Author's Note: I saw Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix yesterday (I'm assuming when I post this, Wednesday will be yesterday lol)! You know…Harry Potter bigggggggggggg fan here! Anyway, there were a few parts I was very upset that they didn't put in…:( but I could tell they tried, except for Quidditch and everything that came with it, (i.e. Harry, Fred, and George's ban) but putting my pickiness aside, I loved it. I can't wait for the seventh book!! With that being said, please enjoy the chapter. Sorry for the wait.

Daniel waited for Rebecca at her locker shortly after the last bell. He hadn't spoken to her since lunch, and he was afraid that she, despite her reaction, might have been scared off by his secret.

"Hey," he said nervously, smiling at her when she arrived.

"Hi," she said, forcing a smile. "Want to come to my house again today? Or…will it be a problem for your mom?"

"Definitely, and no, she's at the doctor with my sister," he said, shuffling his feet anxiously while she double-checked her bag.

"Let's go," she said, pushing her hair out of her eyes.

Rebecca and Daniel decided to walk again instead of taking the bus, mainly because Daniel wanted to make sure she was okay, and he thought taking a long walk would help get in some conversation. However, they were a few houses down from Rebecca's before a word was spoken.

Rebecca bit her lip, sticking her hands into her pockets. She turned to her friend with a sigh. "Listen, I know what you think. I'm against you because of what you told me," she said, looking down at her shoes.

Daniel nodded. "Yeah, that's kind of what I got from your behavior," he admitted dejectedly.

"I have no problem with homosexuals," she said, looking back up at him with her first real smile of the day. "It's just…this situation is too comical for me, even though I'm upset about it."

Daniel looked positively baffled. "It's…funny?"

Rebecca wondered how to say to explain to him about her parents. After all, she was sure he would have no problem with it now, but it still seemed somewhat hard to say.

"My dad is gay," she said quietly, looking again at the grass below her.

They'd arrived on Rebecca's front lawn. Daniel had to take a seat after she said that. "Seriously?" he asked, sounding more interested than shocked.

"Seriously," she replied, trying to better understand his reaction. "He's married," she went on, "but…oh my gosh, I have a lot to explain, don't I?"

Daniel nodded. "I'm sure you do."

Rebecca got up from the grass, holding her hand out for Daniel to do the same. She felt his nervousness coursing through his body. He always felt so unwanted while walking into her large home.

"It's okay," she told him, walking with him to the front door.

Rebecca opened the door, seriously hoping that her father was being extremely pregnant-like. Therefore, the details would be so much easier.

"Hey, dad," she said with a smile.

Marco was sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the wall. "You okay?" she asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said, sighing. "Just worried about…Dylan," he said hesitantly, wondering how he should address his husband in front of Daniel.

"Why?" she asked, confused, pulling Daniel further into the house. She stood in front of Marco. "What happened?"

"He got hurt during the game," said Marco, rolling his eyes. "I'm sure he's okay, but it still irks me that he just says 'I'm in the emergency room, but I'm totally fine.'"

"Are you waiting for him to call?" asked Rebecca, glancing at Daniel to see if he still looked as shy as he did when he came in. He certainly did. She was going to have to let him see that, though enormous, her house really wasn't that intimidating.

"Yes," he said miserably, switching positions so that he was watching the floor lying down instead of the wall while sitting up.

"We'll be upstairs, then," said Rebecca, dragging the boy right up with her.

Rebecca walked to her bedroom, stopping for a moment to admire the hallway. She'd never paid any attention to it before, of course, but after all of Daniel's comments were made, she was really starting to think about how good she had it.

She closed the door, and she took a seat in her computer chair, as always, while Daniel took the bed. "So, you were serious?" he asked, lying down on his side, his head touching the backboard.

Rebecca turned on her computer. "No, hon, I was joking," she said, rolling her eyes good-naturedly. She was upset about what had happened, but if he wasn't going to mention it anymore, neither was she.

She watched his eyes search her face for a moment, as if he wanted to ask something, but didn't know if it would be okay. Finally, he took a deep breath. "Tell me more, please."

