Edward and I have been best friends ever since seventh grade when he moved here. We hit it off instantly. We're completely opposite from each other. Edward was the typical party go-er. I guess, and I'm well, not. When I say we're opposites I mean it. But I guess in this case opposites attract.

He was everything I'm not. Insanely beautiful, talented, perfect. Basically everything a girl can imagine. He was the whole package deal. I bet if he was on E-bay for sale, he'd go for a million dollars. Well, maybe not quite a million, but pretty close.

Now, in senior in high school I hung out with all boys, minus Alice, and Edward's girlfriends, and Rosalie, but she doesn't really count since we are sort of not even acquaintances. Anyway, my point is I hangout with mostly boys. Just the typical group. Emmet, Jasper, Edward. But Edward and I are inseparable. We do everything practically everything together.

Realizing that my time was limited with Edward since over we're going to go to different colleges, I was getting pretty frantic. I'm going to miss my best friend. He's not only my best friend. He's my lover. I love him. Yeah, we've been best friends for like six years and I haven't told him how I felt about him. It's not like he'd return the favor. He's a freaking super model, and has freaking girlfriends that would put Victoria Secret's models a run for their money. I don't understand how he finds them. Maybe he has a pretty-girl-radar. Maybe I'm not on his "radar." I'm just the plain and ordinary. Brown curly hair, brown eyes, pale skin. Not your typical average Victoria Secret model.

My point is I'm just going to have to flat out tell him I'm in love with him. And, that's what I was doing in front of mirror waiting for Edward to come over after basketball practice. This is what we do everyday after school, we hangout at each other's houses and do homework. But while I was waiting I became a nervous wreck. I don't know what I'm going to say, or when I'm going to say it. Maybe after we do our homework? Maybe I should just kiss him right when he walks in the door and confess then. Or is that too dramatic?

I abruptly stopped in my thoughts when I heard a knock on the door. I sighed to myself and gave myself a mental pep talk while I was going down the stairs. My pep talk was a fail when I answered the door. Nothing's better than a sweaty Edward after practice. His hair is more messy than usual, his skin glistens in the light and his eyes are brighter than normal. But it's not gross. It's actually pretty dang sexy if you want to ask me. And finally, no, he doesn't stink. He smells…sweet maybe? But not like B.O.

He grinned his crooked smile at me. My heart sped up a little; I ignored it and smiled in return. He threw his practice stuff against the wall by the door and grabbed his book bag and tossed it on the nearest kitchen chair.

"Ready to knockout some homework?" He asked.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I said in return.

He finished his homework, but I was just starting math. I'm dumber than a box of rocks when it comes to this. I guess that's what Edward's for, I suppose. He helped me through it and we finished just in time because that's when Charlie walked in.

"Hey, dad." I said.

"Hey, Char-lay." Edward said

Dad cracked a smile. "Hey, kids."

"Dad, its F.Y.O tonight for dinner. But, don't use the stove. For the life of us, don't use the stove." I said.

Dad shrugged. "Alright."

"Well, we're going to go upstairs now." I said.

"Okay." Dad said.

Edward and I walked up the stairs and him and I laid in my bed. It's perfectly normal for us. Edward turned his head towards me to talk to me. I kept my head straight because I'm afraid if I turn my head to look at him I'm going to kiss him.

"Hey." Edward said smiling.

'Hi." I said.

"I need to talk to you about something…" He said a little bit nervously.

"What about…?" I asked. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye.

"Um. This isn't going to be easy to do."

"Just c'mon Edward." I said.

"Alright, see, you know Tanya?"

"Duh. Everyone does…" I said a little icily. To sum it all up she's a Victoria Secret model with strawberry blonde hair and some freckles, instead of the average blonde haired and no freckles.

Ignoring my comment, he went on. "Well, she wants to date me, and see, I don't want too…"

I stopped him right there. "You don't want to date her. Why?"

Ignoring me once again. "And she won't get off my back, and maybe if I get a girlfriend she'd get off my back." He said.

I rolled my eyes. "So, what's your point to all of this?'

He gulped. "That's where you come in, Bella. I want you to be my pretend girlfriend."

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