Hey everyone! I just want you to know that this is the first time I am writing anything like this... Ever. The only things I have written have been essays for school. So, I apologize if its really bad (I don't have the best grammar or spelling all the time). Any help, ideas, or constructive criticism is welcome! Also, I have no idea how often I will be able to update. It will depend on when I can write or when I can think of something to actually write. However, I hope that I can update AT LEAST once every two weeks. If I find that I suck at this I still probably won't stop writing this story, because I'm writing it to get the idea out of my head. Lol. Who know! Oh! Here is the disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT!

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Chapter One:

Ugh. Why can't I find it? I just had it last night!

"Graham, have you seen my phone?" I yelled through the small apartment. My little man came strolling in with the cellphone securely attached to his ear. My baby had a slight tan, thanks to his father, and the softest floppy brown hair. It fell into his eyes all the time, but if I even tried to get it cut before it touched his shoulders I was in for an hour long lecture. "But moooom I want my hair to be like dads! His is by his ear too!" I've heard that argument more than I'd like to admit in his five years of life. His big brown eyes were wide and bright with laughter. For a five year old he sure knew a lot about my iPhone.

When he replied to my question he was still giggling at whatever was said in his conversation, "Yea, ma. I have it. I'm talking to dad."

"Mhmm. I can see that buddy, but you need to wrap it up. You're going to see him in like twenty minutes. I have to get going for my interview, unless you want your mom to live on the streets."

I could faintly hear Jacob, Graham's father, howling with laughter at our banter. While we are no longer together, we do still have a great relationship. Jacob and I have been friends since we were just a little older than Graham. Our dads, Charlie and Billy, are best friends. So, naturally Jacob and I became attached at the hip when I moved to Forks to live with my dad when I was seven. I was so sad when I first got here and Jacob was the one that helped me out of that sadness. He let me cry, talk, or even rant about how unfair it was that Renee was gone. He had gone through the same thing, and we bonded over it (as weird as that may be).

As time went on we just got closer and closer. The Dads, as Jake and I called them, always joked about us getting married and growing old together. When we were younger we thought that was just disgusting, I mean come on Jake was a boy and he had cooties! However, when we were seniors in high school and I had just broken up with my first (and only) boyfriend, James, we decided that it wouldn't be such a bad idea to try the whole dating each other thing out. We already knew that we got along, that we loved each other, and we were optimistic that it wouldn't be such a stretch to love each other in a different way. Needless to say, that did not work out. We just couldn't force ourselves to love each other romantically.

Before we figured that out, however, we had decided to be each other's firsts. On prom night no less; I know cliché, right? We actually broke of the dating thing maybe a week after that night. Come to find out that the birth control that I was using did not do its intended job. When I missed my period two weeks after we broke up I had no idea what to do. I was terrified. The only thing that came to my mind was that I had to tell Jake, it never crossed my mind not to. He was my rock and he would know what to do.

So, the next day I showed up at Jakes house with a drug store bag full of pregnancy tests. When he opened the door and saw the tears in my eyes, he didn't even ask what was wrong he just grabbed and hugged the life out of me. When I eventually settled down enough to actually talk, I told him that I had missed my period. At first I thought that he had turned into stone; he was just frozen for like five minutes. When he finally unfroze he went with me into the bathroom. I am telling you now, waiting for pregnancy test results were the longest two minutes of my life.

When we found out that I was indeed pregnant I was actually kind of excited. I had a PERSON growing inside of me! I knew right at that moment that I love my baby. Unsurprisingly, Jake felt the same way. Nine months of cravings, cramps, and mood swings later our beautiful baby boy was born. He was born on April 9, 2009; my little boy changed my life and I wouldn't wish for anything else!

I was brought out of my musings by Graham shaking my arm. "Mom, are you ready? Dad said when we get to his house we can play pirates, and don't touch the floor, and even the Wii! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" Each "c'mon" was punctuated with another tug on my arm.

"Airtight, alright. I'm coming." I giggled at him.

Graham drug me all the way to my black Chevy Blazer. When I got him situated in his booster seat, which he was getting too big for, we were off to La push so I could drop him off to Jake. As I pulled into the drive way, I saw Jake on his porch bouncing around. I could tell that he was just as excited to spend the whole day with his son as Graham was. As soon as I put the truck in park Graham was out of it running off to Jake. They shared a long hug, as if they hadn't seen each other just yesterday, causing me to laugh. Jake looked up and walked over to drag me into the hug as well. After my chuckles died down, they both let me go.

"So, Bells, how's it going? Are you nervous for the interview?" Jake asked.

"I'm doing ok, not that you don't already know that, and yea I guess I'm a little bit nervous. I don't know what I'm going to do if I don't get this job; I need to pay my bills."

"You know that if you need to you guys can stay here with me."

"Yea, yea. I know, but I'm an adult I should be able to do this on my own."

"You were Bells. It's not your fault that that jacka-"

"Jake! Just stop. I know ok? I'm just going to go now."

I turned to look at Graham, who had gotten out of Jake's hands at some point and was playing with Embry and Quil. Huh. I hadn't even realized that they were there. "Hey guys!"

"'Sup Bells." and "Yo." are the replies that I got. I just rolled my eyes at my two other best friends. They were very focused on trying to catch Graham; apparently they had gotten him into a game of tag.

"Hey Graham, come give mama so love for good luck at her interview." I yelled out to him.

He abruptly changed his path and was running at full speed to me. When he made it to me he jumped right into my arms (he was getting a little too big for this too!). He gave me a big sloppy kiss on my check and a hug that could have come from a big bear. "Good luck mama! I love your face."

I laughed at the silly saying that has come to be normal in our odd little family. One time tripping over my words and I would never forget it. I pretended to be offended the first few times that he and Jake kept saying it, but I secretly loved it. And now it was the only way we communicated our love. Geez, I love my family! "I love your face too buddy."

When I sat him back down he was running off again. Well, here goes nothing I thought as I got into my car and began driving to the address that I wrote down for Emmett McCarty. Hopefully this interview went well.