Ok, seeing as my finals start next week, i am going to put this next chapter up now. i may not be able to next week. But if I can get around to it, I will put the next one up too. So I hope you enjoy. Please tell me what you think. And i want see if anyone can come up with any ideas about Anya's secret.

Again, not S. Meyre. I am myself.

Chapter Six-Interrogation

~Caleb Mason~

I laid back on the black leather couch in my room. Teresa told me that my plans to see Anya today would have to be out on home. She would be getting a project assigned today. And her partner would be Anya. I groaned softly as I laid my arm over my eyes. I hated her right now.

I heard her car pull into the yard, followed by someone else. I sat up and walked to the window. I couldn't see too much from my room, but I could see Teresa standing by the car port, her back to me. I couldn't see who had followed her here, she stood blocking my sight.

She turned and walked to the front porch. I sighed and shrugged, returning to my couch. I didn't care who it was. I had just laid back down, my arm resting over my eyes again when something hit me.

Fresh lilacs on a warm summer day.

I sat up quickly, Anya was in the house. That's who followed Teresa home, that's who was walking up the stair right now. I heard Teresa open her door and sit on her bed as the door was closed.

"So, what shall we do?" Teresa's voice trailed up to me.

"I thought we were going to work on our project." Then it was Anya's voice. I chest tightened for some reason. She was so close!

"Yea. We will later." Teresa had something planned. Why would she tell me that my plans to work with Anya had to be called off, but yet, her she sat, with Anya, and she was blowing off her plans. What was she up to?

"What are you doing?" I said softly, but even though we were a floor apart, I knew she heard me.

'You wanted to spend time with her alone. Rachel and Jonathan are out in Oregon. Max, Cole, and Kaira are out hunting. Now you have time alone.' Teresa answered me with her mind, not wanting Anya to know what she was up to.

I sat stunned. What was she doing? Just then I heard Anya's voice, and it was not happy. "You mean that I followed you over here with the impression that we would be working on our project. And now you tell me we will later. I could've gone home and ate, or taken a nap."

I got up to my feet then and went to the door. I quickly darted to Teresa's before Anya could say sorry. And Teresa knew I was there. "Sorry Teresa. I'm just really stressed out."

"It's ok." Then she spoke to me. 'Caleb, you can take her now, if you still want to.'

I knocked on the door. "Tess. What is going on down here? I heard someone shouting." It took a few seconds, but Anya opened the door and looked up at me.

"Hello, Caleb." She smiled up at me.

"I see. You called off our plans to work on our project just so you could work on one with my sister." I was trying really hard not to laugh.

"I am sorry, but….wait. Teresa is your sister?!" I watched as Anya looked between me and Teresa.

"Yes." Teresa said from her bed. "But not by blood. I was adopted. As was Caleb. All of our brothers and sisters were."

Anya looked back at me. "How many siblings do you have?"

I chuckled softly. "I will not answer any of your questions, till I have finished mine." She pouted at me, giving me puppy dog eyes. That only made me laugh harder.

I composed myself after a few moments. "Tess, do you mind if I take Anya away from you? I would like to finish my part of the assignment tonight. That way she can start her part tomorrow."

"Of course. I was planning on joining Cole on his trip anyways. You two have fun." Teresa stood up from her bed and walked out into the hall, padding us with a smile. She headed down the stairs as I reached behind Anya and pulled Teresa's bedroom door closed.

"Sorry she lied to you like that. I didn't even have any idea as to what she was up to."

Anya sighed, closing her eyes. "Let's get this stupid project over with please." She was upset again. Like she was yesterday in class when the assignment was given out.

"Are you upset about something?" I looked down at her, but she didn't look up.

"No. I just want to finish this. That's all."

I had a feeling it had to do with me. There was something about me that made her hate this project. I shook my head gently, pushing the thoughts aside and opening my mind to read hers as I reached down and took her hand in mine.

She jumped slightly from the sudden contact. But still did not look up. I led her up to my room on the third floor. We walked in and over to the couch. She sat down as I kneeled in front of her, finally finding the voice in her mind.

'Teresa was so mean. How could she leave me here with him?! Oh my god! I won't be able to concentrate on the project now. He will be distracting me the whole time. He doesn't mean to, but he is just so….gorgeous.'

I stood up, trying very hard not to laugh. I had to take a few deep breaths to keep the laugh from breaking free. Now I see why she was like this. I walked over to my bed and pulled my notebook from my bag, resting against it. I walked back to the couch. But I didn't sit on it with her. Instead I leaned against the window.

I saw her glance sideways at me and smiled. She blushed and quickly looked away. "can we get this over with?"

'Even standing there he looks too perfect. Like a god. Damn it! Stop Anya! You have to finish the project.'