Rebecca smiled, typing in her user password before turning back around. "Well, my mom died when I was young, I told you," she said, waiting for a sign that he recalled it. He nodded. "Well, she and my dad weren't in contact or whatever when she committed suicide, so my mom's brother…in other words, my uncle, and his husband…my dad, Marco, took me in."

"Wait…your dad, Marco, your uncle's husband…Becky, I'm so confused," he said, laughing a bit. "What?"

"Okay, well," she said, letting her computer service continue to start up while she walked over to sit in the spot he'd left on her bed. He immediately scooted over.

"You see, I've called him my dad ever since I can remember…and my real dad never cared about me. Like I told you, my parents, meaning Marco and Dylan, almost got divorced…"

"Right," said Daniel, moving into a sitting position. "That's when I became so confused, honestly."

She nodded. "Yes, but they got back together, and all was good. My uncle is actually a professional Hockey player…"

Rebecca told all that she could remember from her past and present, as Daniel's eyes grew wider after almost each and every statement.

"Here's the part you're not going to believe, and if you do, I'll think you're just as crazy as I am: My dad is pregnant. No joking here," she said, holding her hands up defensively.

Daniel looked more taken aback than ever before. "I feel like God moved me here for a reason," he said, laughing. "Either I was supposed to meet you for a friend…or just…to walk into some fantasy world."

Rebecca got up to walk back to her computer. "Well, it is true."

"For some reason," he said slowly, shaking his head as if he couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth, "I actually believe that."

"Welcome to the craziest family you'll ever meet," she said, turning to sign onto her name. Suddenly, she didn't feel so okay. Daniel didn't notice her sudden absence of attitude, but she realized, painfully, as she thought of him dating someone, she liked him a lot more than she thought.

Rebecca spent most of her time with Daniel that day filling him in on the way her life runs, since she had nothing to leave out anymore, and how basically, besides losing friends, it was no different than living with straight parents, or parent, in his case. He seemed to find everything she said very enlightening, and was happy when she said there were absolutely no ill feelings about how he didn't feel the same way she did about her. She even told him she didn't like him that way that much…which was a complete lie.

"Well, I've got to get home. I'm sure my mom is back by now," he said, not sounding too glad about it.

Rebecca nodded, taking him downstairs. "Next time I'm here, I get a tour, okay?" he said, smiling.

"Bye," said Rebecca, hugging him firmly with a forced smile. "See you tomorrow."

"Finally Friday," he said, raising his hands to the ceiling, praising.

"Definitely," she said, waiting for him to just leave.

"Tell your dad I said good-bye," he said, opening the door.

Rebecca nodded, closing her eyes. 'Just go.'

As soon as he closed the door, Rebecca's eyes flipped open, and she was left staring at the door, tears in her eyes. She took a few short breaths, doubting it would prevent anything.

"I don't think staring at the door will make him come back," said Marco, coming into the living room behind her with a bowl of popcorn in his hand.

"Dad, just…don't right now," she said, waiting for the tears to stop before she turned back around. "Okay?"

Marco walked over to her, putting his hand on her shoulder. "Becky…"

"Just," she said, turning around for a split second before deciding against it, turning back around, and walking back up the stairs, "just leave me alone."

"Rebecca!" Marco called when she got to the top of the stairs. "What's wrong?" he asked, realizing she was crying.

"Leave me alone!" she shouted again, leaning over the banister. "Dad, just…you are the last person I want to talk to right now."

Marco looked hurt, staring at his surrogate daughter from below. Rebecca barely knew what she was saying anymore.

"Daniel doesn't like me, and it's all because…because he's like…and you are too… I just," she paused, looking angrily down the hall to her room, "I can't take this anymore!" she screamed.

Though Marco didn't understand what she was saying, he watched mournfully as she walked to her room, wishing he could say something that would make them both feel better.

Author's Note: Again, sorry for the wait. I hope you liked it anyway :) Please review. I may not be updating any of my stories for a couple of days. I'm sorry. I'm having the whole family in New York here…so yeah.