My True Way of Life

Chapter 7: Bella POV

*Dream*

I was running down a long black hallway. A door with a silver handle was at the end and I somehow knew that was my destination. Obviously it was I mean where else would you go in an empty corridor?

I kept running and running, seeming to get farther away from the door instead of closer. Finally, though, I reached it and grabbed the handle just as the colors started fading and I fell into a bottomless hole.

*End Dream*

I woke up taking a deep breath. What the hell was that? What was that door leading me to? Was I supposed to go in or stay away from it?

I shrugged to myself, getting up and letting my feet hit the bare cold ground. I let my feet feel around for my bunny slippers and sighed in comfort when I found them. They were nice and fuzzy, way better then the floor. I don't know why but I had a feeling something was going to happen. Something either bog, dramatic, or bad. I shrugged again and padded a long to the bathroom and looked at the red numbers of the clock.

6:13

That meant I had until seven to get ready for breakfast. I took out some of my clothes, never really bothering for the school clothes, and brought them to the bathroom with me. I chose my school dress shirt (i had to at least where that, my tie, and my robe) with a belt in the middle and a dark washed mini skirt. I also put out strappy black sandals. I folded them neatly in a pile and turned on the water, letting it get hot. After I was sure it was good enough, I got in. The water washed away all my sleepiness, leaving me feeling refreshed. I washed myself with my vanilla body wash. After that I washed my hair with raspberry shampoo and conditioner.

I stopped the water, getting out and shivering. It was warm in the shower but cold out here. I quickly dried off and dressed in my clothes. I looked at my purple hair and started deciding what color I could make it today. I then smirked, knowing what I would do. I closed my eyes and when I opened them my hair was blood red with on gold streak in the front and the ends of my hair were golden tipped.

I changed my eyes to molten gold and then deemed myself ready for today.

I got out and it was six twenty now, so I woke up Hermione and Ginny. Rose didn't have to sleep so I didn't do anything to her. When shaking them didn't help, I put a silencing spell on the room so nobody else but them could hear what I was going to do next.

I screamed as loud as I could, causing them to jump from there beds and fall on their butts.

"Iz what the hell," Ginny said groggily. Her hair was a mess and with her clothes wrinkled it looked like she slept for two days not 9 hours. Hermione didn't look any better, being her hair is so much frizzier than anybody's I know.

"Come on! I want to go prank Ron!" I said, pulling them up and pushing them towards the bathroom, "Don't worry! Get washed I will choose your clothes,"

I got out both of their dress shirts and ties, along with skinny jeans for Hermione and the regular old skirt for Ginny. I knew she wouldn't want to wear something against the rules, since we're always supposed to wear our regular robes and her mom would yell at her.

They came out and grabbed their clothes, running back in the bathroom to get dried off and dressed. They came out with their hair brushed and were in the middle of styling it but I shook my head and grabbed their hands.

"I want to try something with you guys. Think about what color you want your hair and how you want it to look," I said and they both started to close their eyes. I squeezed their hands and focused on my energy in my hands and flowing into them. Suddenly Hermione's hair start getting straighter and straighter until it was pin straight and a little darker. She gasped and let go, walking over to the mirror.

Ginnys started to put itself into a side braid and turned brown. I let go and gave her a mirror to check herself in.

"Oh my gosh, how did you do that?" Hermione asked, coming over and sitting down.

"I don't know. I've just always wondered if I could do it to someone else so I decided to try it out on you guys. Anyways let's go prank some guys!"

We ran out and walked up the stairs to the boys dormitories. For some reason, girls could go in the boys but boys couldn't go in the girls. Its like they trust girls more then boys. We got to Harry and Ron's room and opened the door quietly.

I changed my self into Ron's mom and walked over to his bed.

"Ronald Weasley!" I said in Molly's voice, "Get up this instance! You're going to miss breakfast!"

He shot up out of bed, looking at me and getting scared.

"Sorry mum! I'll get d-dressed right now," he stuttered and jumped up, hurriedly grabbing clothes and shoving them on. I was laughing so hard it was silent, and I was bending over clutching my sides. I turned back into me and stood up, tapping my foot until he noticed.

"Ahh!" He he yelled, causing Harry to wake up.

