Resilient

Chapter Four: Mind reader? Check.

               To say I actually missed school would be an exaggeration, but I definitely was bored. Charlie had work, and obviously Bella had school. Luckily she had not been hurt. I was left alone with my thoughts which were not comforting in the least. My mind was swirling with a thousand possibilities and in my state of mind, none of them were good. I also had a thousand questions. I know better to confront the suspects about it. Obviously they didn't want people knowing anything about them, and I was not down for death by an angry vampire. Actually I was not down for any death right now, I preferred life thank you very much. Finally, after two days of obsessing, I came up with basically my first solution. I would not confront the Cullens, I wouldn't tell anyone, I wouldn't even think about it on the very slim chance Edward Cullen could read minds. Personally I thought that part was stupid, but hey,  could vampires exist if going off some random legend, so why couldn't they read minds too? That got me wondering, if vampires did could exist, then shifters must too, right? I mean it would be weird if the Cold Ones were real, but not the protectors of the tribe. So, if that is the case, then there are two different species of mythical creatures living in a 50 mile radius, and no one really knows about it. Well, I mean I do. The Quileutes know, they just don't know that they know. I never doubted that there were predators greater than humans, but I never expected them to be supernatural. I don't really know what I expected, but it was not vampires or wolves, once again on the if that these crazy thoughts were a reality. That is another big problem. I worried for Bells. She kept saying that one of the Cullens was acting weird around her. What does that mean? Is he going to eat her? Is that considered cannibalism? I mean they look human, and sort of act human, but really are a vampire. Well, cannibalism or not, there is no way I am going to let that weirdo eat my sister, or me for that matter. I swear if that creep tries to plant his fangs in Bella, or even Charlie, he would be in for one heck of a surprise. Whatever supernatural abilities he has will do nothing. He will never touch them, I swear to it. The weekend was pretty dull. Charlie went fishing, and Bella cleaned. I continued to sulk and contemplate existence. By the time Monday rolled around I had the perfect scheme to test my theory on Edward Cullen. Everyone kept trying to talk to me at school. I tried to be patient, I really did, but there is only so much I can take. It didn't take me very long to reach that limit. Once I did everyone let me alone. I quickly forgot why I had wanted to come back in the first place. The morning seemed to defy the rules of time. Each minute seemed to stretch into hours. I wanted to do nothing more than to bang my head onto my desk until I gave myself another concussion and could skip school. By the time lunch rolled around I was about as brain dead as a zombie and as irritable as a grizzly. I perked up at the thought of finally being able to test my theory though. Wren seemed to realize that I was on thin ice, and kept quiet. I plopped down in my lunch chair and savored the time I had to not be trying to cram an unreal amount of useless information into my head. The doors opened and the members of the Cullen cult walked in. I didn't see Edward or the small pixie girl, Alice, I think. For a brief minute I worried that they were gone and I would not be able to experiment, but they walked in a few seconds later. I waited until they were right by our table, then I shouted at the top of my mental lungs, 'EDWARD CULLEN'. The said boy visibly jumped and spun around, looking for the source of the sound. His eyes briefly landed on me, but I kept my eyes on Wren, and my thoughts on how much I hated school. Alice gently touched his arm and led him to their usual table when they proceeded to eat nothing, and look everywhere and nowhere. I still found it strange that they didn't even have conversations amongst themselves. They just sat there. Well, the whole family was not normal, they weren't even human. Ah, but I could not let myself think about that. Luckily no one looked at me from my train of thoughts. The whole family was one big puzzle, but I was gaining pieces fast.