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Isabella
Slumberland.
It is my favorite place to be, a place where I am with my father and my sister. I never met my sister but I can imagine she looks like me, her name is Isobel, the only difference between us is that I have brown eyes with violet rings orbiting my pupil because I am a witch and she is a human so she has my mom's grey eyes. I rolled over, sighing trying to stay in Slumberland and not come back to reality. Even though my reality isn't the same as a humans, for I am a witch.
"This is pointless," I mumbled as I rolled over and opened my eyes to the red blurred numbers; it was seven in the morning.
I got out of bed and brushed my teeth, brush my hair, wash my face and then put on my brown contacts—to cover up my violet rings in my eye. I randomly pick one of my favorite shirts off the favorite racks, grab my favorite pair of jeans, and my comfiest pair of shoes I have.
I look in my mirror, and see a girl with chocolate orbs of light in her eyes, a blue shirt that is being held against her torso by a black belt, low rise faded jeans hugging her legs, ivory skin, waist long curly mahogany hair and black and white slip-ons.
"The twin," I mutter as I remember what my Grandma Marie-Hope used to call me when I bounced into her lap, "You are the twin," She always said, I always thought she was referring to being a twin of my father, but I never really thought I looked like dad, he had brown spiky hair and brown eyes with green rings—but every witch has violet rings around her eyes, wizards have green rings—and naturally tan skin. I later found out that I really did have a twin whose name was Isobel Hope.
I got out of my room and fixed some breakfast for my friends and me. "Is that food!" Emmett's booming voice echoed through our whole condo.
Emmett McCarthy is one of my best friends. He has short black hair that he cut's a lot, because if he let it grow then it would be curly and bouncy, which he hates. He is tall and muscular that if he'd ever go to a wrestling match, the wrestler would mistake him for one. He has shining bright blue eyes with green rings. He also always has a smirking playful grin attached to his face.
Emmett is a total boy, loving anything to do with sports, video games, games, you name it. But even though he looks like he could crush you in three seconds, once you get to know him he is a huge teddy bear. Emmett senses where people are and what their next move will be.
"Emmett, Shut up!" Alice snarled.
Alice Brandon is my other best friend. She has short spiky hair that aims in every direction. She is short, but she is fun-sized! When I first met Alice, I thought she was an actual pixie because she was bouncing everywhere and making the dust off the ground float up making it look like pixie dust. She absolutely hates that nickname, so I only ever call her that when I am mad at her. Alice has bright pea green eyes filled with delight and confidence and then violet rings circle her eyes.
Alice is the exact opposite as Emmett; she loves everything to do with shopping, make-up clothes, and fashion. Alice always gets her way, if it's not that demanding tone then it's her puppy dog eyes that get's her way. Alice can see the future in visions.
My friends were both so fun and amazing, and I was…well, dull. I see all of my flaws and try to see my good things, but it's so hard. My name is Isabella Marie Swan—but I rather people call me Bella, and I—like my friends—am a witch and I have the power to create illusions and to shield myself from others—mind and physical shield. All witches and wizards can make spells by rhyming words.
"Bella, Is this mine?" Emmett asked as he pointed to the biggest plate full of food. I nodded as I ate my breakfast.
"Hmm, this looks delicious. Waffles, Pancakes, eggs sunny-side-up, French toast, bacon and hash brown and to top it all off orange juice! Oh my gosh Bella you should've been a cook,"
"Dig in," I said. He literally dug in and ended the breakfast in a matter of seconds with a huge belch.
"Excuse me" I said in emphasis.
"For what?" He asked as he tilted his head.
"Never mind." I muttered.
"Come on we're gonna be late for work!" Alice yelled as she sprinted to the door.
"Aren't you going to eat?" I asked, she glares at me and I suddenly regret asking, I instantly grab my purse and head out the door after her.
Emmett grabs Alice's plate and takes it with him but stops midway as he starts to eat it.
"Hurry up, Emmett!" I yelled but Emmett is already behind me, running. I suddenly feel like I am floating and then notice Emmett is carrying me and running faster than I was before, a lot faster.
