Disclaimer: I'd watch my back if I were to claim this story. Cuz my name is so not Stephanie Meyer. And I don't own YouTube either oh overlord Google. Please don't sue.

It had all started when I was invited to a Halloween thrown by James Gallagher. It was seniors only and a few select underclassmen. I felt lucky to have this opportunity (once again) and could only eagerly await for the day to arrive.

James was a bit creepy. He had special permission from the school board to carry a camera with him at all times even on school grounds and during class. Something about "emotional issues" but we all knew it was just so he could catch the rest of the student body doing something embarrassing. His girlfriend Victoria Ohal was annoying as shit but as long as you didn't bother her she wouldn't claw your eyes out. They hung out with the French transfer student Laurent who looked as if he couldn't wait to flee America as soon as possible. No one really knew how they became friends.

I was so happy though. This was the first party I'd attend that wasn't thrown by the school. On the day of the party I dressed as Tinkerbell since people were forever calling me the hyper pixie. I'm not that short! But I digress. I had dressed as Tinkerbell for Halloween and was meeting up with Angela before the party.

I arrived at Bryant Park where Angela was waiting for me. She was sitting at one of the little tables they provided with a boy I'd never talked to but had seen before. I sat next to her and greeted her warmly. I was staring at the boy when it all clicked. I laughed out loud when she told me she was going as Pocahontas this year because I suddenly realized who was sitting next to her.

His name was Jacob Black and he was the only Native American at the whole school. The other kids gave him shit and called him a Casino Indian because his mother was of the Mohegan tribe of Connecticut. You know the ones with the Mohegan Sun casino? I think he was originally from Washington but when his mother left his father she took him with her. I believe I heard that his father was of the Quileute tribe. He was actually dressed as an Indian Warrior so the two of them together was really cute.

"Angela why is Jacob here?" I asked. "We're dating" she replied. I raised an eyebrow at her and then started laughing again. They both stared at me. "You two just look so cute together" I told them. I managed to catch my breath before turning to Angela again. "So when did you two start going out?" I inquired. She blushed this time before answering. "The beginning of October" I smacked her arm. "Why didn't you tell me you were dating anybody?" I smirked at her. Jacob looked alarmed but Angela laughed this time around and replied "Cuz I wanted to have time with him before I started sharing him with my friends." I smirked at her then turned to Jacob. "Sharing him with friends huh? Hey Jacob, come sit next to me" The expression on his face was priceless. Angela started laughing harder. She punched my arm before saying "See? This is why I didn't want to tell you about him. You're a whore" Jacob looked less like a warrior then and more like a little boy caught in a shark tank. It was hilarious.

I decided to take pity on him. "Dude, why so serious? We're just messing with you. No worries." That calmed him down. He then smirked at us and started laughing. All three of stayed there a little while just talking before we all left for the party. We grabbed a cab and went to James's.

When we got there the party was in full swing. I was accosted at the door by Emmett and Rosalie. I waved Angela and Jacob off before following these two. We went to the open bar that James had set up on one side of the room. I looked at all the bottles lining the walls but I didn't know what to get seeing that I've never drank before.

I looked at Emmett. "Ems what do you think I should get?" He grinned mischievously at me before replying "Well seeing that you're still a growing girl why don't we get you a white Russian? You need all the help you can get." Rosalie just snorted and tried to stop herself from laughing. I was confused. Why would a white Russian help me grow? Rosalie seeing my expression explained. "A white Russian is a drink made with coffee liquor, vodka, and cream." Now I knew why he had said that to me. Whirling around I hit Emmett repeatedly in the back and called him an asshole. "Asshole" I muttered one more time when he handed me the drink. I took a sip. Fuck. It was good. They were both smirking at me now as they watched me take a sip. "Assholes. It's fucking good" They both laughed at me. Rosalie and Emmett then ordered drinks for themselves. "Ya know if you think that was good you should try the Baileys or Kaluha straight up." Rosalie told me after sipping her drink. I finished my Russian and then proceeded to order a shot of both. Fuck me. They were both good. We hung out at the bar for awhile. All of us steadily downing drinks. They went off to do whatever those two do. This is not something I really wanted to think about, no matter what state I'm in.

I really don't remember what happened for the rest of the night. All I knew was when I woke up my head was fucking killing me. I don't even know how I got home but I felt Angela had something to do with it. I love that girl. I sprinted down the hallway to the bathroom as the urge to vomit overtook me. I barely made it. I was in bed for the rest of the day. Only leaving to throw up and get some water. The next day was Sunday. I got up and checked my phone. There was a text from Angela.

That party was off the chain. I really would love to do that again girl. BTW I think you should check out James's page. There is something I think you need to see. ~ Angela

I can't remember shit about that party but it was all good ~ Alice

I crawled out of bed and headed to my laptop. This was one of the few privileges my mother could indulge in for me. When it finally turned on I went to YouTube and straight to James's page. There was new video called Party Confessions. I clicked it.

You could see the camera shakily enough through the camera. There were a few people who said some stupid stuff because they were drunk. Then it went around the party once again. The camera focused on me. I started to shake my head. I hope I didn't say anything too stupid. Suddenly you could hear James's voice over the music.

"Hello Alice. Is there any deep dark secrets you'd like to tell the little camera?"

You could see stumble towards him. "Yes." I heard myself say. "But you gotta promise you won't tell anybody" You could clearly see I was drunk out of my mind. I heard James chuckle. "Sure." He said "What do you got?" I stumbled forward again and my hand went off screen. It looked like I grabbed his shoulder. "You gotta promise you won't tell anybody" I repeated. I guess he nodded because I replied. "You wanna know my secret? Ok." I hiccupped in the video. I can't believe I was that drunk. "My big dark secret is that I'm in love with Bella Swan." "Edward Cullen's girlfriend?" I heard him ask. My screen self nodded. James turned the camera on himself this time. " you heard it here first folks. Alice Brandon the Bronx girl is in love with Bella Swan girlfriend to our star student Edward Cullen" And with that the screen turned black.

Oh. My. God. I prayed no one in school saw that. I flagged the video and hoped they would remove it before anymore damage was done. Fuck. Me. And my life. I really wasn't looking forward to school tomorrow.

And with that video my life as the Titanic sank.