A/N: I ended Chapter 11 in a cliffy, so heres your next update:D One person mentioned that I was parodying homosexuality. Please, I have no intention of doing that, I have nothing against homosexual people at all. Mike is weird because he has mental problems. Mike is an individual in acting weird, he does not represent the whole of the homosexual body. Does that make sense? For example, if a straight person was acting like Mike, would you say I was parodying all straight people? I hope that's cleared up. Thanks to all my reviewers! I hope you will enjoy this chapter!

Lolly

THEY ARE ALL HUMAN.

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Pursuit of Gaiety

Chapter 12

Confession

EPOV

Placing one foot in front of the other, I carefully made my way towards Bella, who was sprawled across of my bed, sobbing her heart out.

I bent over to sit beside her on the edge of the bed, placing one hand on her back hesitantly. She hadn't noticed I was there.

"Isaac," I gave her back one gentle pat.

"E-Edward?" Bella looked up at me; her beautiful heart-shaped face was stained with tears. I noticed that beside her, was an open black suitcase with shreds of paper inside. I could only guess what it used to be.

That vile Mike Newton.

An instant wave of anger flooded through me. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down, at least for Bella's sake. My sudden outburst would only bring her more confusion.

"Yes, I'm here. Please don't cry," I tried to smile easily at her. My smile dropped halfway, but she didn't seem to notice.

Without any warning, she collapsed into my arms and started a fresh round of sobbing. I could feel my chest becoming damper by the second. Burrowing her head into my collar, she started to mumble.

"Oh, Edward, all I'd ever wanted was to do that exam. And do well. And-and this morning, in the exam room, all my sheets were in shreds. What happened? They were fine last night."

"Mike Newton," I informed her. I started to stroke her short brown hair awkwardly.

"M-mike?" She looked up at my face; a hint of curiosity lit her eyebrows. I could almost see a light bulb going on over her head.

"Yes, Mike did this. I overheard him in a classroom, bragging. He seems to think that you were trying to steal me away from him, or something of the sort," I explained to her. Just the reminder of the encounter with Mike Newton made me fume.

"Oh," Bella sighed.

"Isaac, aren't you going to confront him?" I groaned in frustration. Mike couldn't be let off the hook this easily.

She sighed and lowered her eyelids. "Would it help at all?"

"I don't think so," Mike wouldn't have cared at all. Bella and I both knew that clearly. "But you're not just going to let him get away with it that easily, are you?"

"What can I do?" Tears began to form in her eyes as she shook her head helplessly. "My dream, it's over."

I didn't know what came over me; rage seemed to have taken over. I abruptly stood up, knocking Bella sideways.

Bella Swan had worked hard for her dream. Her persistence in Music class, her long hours of practicing, transferring to a boys' school …

No, it couldn't all be ruined by a petty Mike Newton.

"Isaac, I'm going somewhere now, stay here," I told her.

"Oh, right, your exam, it's probably time for your own exam now. Good luck," she tried to smile, half-heartedly and held up a weak thumbs-up.

I had forgotten all about my own exam until she'd mentioned it. For a brief while, I considered going back for my exam, after all, I'd worked hard too, but adrenaline pushed at me away from that thought. I had to help Bella. It's now or never, I decided.

"No, I'm not going to do my exam." I told her truthfully.

"You're not? Why?" Her voice rose as she questioned me, looking up again.

"I'm going to take care of Mike Newton," I gave her hair one last ruffle and headed for the door.

"Wh-what?" I could just hear her voice in the distance. I started running towards school.

I skidded past the rooms until at last, the music block appeared. I turned at the doorway and flew up the stairs.

I needed a microphone and a recorder. I searched through the pile of old, mini microphones that we had used last year for a computer semi exam and looked through another box with spare recorders in it. Taping the microphone on the inside of the collar and pulling the wire through my shirt, I clipped the recorder in the back pocket of my pants. I was all set to go.

I ran around the school until at last, I found Mike Newton. He was in the bathrooms applying a powder to his cheeks and admiring himself in the mirror.

