Hey, guys. Ellis here.

Yes, people I know it's been awhile. But, I now have a job and am now saving up for college since I have no federal aid. So, my free time's constructed. Again. Not to mention I have some things I need to get done before i start college. Also, My friends are wanting me to hang out more since it's summer. So, yeah. The only time i have to think about this stuff is mostly at night or when I can get a break at work (considering I mostly work 5 hrs though. Very rarely...).

On Another note, I'm currently also writing a prologue for a new fanfiction about Fang. I don't have a name for it yet. But, if you like mpreg, yaoi, and such, then check it when posted. It'll be rated m of course, cause that's just how I roll!

So, without further ado, please enjoy the chapter!

After that extremely awkward situation, a lot of explaining of how we were just friends, and Bassy yelling at Claire about touching his books, which strangely enough, were mostly romance novels. I found it odd, mainly because I never consider Bassy to be a romanticist. But, then again I've seen stranger things happen in my life. Claire tugged on my sleeve just as I finished my hot chocolate.

"Yes?" I asked, giving her my undivided attention.

"Wanna come see my turtle?" she asked, excitedly.

"Sure." I said, following her upstairs.

When we got to what is to be her room for the year, I saw right away that it was pink, girly, and fill with stuffed animals; everything that I despise most in the world. My eyes twitched at the sight. In fact, I have the urge to rip them out of my skull and burn them now. There. Is. Too. Many. Colors! Must. Resist. Urge. To. Destory!

"Over here! My turtle's over here!" Claire said, bouncing next to a glass tank.

I sucked in all my pride as Anarchy and took a step into the brightly-colored room. I leaned down to look into the tank to find an adorable, little baby turtle looking at me with those cute little turtle eyes. So cuuute!~

"Aaahh~" I said, without thinking.

"Isn't she cute? I don't have a name for her, though…" Claire said, looking a little sad.

I thought for a name at the moment. I couldn't just let a turtle go unnamed! It's just not right! I looked at the turtle for a moment. I have to admit, that little thing was as a strawberry. That`s it!

"Melody." I said, seriously.

"Melody?" Claire said, puzzled.

"Melody."

"Yay! Hi, Melody! We're gonna be best friends!" she said, happily to the turtle.

Melody seemed to like her new name because she started wiggling her little tail happily. Claire just squealed in delight at the sign and started running around her room saying," She likes it, she likes it!"

I laughed at her silliness. Claire then ran up, hugged me, and said, "Melody says 'thank you!'"

"She does? Well, you're welcome, Melody." I said to the turtle.

"Myu~." Melody said, happily.

Dang, that turtle's just too cute! But, not as cute as Claire, though. I, mentally, nodded at the thought.

"You think I'm cute?"

I froze and, slowly, turned to look at Claire. Did I just say that out loud?

"No, I just read your mind." Claire giggled.

I sighed with relief. Oh, that's –wait.

"WHAT!?" I screeched, loudly.

"Owie! Too loud!" she said, clutching her ears.

"Sweetie." I said, kneeling down to her height, "Please, tell me that I was just hearing things and that you didn't say that you were a mind reader."

I already have one of those in my life already! I don't need another one!

"But, I am a mind reader!"

"Okay, then. What am I thinking?"

"…He's downstairs making cookies for us."

… She's good. I, then, proceed to put up my mind block. When I did, she got all surprised and confused.

"…I can't hear your thoughts anymore, but you're not dead… So, how…?"

I smiled, knowing that she'll figure it out eventually. I went downstairs to the kitchen with Claire following, trying to get back in my head. Sure enough, I found Bassy in the kitchen baking cookies… I know. Weird sight, right? Well, apparently, Bassy's a sucker when it comes to his sister. Big deal. Huh. Guess she really is a mind reader… I wonder if Bassy knows…

"Hey." I said as he, practically, jumped out of his skin.

"Can you please stop doing that!"

"Doing what? Breathing?"

"No, appearing out of nowhere! You scared me!"

"…You know, I could cut off your cookie supply for a pretty long time."

"…Please, don't."

"Thought so." I said with a smirk,"By the way, did you know that Claire-"

"NOO! DON'T TELL!" Claire screamed, interrupting me.

Ah, so he doesn't know. Alright then, I won't tell him for now…

"Don't tell me what?" Bassy asked.

"About the baby pictures of you that she has in a box in her closet." I said, quickly so, Claire won't interrupt me again.

"Huh?" Claire said, highly confused.

I opened my mind for a bit, telling her, mentally, to play along. Her mouth formed into a perfect o in understanding.

"I told you not to tell! You promised!" She whined.

"Sorry, honey bee. Bassy shall forever be my friend first and foremost."

"Claire!"

I smiled a little sadistically. Busted!

After yet another scolding from her big brother, Claire pulled me away and asked, "Why didn't you tell him? I don't get it?"

I shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe, it's because you're not the only one with a secret to hide."

So, How'd it go? Please, oh PLEASE, REVIEW!

Till next time!

Hope you had a happy 4 of July,

Ellis Alpha