I chuckled softly. "Anya, do you want to finish the project, or would you like to do something else?"

She looked up at me surprised. "What do you mean?" "What does he mean by something else?'

I laughed at both her reaction and her thoughts. "I meant, do you want to go and eat, or see a movie." I looked at her, into her beautiful eyes. "I can tell that the two projects are stressing you out. And Tess's actions today only made things worse. I figured you would want sometime to have fun."

"Are you serious? What about the project?" 'He has to be joking. But he is not. His eyes tell me he is serious. But why?'

I dropped the notebook on the floor and slowly walked towards her. "We can continue it another day. We have two weeks after all. Tonight, we have fun."

She looked at me confused as I sat side her. She tensed slightly, for only a second, when I sat down. But she quickly relaxed. I gently rested my hand on hers. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. If you are, I can take you home."

She slowly shook her head. "I'm fine." She smiled at me with her beautiful smile. And I felt my chest tighten. "We can hang out here, if that is okay. I really don't want to go out anywhere. I am starting to get tired anyways."

"Then we should get you home." I stood up, letting go of her hands.

She shook her head. "I said I was getting tired. I never said that I was tired."

I smiled at her, letting go of her hand as I stood up. "Ok. What do you want to do?"

She shrugged and looked at me seriously. 'Should I ask him?'

I smiled at her as she hesitated. "You can ask me anything you want." Her eyes widened slightly, but she quickly composed herself. "I will not make fun of you, no matter what you ask me."

"Caleb." She looked down at the floor, her hands twisting together. "Can you….Are you able to…never mind." Her cheeks flushed brightly as she waved her dismissively at me, trying to push the topic aside. But I would let it got that easily.

I knelt in front of her, gently taking her hands in mine again. "Please tell me what you wanted to ask. I will not laugh or think it is stupid or dumb. Please."

She looked up at me. I could see in her eyes that she was deciding if she should tell me. 'Can you read minds?'

I gasped softly at her thoughts. Should I tell her the truth? Somehow she knew.

"Caleb….can….can you read….read minds?"

I closed my eyes and looked down. I don't how, but somehow she knew. She could tell that I was reading her. I say it in her eyes that she knew.

She shook her head, looking up at me blushing. "Never mind. Forget I asked. It was stupid." 'I can't believe I asked him that! I am so stupid. I bet he thinks I'm stupid.'

I knelt down in front of her again. "Anya. Please explain your question. I will gladly answer it, if I understand why you asked it."

She looked at me, silently. She was thinking about how she would answer me, I could see it. I tried not to read her mind, closing mine off. Somehow she knew.

She took a deep breath. "This will sound weird. But for some reason, I get this feeling that you can read minds. I can't explain it. I even get the same feeling from Teresa. But I don't think she can read my mind. But I get this feeling when I am around her that she knows more about me than she is letting on. The same goes for you."

How could she know? How could she tell? She was only human, after all. I looked into her eyes. "I can read people, but not everyone. It's just something I picked up. As for Teresa, I can't answer that. Only she can."

She nodded slowly. "I had the feeling a few moments ago, but when I asked you if you can read minds, the feeling went away." She blushed deep red and hid her face in her hands. "I'm sorry. I sound so stupid."

Stupid? No, she sounded very…observant. I gently placed my hand under her chin, lifting it from her hands. "You are not stupid. Nor is anything you say. You are very observant. To be honest, I have never seen someone as observant as you. I am really surprised that you could pick up on the fact that I was trying to read you."

She looked up at me stunned. "Why were you trying to read me?"

I took a deep breath, dropping my hand from her chin. Now I had to tell her. "I find you interesting. You are different from so many. I…I find that I…like you. When the assignment was given to us, and I found out you were my partner, I was elated. I had the chance to find out as much as possible about. I am sorry. I should not have tried to read you without your permission. I know it was wrong, but I couldn't help myself. I want to know everything about you. I am sorry."

I lowered my head. I knew I did wrong by reading her. I just hopped she would forgive me. I didn't want to lose her, nor push her away.

Before I knew it, her hands were under my chin, pushing my face up to look at her. She was smiling. "I am not mad. If you want to know about me, just ask. But I have one question? How long have you been…reading me?"

I smiled at her. "I don't do it often. You are harder to read than others. I have to be close to you, and really concentrate on you in order to read you. So, to answer your question not long. I only did it three times, since meeting you. Once in class, for your reaction to the project. I thought you were mad at me for some reason. Once at your place, to find out why you were still upset about the project. And just now. Again, I am sorry I did that."

"I told you, I am not mad. I would say to tell me the next time you do it. But I would already know." She smiled at me.

I smiled back at her. She was not mad at me!

A/N:Hope you like. Any ideas as to what or who Anya really is? I would really like to hear some of them. Read and Review please.