"What the hell is going on?" He said while rubbing his eyes. He put on his glasses and saw me. He saw Ron looking at me angrily and got what was going on, "You tried it didn't you?"

"Yes," I said and then smiled and walked out.

It was six forty five so I decided to walk down with Hermione. We linked arms and skipped down the hallways all the way to the dining hall. The Ravenclaw table was already half way full while Hufflepuff barley had any people there. The Slytherins were there with only few missing, the same with our table.

"Hey Mione, guess what I brought," I said and took out my iPod. She smiled and shook her head, knowing what I was going to do, "What song shall we do?" I asked. (A/N: I'm not going to do a song that goes with the chapter, just a song that I think is fun and I love)

"You know what song," She said, getting some oatmeal and putting a little sugar on it. She started eating it, taking small bites and I finally got it, knowing which one to play. I cast a spell that makes my iPod louder, and started playing it.

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(Artist: Panic! At The Disco

Song: Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off

Album: A Fever You Can't Sweat Out)

Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better f**k Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (Let's pick up, pick up)

Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Dance to this beat

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating Faster

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better f**k Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me.

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat And hold a lover close Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating Faster

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A few Ravenclaws and Slytherins were singing along with me and Hermione. By the end some of them were laughing so we decided to choose another song. I was going to do another one by the same band.

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(Artist: Panic! At The Disco

Song: Build God, Then We'll Talk

Album: A Fever You Can't Sweat Out)

It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street. Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering. The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde, And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.

Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie She's getting a job at the firm come Monday. The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney moonlighting aside, she really needs his money. Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.

Yeah (Yeah)

And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin" Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business" as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before, after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact. There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash) Between her and the badge She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.

Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses. It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.

Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses And sleeping with the roaches and they taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things

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We sang along to that song too and everybody was smiling and laughing. I smiled and stood up to bow, music still playing. I love making people laugh.

"Miss. Potter! Sit down!" Professor McGonagall said sternly while walking over to me.

"Sorry Professor," I said, still standing. Her eyes tightened and she pressed her lips into a thin line.

She looked at me expectantly while some students were chuckling or snickering in there hands. She glared at them making them stop.

"Miss. Potter, sit down," She said again.

"Oh right. Sorry," I smiled and sat back down at the end of the bench where I was. The Cullen's walked in, Edward, Rosalie, and Emmett coming over to our table and Alice and Jasper went to theirs,

"Hey Bella. Love your hair. Its really sporty," Rosalie said really quickly, cutting off Edward when he opened his mouth to speak. I looked at her weirdly and continued to look for something to eat.

I suddenly saw chocolate cupcakes the same time Harry came in and sat down. He saw them and shook his head.

I gave him puppy dog eyes and made my bottom lip jut out just the slightest, "Please Harry. Only a few," I promised and he sighed.

"Fine. But if you get detention is on yourself,"

"Yay!" I squealed and grabbed about five muffins. They were the good kinds too, with huge chunks of chocolate in them. I sunk my teeth into one, enjoying the taste on my tongue. I moaned and swallowed, "These are so good,"

"Bella," Edward said, getting my attention. I looked at him to see him actually looking nervous. I nodded for him to go on and he cleared his throat, "Bella, I've been thinking about us dating back in Forks-" He started but I cut him off.

"We weren't technically dating. You never asked me out. You just assumed,"

"-and I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me?" He asked, looking me in the eye. I sighed, putting down my muffin and turning my whole body towards him.

"Edward, get this through your thick skull. I don't love you anymore. Sure, I did once, only a little, but that was back in Forks when I was a different person. We aren't meant to be. You just made yourself think we were. You lied to yourself and that's why it made it so hard for you to leave. For me it was a piece of cake because I didn't get to attached. I was willing to let go because I knew someday I would have to return here, to my real home. When you told me those lies though, I was pissed. No, more than pissed. You lied to me, telling me something totally different from what you told your family. You said to them that I said that I wanted a clean break when you told me that they didn't love me anymore and they never did. You called me an experiment, that you wanted to find out why you couldn't read my mind. On my birthday, I was ready to tell you everything. About me being a witch. Everything. But Alice had to take things into her own hands and make everything go the way she wanted it to. I was going to tell you in the woods too! I was still going to tell you even though you were going to leave me. That's how much I trusted you. But you lied and now I don't think we can ever be together again," I said and took a much needed breath. Wow that was long.