"Mike," I greeted him cautiously as I carefully pressed the 'record' button on the recorder. Mike needed to confess what he had done to Bella.

"Oh, my! My sexy Eddie-Poo! How lovely of you to join me, my manly man!" Mike grinned and batted his heavy eyelashes.

I nearly vomited in my own mouth.

"Hello Mike. Could you please tell me once again what you did to Isaac's piano sheets that he'd needed for the Music exam?" I tried to coax Mike.

"Don't mention his name! We hardly ever get time alone, just you and I … Let him not spoil our mood …" Mike inched closer towards me and tried to brush my cheek. I shuffled in discomfort.

"Just say it, and we can, uh, get into the mood."

"Why do you want me to say it?" Mike asked, moving his finger down to the corner of my mouth. He proved to be not as stupid as I had always thought. I cringed. Now was not the right moment for Mike to act smart.

"I … Just want to hear it again," I tried pitifully. I could feel him peering at me oddly.

A slow, sly grin spread across Mike's face all of a sudden. It unnerved me.

What was he thinking about?

"It is okay. I can say it. Just on one condition, Eddie-Poo," Mike slowly pronounced his words for emphasize, waving his arms about.

I inched closer this time, curious. "What condition?"

"Kiss me."

He pointed to his pouty, heavily glossed lips.

I cringed again as I glanced at them. They looked awfully vile.

"Just kiss me and I'll tell you the truth, everything that happened," Mike attempted to make his voice seductive as he puckered his lips. He failed miserably.

"Isn't there anything else I can do?" I almost pleaded. Just the thought of my lips on those fish slimes made me squirm.

"No, kiss me, my baby Eddie-Poo, that's all you can do now," Mike insisted, making kissing movements.

I sighed in defeat. I had to do this. For Bella. Her dream can't be shattered just because I refused to kiss a boy. A vile boy. The vile Mike Newton.

"Fine, I'll do it. But you must keep your side of the deal," I gulped as Mike nodded dismisively and moved closer to my face.

Our lips touched within five seconds and I could feel the slime slobbering on my lips. His saliva was everywhere, pushing against my lips. His lip gloss smothered my face as he gnawed at my lips. I tried to pull away instantly but Mike grabbed at the back of my head with both his hands, holding me hostage. He was stronger than I had thought. Suddenly, something even slimier pushed against my lips, trying to force them open. It was Mike's tongue. I pressed my lips together and hoped for him to hurry up.

Finally, he decided to pull away.

"Oh, Eddie-Poo, do you know how long I've been wanting to do that? That was great! I knew you would like it, too!" Mike squealed in delight. I wiped my lips in annoyance and disgust.

"Now, your side of the deal, Mike," I reminded him harshly. I needed a tissue, right now.

"Oh, don't get your boxers in a knit!" Mike giggled sickeningly, tapping my nose with his index finger. "Okay, okay. Why do you want me to say it, anyway? We should kiss again. Now, Eddie-Poo, open your mouth this time so our tongues can explore each other's mouths. It'll be better than before, I swear, my baby Poo-Poo Ed-Ed!"

"Mike, just keep your side of the deal." I growled through clenched teeth. He was pushing his luck. I had just wasted my first kiss on Mike Newton and felt awfully cheated.

"Fine. I ripped up Isaac's stupid piano sheets so he wouldn't be able to do the exam. Serves him right, that freak. Trying to steal my Eddie-Poo away from me," Mike announced in one breath and tried to dazzle me again, fluttering his eyelashes and pursing his lips.

"Great! Good-Bye, Mike," A smile crept up my face as he finished his last sentence. My deed was done here. I started to turn.

"Hey, Eddie-Poo! Want to kiss again? Come on, don't go now! We'll have so much fun!" Mike whined, trying to get a firm grip on my sleeve, but I was already too far away, running for my life.

I clutched at the recorder in triumph. Bella was saved. As soon as the examiners heard this, they would let Bella redo her exam. Her dream was saved.

I smiled to myself as I headed towards the examination hall.

That's two that Bella owes me now.

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