Author's Note:

This is a short chapter to bridge a gap and get into Bella's thoughts a little bit. At this point she kind of knows that her feelings for Rosalie are suspect. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 21- Am I Gay or Just Happy to See You?

The next day I went through the motions at school. Class to class, nothing special happened, aside from Rosalie Hale. I spent the day in confusion, an odd mixture of trying not to think about everything and obsessing about it at the same time. I started to wonder if I was losing my mind. Jasper noticed my elevated mood at lunch, he asked me if I was ok and sent a wave of calming vibes my way. I sloughed it off and pretended like I was stressed about a project.

My classes with Rosalie were confusing as ever. She acted normal, but I probably acted like a complete fool. I kept inspecting her when I felt like she wasn't looking. I was wondering what it was about her that I couldn't stop thinking about. She was indeed a goddess, that was a given, but the rest of the Cullen's were also incredible. Why didn't I lose my words, my breath, and my sanity with Edward? He was said to have been abnormally beautiful with his features, and sure he was like a model had a baby with an actual Greek god.

I didn't have this reaction with him though. There was a tension there, but it was never thoughtless. Everything I did and felt with her was natural. As if I were made to desire her. I was also confused about the fact that I never saw this until I was a vampire. I chalked it up to being into Edward before, a sort of blindness that came with loving him.

I examined her as she took notes in our class together; everything about her had me asking for more. She had been such an ass to me too. She was nothing but a stick in the mud before. Now she was a different person to me, she had evolved in my eyes so much. Had she been this beautiful creature all along?

She noticed me a couple times, and I looked away without explaining each time. I hoped that she thought nothing of it. One of the times she noticed me I saw her smile at me. It made me lose my thoughts.

I noticed that the Josh wasn't in our classes anymore. That was quick, I had expected to see him. I had prepared myself for the awkward glances.

I was more self-conscious than normal about changing in front of her in gym class. I was more aware of how I looked than I had been. I was more aware of where my eyes wanted to travel. I turned away to change, I felt almost disrespectful if I didn't turn away.

"So what have you two been up to?" she said when we walked into our last class. Her comment seemed light hearted enough, but her face seemed accusatory.

"Nothing, just the norm." Rosalie answered. Alice's eyes remained on me. I felt a little intimidated by them.

"I missed you yesterday in this period, did you enjoy your little trip?" She asked to Rosalie. She immediately gave me a look after her question.

"It was great, we went to my spot, just swam. Not too eventful." She answered unsuspectingly.

I wondered why she didn't treat me like this in our periods earlier. She seemed kind of normal. A little quiet, but I hadn't thought anything of it really.

"So did I miss anything yesterday?" I asked trying to soften her up.

"Oh, probably, I hardly ever pay attention to these classes anymore. I kind of know everything by now." She said looking into my eyes. There she went intimidating me again.

"Oh, well, I bet. You both probably know more than our teachers." I tried to make light of it.

Alice acted really awkward with me the rest of last class. She kept giving me glares and reacting oddly to everything I was saying in our conversation. It was like she thought I was keeping something from her.

By the end of the day I was questioning everything about myself. Had I just moved on from Edward? Had I not felt as deeply for Edward as I thought? Could it be possible that I feel for Rosalie? Do I see her as more than a good friend? Oh god, do I want her to be mine?

After school I said my goodbyes to the Cullen's, I think I sounded like an idiot when I told Rosalie. I was walking backwards away from her as I waved one last time when I turned to almost plow over Alice. I jumped when I saw her. She was looking at me with an angry expression.

"Bella Marie Swan, you and I need to talk." She said sternly.

"Yes?" I said scared.

"You better be tired early tonight. I will see you at eight o'clock sharp." She said. She didn't give me a chance to say anything back. She passed me and was getting in the car before I knew it.

I didn't put a ton of thought into her anger. I figured I upset her without trying. I mostly thought about what I had thought about all day as I cooked and prepared dinner. The more I thought about it the more I knew I needed to talk to someone about it. I thought I might try to talk to Alice about it all since she was my best friend. She was her sister and probably wouldn't have much to say, aside from the obvious objection, but I needed to get it out.

After Charlie ate I started getting nervous. I was scared to face Alice. I knew she was upstairs waiting. Probably watching the seconds go by on the clock. When seven fifty nine approached I had worked myself into a frenzy. Had I been human I would have had to shower from all the sweat that would have been coming out of me.

"You alright, Bells?" Charlie asked.

"Erm, yeah, I think I'm just tired. I'm going to go to bed."

"Ok, sleep tends to help that. Have a good night, hun." He said in the sweetest way he could. Charlie was never super natural with emotions.

I walked slower up the stairs than I probably ever did as a human. I turned the knob slowly and peaked into the room. I didn't see Alice. I walked in to look out the window to see if she was playing a cruel game on me.

"You have some explaining to do!" She startled me.

She had been sitting in the chair to the side of the door, and when I opened it I couldn't see her behind it. She had a habit of making me jump today. I turned to see her face, she had a stern look but when I looked at her she saw everything I felt in my expression. She saw all of the hurt, worry, confusion and angst. Her face softened into an almost comforting look. She walked came to me and scooped me into a hug. She had a way of knowing me.

"Alice, what if I am gay?"