still an embarrassing memory that neither his sister or his father ever let him live down.