X-Men: The Experiment

Chapter 7

  Bella's DREAM~THIRD PERSON

The vase. The vase...

The rain poured down in heavy sheets as the thunder shook the three-story mansion.

Four teenage-looking girls sat in a circle around a radio blasting One Direction's Midnight Memories.

"So, who do you guys think is cuter, Theo James, or Josh Hutcherson?" said a lively brunette in a sky blue tank top and grey sweats, leaning on her elbows.

"Josh Hutcherson!" a wild red-haired girl in a Michael-inspired IDIOT t-shirt answered immediately.

"Wow, calm down, Mellie! But, I would have to say...Theo James," a Shakira-blonde haired girl said.

"I think....bleck!!" the remaining girl replied, making gaging noises while pointing to the inside of her mouth. She seemed odd compared to the other girls, with her raven black hair with white streaks on the left side of it. Her graphic tee and fuzzy blue PJ pants seemed to suck all of the remaining light out of the room.

"Bella, you can't just sit there, doing nothing all night! Here-you can choose the next song, okay?" the brunette said, deciding to do something about their inactive guest.

Bella rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, whatever!" As if on cue, Midnight Memories faded away into silence, signaling that the song had ended. "I choose.....um.....uh......-"

"MOM SAID I CAN STAY UP WITH YOU GUYS AS LONG AS I DON'T TALK TO ANYONE BUT BELLA!!!!!" said a crazy silver-blue haired boy around the girls' age.

The girl named Bella stood up with an apologetic expression overtaking her face. She walked over to the boy, and they exchanged a few words with him. They spoke in hushed voiced, although some words drifted over to the awaiting group of girls.

"...moving out...changing.....Bianca.....Peter......X-Men......"

Bella returned to the girls' circle, while Pietro walked back upstairs.

"What was that all about?" said the red-head.

"Oh, nothing!" Bella said with a smile, although her eyes seemed distracted,  and fear threatened to leap out from her lungs in the form of a scream. "So, where were we?"

As the girls continued on with their slumber party, a grown man and Pietro stood at the top of the staircase watching the scene that took place down below.

"Father, she's going to find out sooner or later. So why not tell her now?" Pietro asked, tearing his gaze away from the girls and focused on his father, instead.

"As soon as she finds out, our wealthy life will be over. She will tear this house, family, and everything else I care about apart brick by brick, person by person. Except us," his father answered, not looking up.

Pietro sighed, and allowed himself to look back at Bella. He hardly noticed his father leave his side for his bedroom.

Bella looked back up a him, and gave a smile that sent the message,"everything's going to be alright."

Pietro smiled back, sending the message, "I know."