(AN: Sorry for not updating in a while! Got busy with school! Anyways! Here is Chapter 4 of Isabella Marie Swan: The Witch!)

Chapter 4: Revenge on the Vile Mike Newton!

Bella's POV:

Ali, Rose, and I set up everything for our plan. Unfortunately, I have to flirt with that piece of filth with a name of Mike Newton! Ewww! But, I think Jasper is figuring out I am not human. I will just have to be more careful, I will tell them my secret when they tell me theirs, even though I already know their secret. But it doesn't matter, when they trust me enough to tell me their secret that I already know, I will tell them I am a witch. Until that time, I am going to have to keep a low profile.

Rose smiled and winked at me, telling me everything was set. I took a deep breath, okay, here we go!

I walked up to Mike Newton's lunch table and bent down and whispered in his ear.

"Follow me, and we can have a little bit of fun," I whispered seductively. Then, I stood up and walked quickly out of the Cafeteria, hearing his footsteps behind me, running to keep up. I arrived at the first point of the mission: Janitor's Closet. I have to lock him in here, then meet up with Ali and Rose.

I grabbed his arm and dragged him in the closet, whispering into his ear.

"Close your eyes, and don't open them until I tell you, nod your head once if you understand," he nodded once, "Good. Stay still." I quickly pushed him inside, closed the door, then quietly locked it. I was smirking at the door in triumph. I then walked over to Newton's locker to see Ali and Rose waiting impatiently for me.

"Finally!" Ali exclaimed. I grinned.

"He is going to be stuck in there for a while, so let's get started!" We got to work. We hacked into his locker, then took his gym clothes from his gym bag, replacing them with the girl gym clothes that were ripped up.

Then, we poured syrup all over the clothes, because by the time gym comes around, the clothes will be sticky, and the syrup will be dry. Then, we cut up the bottom of his bag that holds his books that he put in here for the day. Then, we… girled… up his locker. We filled it with pink, baby blue, purple, and yellow. We took anything and everything that had 'manly' things on it: race cars, sports, ect., and replaced it with girly stuff: like we replaced his book covers that had basketballs on it with one that had ponies, rainbows, hearts, stuff like that. Then, we put this pink fuzzy stuff as the border to the locker, and spray painted the outside of his locker pink with purple words that said: I'm a Barbie Girl, In a Barbie World!

Once we had finished, we literally skipped back to our table with the boys in the Cafeteria with grins on our faces that could rival a Cheshire cats! The boys looked confused, well, except Edward. He looked angry. What's with him. Oh, well, I'm not going to let his sour puss attitude ruin my fun. The bell rang, signaling the end of Lunch. We all walked silently, until there was a huge crowd in our line of sight in front of Newton's locker. This is going to be good, I thought evilly.

Rosalie's POV:

Bella, Alice, and I had fun girling up Newton's locker. And sabotaging his clothes, that was Alice and my idea. When we saw the huge crowd in front of Newton's locker, us girls looked at each other, then I grabbed Emmett's arm, Alice grabbed Jasper's, and Bella grabbed Edward's. We dragged them to see our masterwork of Newton's locker. As soon as they saw it, they looked at each other, then back at the locker, then burst out laughing, and we joined.

A few seconds later, Newton pushed through the crowd, and as soon as he saw his locker, his face went a deathly pale, then, a sudden booming voice interrupted our fun.

Edward's POV:

Mr. Greene the principle was furious. His thoughts were very incoherent.

What… how… who… why… when… NEWTON! He thought. I chuckled too low for the humans to hear, as did my family at his color changing face. It started out as normal, then went to pink, then to red, then to blue, then to purple, then sheet white. It was quite amusing. But apparently not to the rest of the student body, they all looked like Newton!

Mr. Greene finally spoke. "Mr. … NEWTON! WHAT is the meaning of this?!" He asked in an angry, no, furious, tone. Newton was shaking with fear.

"B-bu-but, M-Mr. G-Greene, it w-was-wasn't m-m-me! I-it w-was h-her!" he said shakily pointing at Bella. Everyone's heads snapped to her, while she remained calm.

"Ms. Swan, is this true?" Mike shot her a smug look, and I was instantly angry. I was about to speak, but Bella beat me to it.

"Of course not, sir! He's just blaming me because before Lunch Hour, he came up to me, then started hitting on me. When I politely requested he leave me alone, and that I was not interested, he ignored me, and continued his insulting actions. When he would not stop, I told him in a more forceful way to leave me alone and that I was not interested in dating him, so he called me a bitch, so I slapped him. That I can get in trouble for, but this locker thing? I promise you, Mr. Greene, that I had no part in this." She paused. "Mike was probably angry at me, so he did this to his locker, so that he could blame me. I take it he does not handle rejection well. But I promise, I had no partake in this, because I am actually against these sort of things. And it was not my friends, as I see Mike is about to say it was them," she glared at Mike when he opened his mouth, his finger pointing at my family and me, and he cringed away from her, "That they as well had no partake in this blasphemy either, because Rosalie and Alice were with me the entire time, and the boys were just eating their lunches." Mr. Greene looked contemplating.

"How do you know they were eating their lunches if you were with Miss. Cullen and Miss. Hale, Miss. Swan?" He asked, still contemplating.

She rolled her eyes. "Because, you can ask anyone who was in the lunch room if they were! Go ahead, ask someone." She stated calmly. He nodded, then looked at Angela Webber.

"Were the Cullen Boys eating their lunches, or at least IN the Lunch Room?" Angela looked nervous.

"They didn't eat much, but yes, they were there in the Lunch Room for the entire hour, Mr. Greene." She said. He nodded.

"Mr. Newton, please come with me to my office, because even if it wasn't you who vandalized your locker, you were harassing Miss. Swan, when she politely asked you to leave her alone. Then, you insulted her, which is another rule broken. I know of your reputation, but those girls were willing, Miss. Swan was not. That is called sexual harassment, so I will be contacting your parents, and you are suspended from school for two weeks, and once you get back, three Lunch Detentions. Understood?" Mike nodded sadly.

They walked to the office, and the day continued uneventful. Throughout the rest of the day, I was thinking of Jasper's words about Bella not being human.

Her scent. Isn't it a rather… strange… scent for a human? She doesn't smell human at all. She… smells of some thing else. And some times, she talks like she is from another time, like us. But, earlier, than us.

Is it possible that sweet, funny, selfless Bella(who has a very devious mind by the way) is not human? I must discuss it with my family tonight, and decide what to do. I sure hope Jasper is wrong.