When Rachel Coleman, a Twilighter, wishes on a shooting star, she wishes she was Bella Swan. Bella Swans life is so much easier, right? Well, that's what she thinks. Boy is she wrong. Her wish came true. Bella is in Rachel's body and Rachel is in Bella's. And to make it more complicated, Eclipse hasn't happened yet. That means Victoria is still alive, watching Bella's every move. But Bella isn't really Bella, is she? Rachel has no idea how much more complicated things are gonna get and what new things are going to happen. Bella and Edward's relationship, Jacob's imprint, if she's going to die... Will Bella and Rachel ever have there normal lives back again?
2. That's Not Me!
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BELLA SWAN’S POV
“Good night, Dad,” I said to Charlie, climbing up the stairs.
“Good night, Bells.”
I entered my room to the sight of a Greek god. My Edward.
I walked over to him and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Human moment,” I told him, running off to the bathroom.
I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, and combed my hair. I put on sweats and a t-shirt.
Edward was patiently waiting for me. “You look tired,” He said, gently showing me to the bed.
I yawned. “I guess I am a little sleepy.”
Edward tucked me under the bed covers. He started to hum my lullaby.
I slowly drifted to sleep.
* * * * * * * * * *
I woke up in an unfamiliar room.
I sat up. My room doesn’t look like this. This isn’t my bed. These are definitely not my pajamas!
I scrambled to the nearest bathroom I could find. I looked into the mirror. What I saw, was unbelievable.
I was Bella Swan.
I wanted to deny it, but somehow I knew this was how Bella was supposed to look.
This had to be a dream. I pinched myself. Okay, that hurt. And I still looked like Bella! No way!
I put on some clothes out of the dresser that was in the room and rushed downstairs. A man was sitting at a table, reading a newspaper. Charlie!
“Hey, Bells,” The man said, looking up from the newspaper.
Bells?! “Um…hey, Dad.”
“You better eat,” Charlie told me. “You wouldn’t want to be late for school."
School?! Hasn’t Bella already graduated? “Actually, I’m not that hungry.” I dashed upstairs.
I went into “Bella’s” room and grabbed what I thought was her school backpack.
I went down the stairs and tried to act casual. “Bye, Dad,” I said to Charlie, waving goodbye as I went out the front door.
“See ya later.”
An old red truck was in the driveway. No way! That had to be Bella’s truck! Oh my gosh!
What was I supposed to do? Go to the school? Act like everything was totally fine I wasn’t some girl in Bella Swan’s body? Oh my gosh! What is wrong with my life?
Suddenly, a silver Volvo pulled into the driveway.
Oh. My. Gosh.
No way. No way. This wasn’t happening. No way. Could this really be real?
A Greek god with bronze hair, golden eyes, and pale skin stepped out of the car and rushed over to me.
“Bella, are you alright?” Edward asked me. His voice was musical. “You look pale.”
Wake up! “Um…yeah. I’m okay.”
He took my hand and escorted me to the Volvo. He was such a gentleman. And his hands were like ice.
I nervously got into the passenger seat and Edward got behind the wheel.
I have never been able to get to school faster. He really is a fast driver. It was record timing.
How was I going to survive the day?
* * * * * * * * * *
I woke up to the song The Reason by Hoobastank.
I quickly tore the pink bed sheets off me and got out of bed.
Pink bed sheets?!
I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see who it was and saw a girl with brown hair and brown eyes about my age standing right in front of me.
Who is she?!
“Finally! You sleep like a log!” the girl said. “I’ll help you get ready.”
She led me to a small bathroom. I looked into the mirror.
Oh. My. Gosh.
I blacked out.