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Isabella and I

Isabella is cool and confident
Bella is shy and hardworking
Isabella is a cheerleader
Bella is a friendmaker.
Bella and Isabella are total opposites.
Problem is, they're the same person

Okay, this has a rather random theme. And also, slightly non/canon in parts. Don't get offended! It's just a story. Oh, and Alice isn't a vampire yet. Jasper found the Cullen's on his own. Bella, also isn't a vampire but the other Cullen's are (like normal)

8. Chapter 8

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I reached school.

"Hey, Bella?" called a voice.

"Yes?" I said, turning. It was Mike.

"Hey Mike, what's up?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies on Thursday. There's that film, the Craft. I was just wondering?"

"Err Mike...I can't"


"Because she's going on a date with me on Thursday" said Edward, appearing out of nowhere "And plus, she already saw The Craft on Sunday, with me"

"Oh right"

"Maybe another time Mike" I said, quickly before he left. He barely responded.

"Hey Bella" said Edward.

"Hey Edward" I said.

"Bella, can I walk you to your first lesson?" he asked.

"Sure" he hesitantly wrapped an arm around my shoulders. He looked at me, to gauge my reaction.

"Is this okay?" he asked.

"Sure" I said. He led me to my first lesson.

I spent the entire day in bed. I was so bored! In the end, I decided to sort out what I'd wear tomorrow. I chose a mini skirt and a blue tank. And boots. The whole process took ten minutes. Then I went to being bored. Being suspended was no fun! I'd go shopping but I was worried that Charlie would see my car and he'd rumble me. Then I wouldn't be able to meet Jasper or go to the party.

Thursday Morning
I got up. Got dressed and stood in front of my mirror. Suddenly, I convulsed in pain as a cramp shot through me. When it ended, I straightened up and looked in the mirror.

"You are pathetic," mocked my reflection. The person looked like me, yet she stood with confidence, more confidence then I'd ever had.

"I'm not" I said.

"Sure you are. You don't do anything! You just sit, and read. What kind of a life is that?"

"I have friends"

"Not many"

"Well at least my friends actually like me and don't hang out with me because I'm a total slut!" I shouted.

"Take that back" she said.

"No!" she couldn't do anything! She was a mirror!

"Oh, believe me; I can do lots of stuff. I can take control when you least expect it and I can embarrass you so much. Now that I know you exist anyway"

"No. no, you won't" I said.

"Oh and you know Edward doesn't really like you. He just feels sorry for you because you're such a loser" how did she do that?

"I have access to your mind remember? I can see your memories and thoughts"

"Shut up about Edward"

"He doesn't love you. Love? Please, such a ridiculous little school girl notion. You can forget it. I'm taking control and I'm seeing Jasper"


"Edward hates you really. He did it as a bet from his brothers. Jasper told me"

"NO!" I grabbed a hair brush and hurled it at the mirror. The mirror cracked. The reflection returned to normal. The mocking voice of the other girl had vanished like a bad dream, leaving only a sinister echo in the back of my head. I shook my head and grabbed my bag. The cracked mirror would have to wait. Right now, I felt like there was a crack in my mind.