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Chapter 6- Uh Oh
Bella POV

I was handed the bottle by Alice, and told to spin it. Kids clustered around me, talking anxiously, waiting to see who I would have to kiss. It could be anyone, I thought, I looked over at Alice for support but saw she was exchanging a look with her brother. Edward's eyes tightened, and his nostrils flared. He stood up, Emmett jumped up too and tried to convince him to sit down, but he knocked Emmett's hand away, and walked away. Alice nodded to Emmett and he sat back down.

"Bella, we could be here all night. And trust me, I'm not a very good kisser when I'm tired." His family all rolled their eyes.

My breathing hitched as I laid the bottle on the floor.

I mean good God, I could have to kiss Alice! I screamed at myself in my head. Lauren, Mike, Conner, Tyler, Eric, Jess, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett…..anyone could be the unlucky person who I would have to lip lock with. I've never even been kissed before! The rambling inside my head went on and on. I moved my hand over the bottle, then took it off, everyone sighed. Bella if you don't do this, you'll regret it. And I knew I would. I had always played it safe, never making a risky decision. I was done with playing it safe. My hand came down on the bottle and before I could come to my senses, the bottle was spinning.

Around, and around, and around…. It passed everyone and then started again. It started to slow, that evil little thing, and I closed my eyes. I distinctly heard when it stopped and everyone huffed. Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw the bottle pointing to…..me. Crap. I sighed and looked to Alice. She was in another dazed face. Emmett spoke up for her.

"Uh, Bella spin again." He told me, smiling and licking his lips. Rosalie glared at him and smacked him on the head.

I was mad now. Why couldn't the damn bottle just land on someone already?! I mean, was it truly trying to torture me? I spun it hard again, and the familiar sound of the bottle spinning on Mike's floor boards didn't scare me as much as it angered me. Spin, spin, spin, I knew how it would go, what I didn't know wa- WHAT! The bottle had landed on Mike Newton! Mike smiled at me, seeming kind of tipsy. He reached over to me and then froze, halfway through, that green color coming over him again. Mike's hand flew to his mouth, and he jolted from the room. I heard the bathroom door slam and Mike throwing up again. I stood gaping, not sure of what to do. There was not a snow ball's chance in hell I was spinning it again. Emmett looked at where Mike had been sitting and seemed to glance straight threw it. Emmett grinned.

"Well Bella, you're a lucky girl tonight." He said, turning back to me. I gave him a look that questioned his sanity.

"Edward, Bella, it's time." My breathing stopped. Tim e for what? What is Emmett talking about? I looked at where Mike was sitting and suddenly I realized it. Edward was directly in back of Mike spot, leaning non-chalantly against the door frame. He had obviously come to see who would be kissing who, but the bottle was pointing right at him. Edward's head snapped to Emmett so fast I thought it was going to fly off. And then he made some sound….it sounded sort of like a growl. Edward growls?

"Emmett." The way Edward said his name sounded like a threat, as if daring him to continue. Emmett had a completely innocent expression.

"It's the game, Eddie. Not me." Everyone laughed at Edward's nickname. Edward sighed. And then he totally surprised me. He walked over to me and kneeled down in front of me, rocking back on his heels. He seemed unsure of what to do, like he had never kissed someone before. Edward leaned forward, his face just inches from my face, and it sounded as if he stopped breathing. He leaned forward and suddenly his lips were against mine.

Edward, Edward, Edward, was the only thing in my head as his lips softly and hesitantly touched mine.

All hell broke loose after that.

Kids hollered and hooted at us, and I faintly heard Mike comeback and demand to know why 'Cullen's kissing her?'

But that's not what I was talking about.

I was talking about me.

My hands found their way in Edward's hair, entangling themselves and pulling his face closer to mine, my breath started coming in short gasps, and suddenly I felt two restraining hands on my face. He gently pushed me away, carefully and slowly. I suddenly realized what I had just done, and blood pooled to my face. I looked down, refusing to meet Edward's eyes.

"She was suppose to kiss me!" Mike bellowed stomping over to me. Right before he got to me, Edward stood up and placed a hand on his chest.

"I don't think she wants to kiss you, Mike." Edward told him, his voice strong and confident rang threw the house. I couldn't figure out what was off until I looked around us, everyone had come to watch. There wasn't any drunk guys in the yard, yelling random things, or girls gathered together talking about how dreamy the football players were, they were all here, quite. Mike stared at Edward like he had three heads, then shoved his hand away.

"Bella should make that decision, what are you anyway? Her security guard?" Mike asked Edward as he started towards me again.

"Bella, tell Eddie here that you want to kiss me." Mike urged me.

"I-I don't want to kiss you, Mike. Your drunk. And even if you weren't I'm not sure I would." The last part was a lie, I was quite sure that I would never want to kiss Mike Newton.

"Whatever. Jess!" Mike turned on Jess, and she was enthusiastic at this.

Edward turned to me, looking at me with something I've never seen before in those butterscotch eyes of his.

"So Bella, how about you spin the bottle on me next?" Tyler hollered from across the room, and of course, laughter broke out. I walked to Alice, my hands shaking slightly, my legs feeling like jelly.

"Alice?" I asked her, standing in front of her small frame.

"What is it, Bella?" Alice asked me, placing her small hand on my arm, a gesture that was suppose to bring comfort.

"Can you take me home?" I asked her, my voice breaking at the end. I felt like crying. I had just totally embarrassed myself in front of the entire school, and to top it all off, Edward had to pry me off him! I was mortified, I wanted nothing more than to go home.

"Of course Bella." Alice hugged me. At that exact moment Mike screamed at the top of his lungs:

"All right everyone out!" I wondered why he was screaming this, then saw a bunch of football players crowding around him, making fun of him for me rejecting him. Guilt flooded threw me for a second, knowing that at school he would be torn apart for this, but then taking comfort in the fact that if I didn't say what I did, worse things could have happened for both of us. I looked at the clock and saw it was half past eleven, time to go.

"Bella do you want to ride in my car, or….." She trailed off. I knew her unfinished sentence was "Bella do you want to ride in my car, or Edward's?" .

"Yours." I told her sternly. She nodded and left me for one second, telling me she just had to tell Jasper to get a ride with Edward. I felt bad about that too, making things harder for the other Cullens, just for me. Another reason to cry. I felt tears well up in my eyes, and I tried to blink them back, but a few leaked out, and I reached up to wipe them away, only someone else did too.

I looked up into Edward's eyes, as he took his hand away.

"Why?" I squeaked out.

"Because I didn't want you to think I was a jerk for not wanting to kiss you, it was quite the opposite." He smiled his crooked smile, the one I loved.

"I could never think you were a jerk." I told him, my voice sounding high pitched and sort of whiny.

"No, you're to good for something like that. But I wouldn't want that thought to even be in your head, all the same. I did want to kiss you, it was just I have a, condition, if you will, and well, sometimes it especially hard to deal with this, condition." He was basically speaking Japanese (sam, speaking japan, sorry, inside joke), to me for all the sense he was making.

I must have had a question mark on my face. "I'm not making sense, am I?" He guessed, smirking. I shook my head, it was easier then talking.

"No. I thought not. I'll take you home now." He gestured to his car.

"I have to tell Alice," I mumbled.

"She already knows." He told me, and I saw Alice standing in Mike's doorway, waving.