Disclaimer: I do not own twilight, which, yes, sucks. BUT Stephenie Meyer owns it, so does that still suck for me? YES.

AN: Just to clear things up, I made a mistake last chapter. They are in their Sophomore Year (10th grade), not Junior year…

EPOV:

"Yes, dad, I promise I'm not having a party," I lied for the 12th time in a row…

Could they stop asking questions and just leave already?

"I trust you, Edward. No parties."

"Okay, dad." I answered.

I heard their cab pull up, and inwardly smiled.

"Bye, Honey," said my mom as they went out the door.

I looked out the window and watched the car pull away.

When it was out of sight, I screamed "Finally!"

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There was a knock on the door, and I opened it up to see my Bella.

I instantly smiled. I already knew that tonight was the night.

"Hey, Bella."

"Hey," she waved

She stood there, staring at my eyes, again.

But I was staring back. If only she knew.

I decided to speak up. It was going too be awkward enough tonight, why make it awkward now?

"Okay, I managed to convince my parents that I wasn't having a party tonight, and we can't forget that they are going to be back tomorrow at noon, so the house needs to be cleaned up by then. Are you still going to help me?" I said, now looking at her fully.

She looked in my eyes again and then blushed before nodding.

"Great."

"You want to help me set up the drinks and stuff?"

She nodded again. She looked so nervous. Why was SHE nervous? She wasn't the one who was going to tell her best friend that she loved them, was she? Now I had a reason to be nervous. What if she said she didn't love me back?

"Are you okay? Why haven't you talked this whole time? Is something wrong?" I said, hearing my own nervousness in my voice. I just hoped she couldn't hear it.

"I…I'm fine, why?" she said, looking suspicious and worried now. Worried about what, I wonder.

"Oh, nothing," I said, feeling the blood rush to my cheeks, giving away my lie.

"Uh, okay, but you know that you have to tell me sooner or later, right?" She said

"What? I told you everything Bella…What would I have to tell you?" I said in a rush, trying to get off this subject.

"Alright, Edward, I know you're lying. I won't pressure you right now, but do you promise to tell me later?" she said, sighing.

I looked at her nervously once more before nodding a yes. I already knew I was going to tell her tonight. She didn't need to confirm it.

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Everyone had arrived here already, and I mean everyone.

For someone unpopular, I was sure popular tonight. Even Emmett, Rosalie, Alice and Jasper showed up.

(AN: Emmett is the football captain, Rose is the head cheerleader, Alice is the girl who is friends with everyone, and Jasper is popular because he is Alice's boyfriend. Rose and Emmett, and Jasper and Alice, is already together.)

I was actually talking to Emmett right now, surprised that he was here.

"So, dude, a guy like you has to like someone, right? I'm sure that by the end of tonight you will." He said

"Lets hope," I said, staring at Bella, once again. She was talking to someone from the reservation. I didn't even notice they showed up.

Emmett followed my stare, shocked at what I was looking at.

"Aw, man, you don't like her, do you? She's a total freak. If you are with her, you aren't ever gonna be popular."

I stared at him speechless. Of course I wanted to be popular, that's why I had this party; But what about Bella? I liked her, even loved her, and I couldn't date her if I wanted to be popular? Even some people from reservation; I'm really surprised that my parents didn't find out, with the word traveling all the way to La Push and all…

"How did you know I liked her?"

"You just told me." He said, smiling

"So why cant I be with her?" I asked

"Because she is totally ugly; I mean, she has zits, she has frizzy hair, and she is STILL chubby? How CAN you like her?"

I was so mad at him, but I so badly wanted to be popular. And I already knew Bella didn't love me back, so I guess I could just try not to like her; If that was possible.

"She's my best friend."

"Well, dude, if you want to be popular, then please, get rid of her."

"Get rid of her? How?" I asked

Now, don't get me wrong… I really didn't want to get rid of her, I wanted her in my life forever. But forever can wait, right?

"Tell her you hate her."

I hate her? I couldn't tell her that. It would hurt her too much.

I shook my head at him, and then said "Nope. Any other way?"

"Well…" he said pondering it, "You could tell her that you were…gay."

I almost choked on my beer. GAY?!

"I'm sorry, what?" I said

"Tell her your gay. If you want girls like that," he said pointing to Jessica, "then you gotta do it, man."

I looked at Jessica, watching as Bella looked sad, then running up the stairs.

I mean, Bella, she was so nice and perfect on the inside. But Jessica, now she was pretty hot. She was the school slut, but still; she was hot.

"Okay, man, see you later?" I asked

He smiled, then nodded, walking away.

I had to think about this. I didn't know what to do.

I mean, Bella wasn't going anywhere, anytime soon, and I really wanted to be popular.

I went towards the stairs, I needed to go to my room. It was the only place that I could think.

I slammed the door shut, only to find Bella laying on my bed.

And made my decision.

"Bella?" I said, "You know that thing that I promised to tell you?"

"Yeah…?" she said confused.

"Well, I want to tell you right now."

"I have to tell you something too, Edward…" she said nervously, biting her lip. Was she going too say she loved me too?

No, she could never love me.

"Oh?" I said, suprised

"Yeah, but you can go first."

"Bella?" I said, looking at her. "I'm Gay." This could NOT be happening. Why would I resort to this.

She froze for a long time, and I didn't know what was wrong with her, so I tried to talk to her, hoping she was fine.

"Bella? Can you please say something? Please? I want to make sure your okay…"

"Your-your, your what?!"

"Gay," I said, "And I understand if you don't want to talk to me ever again, and I really hope that that isn't the case, because you're my best friend…" I trailed off, hoping she wouldn't not talk to me, but at the same time, hoping she wouldn't.

"Edward." She said, turning my head toward hers, so I was looking at her. "I don't care if you're…gay." I flinched when she said it, I really wished I hadn't told her. "I don't even know why you think I would."

This night turned out horribly. Here I was just about to tell my best friend that I was in love with her, and I say that I'm gay?

I can't believe that I told her I was GAY. How could I do that?

I wish I could go back.

I was going to tell her that I loved her, not that I didn't like girls; not that I was gay.

What was wrong with me? What the HELL was wrong with me?

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