"I know they were lies but-" He started but I cut him off again.

"No buts. Your true mate is out there and you'll find her someday. Its not me though. It was never me," I tried to tell him but I could see his eyes going darker by the second.

"You're lying to yourself Bella. You love me. We are meant to be! Don't worry, if I can't convince you now I will later," He said smugly.

"Edward!" I yelled, standing up and gaining the attention of students and teachers, "Just because you get whatever the f**k you want at home doesn't mean you get I here. I am a human being. I don't belong to you. You can't boss me around and treat me like I'm weak. I'm sick and tired of it. I knew I should've never gotten involved with you, but I wanted to for information. Get it through you thick damn skull! I don't love you!" I finished. I was still standing, waiting for him to say something. The whole hall was silent actually. No one was making a sound.

"Bella, sit down people are staring," He said sternly.

I threw my hands up in the air, "See! This is what I mean. You treat me like a goddamn pet! Well I'm not a pet Edward. You need to learn how to treat ladies. You can't keep making assumptions like "Oh she looks weak and fragile I should protect her from every thing that looks at her" you're really pissing me off Edward. Just stop,"

He came over and tried to touch me but I held up my arms and backed away. People were holding their breaths, waiting to see what would happen next. God people this is not a soap opera.

"Leave me the f**k alone Edward," I spat out and ran out of the hall. I kept walking till I got to the astronomy tower and ran up the steps. He got me so pissed a few tears escaped my eyes. I sat down on the edge and sniffled, letting the tears come down. I heard foot steps come up the stairs and quickly wiped my tears away. I can't let people see me cry. I'm not used to crying.

"Crying is an emotion that makes people look weak and vulnerable," I whispered to myself, remembering Moody's words. I changed my face so it wasn't all red and blotchy and looked up, seeing Blaise.

"What?" I asked harshly. He held up his hands as if surrendering to a crime.

"I just came to see if you were all right. I know you surprised some teachers with getting angry like that,"

I shook my head, "I don't care. He just made me so mad...I wanted to light him on fire right then and there,"

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, coming to sit beside me. I shook my head, looking out into the warm morning air, "Come on. I know you do,"

"Fine. When I was in Forks, I met...his family. At first, they annoyed the hell out of me. But then, Edward didn't come to school for a week and I found my self looking and hoping every day that he would be there. Finally he came and I was so relieved, though I didn't know why. I knew I couldn't get attached so I tried to play it off as Bella's emotions, not mine. I acted like I loved him, which I guess a tiny part of me did, and we were happy. That little sliver of love that I put into the relationship kept me from leaving him. Then they threw me a birthday party and I was planning on telling them that I was a witch. Alice wanted everything to be perfect and barley let me talk unless it was for saying I loved the gifts. Anyways, blah blah, Jasper attacked me because I got a paper cut. Edward, thinking he was going to save me by doing this, pushed me into a glass table. Carlisle stitched me up and three days later Edward came by after not talking to me for those three days. I knew what was coming. He was leaving. He told me things like nobody would ever love me and I was just a toy and easy to break. He said I would forget and I was hoping I would but they had to come here. I was ready to take them out of my memory too. I hate them now but it still hurt you know,"

"Well obviously you're too good for him," Blaise said after a moments thought. I looked up at him with a shocked and confused expression. Was he saying that because he liked me or to make me feel better?

"Really? Why do you think that?" I asked him looking away from his face and to the floor. I was listening intently.

"Because," He said, "You are," He finished and grabbed my face gently. He looked into my eyes for a split second before leaning towards me and pressing his lips against mine. I was shocked and don't respond but suddenly my lips were moving in sync with his. He pulled back and I opened my eyes to find him smiling.

"Wha-" I started but he smiled and shook his head.

"I've been waiting to do that," He said, causing me to blush madly and look down. He laughed and gently brought my face up again and looking me dead in the eyes.

"Really?" I said quietly.

He nodded, "Yes. Really. Ever since third year," I smiled. That's the same year I started liking him too.

"I have liked you since that year too," I said making him smile. He looked down for a few seconds before looking up.

His warm brown eyes looked nervous but determined at the same time and he asked, "Will you go out with me, Isabella Potter?"