EPOV

"Mollee! Get down here or we're going to be late!" I shouted up the stairs to my oldest daughter. For someone who was always yelling at me for being late, she was pushing her luck about arriving to the movie on time. Nicholas sat at the bottom step of the stairs, his little legs swinging back and forth. I smiled at my son.

"Hey Bud, you ready to see the movie?" Nicky nodded, excited that we were actually doing something as a family. I felt bad that I couldn't do more for my kids, but in order to provide for them, I had to work. The job of a doctor in the town of Forks isn't easy, but then again, who said it would be?

"Dadda, did you know da guys head expose?" Nicky babbled, showing with his hands that his own head was exploding. I laughed.

"No I didn't, are you sure you want to see this movie?" I asked, unsure if it was appropriate for a four year old to see.

"Stop being paranoid Dad." Mollee said as she walked down the stairs in a short skirt, a pink and blue stripped tank top and a blue hoodie. "He has been ranting about seeing it for almost three weeks, I have already told him it might be scary. His reaction was 'Cool!'. " Mollee rolled her piercing green eyes. "Boys," She muttered.

"Thank you." I told her, picking up my wallet from the front door table. "By the way, I want that skirt when we get back."

"Why, you going to wear it to the trani bar?" She asked.

"Mollee Jones Cullen!" I was shocked. She knew what a trani was? Mollee just shrugged her shoulders. Nicky looked at the two of us, his head cocked to the side.

"What's a trainy?" He asked. I glared at my fourteen year old daughter. She just shrugged and walked out the front door. I sighed. What am I going to do with her?

"It's nothing Nicky. Come on, we need to get in the car or we're going to be late." I picked my son up and placed him on my hip. He was a miniature version of me. He had bronze hair that was kind of messy, and faded green eyes. I'm almost glad he got none of his mother's blood, because he would never have to have the burden of knowing her.

"Samantha!" I hollered up the stairs. "Get down here or I will leave you hear." I threatened. Nicky looked at me wide eyed.

"No Daddy! Sammy said she would sit with me!" I smiled at my son. With him gently on my hip I walked out the door and to the car. My Volvo sat parked perfectly outside of the driveway, Mollee already in the front seat, fiddling with my radio stations. I rolled my eyes. Mollee defiantly did not get my taste in music. She got it from her mother, all the way.

Sam slammed the front door, made sure it was locked and ran to the car. She climbed into the seat behind Mollee, ready to help me strap Nicky in. For the life of me, I could never learn how to work a car seat, even after three kids. Once I was sure Nicky was strapped in, and both the girls had their seatbelts on, I climbed into the drivers seat, started the car, and made my way towards the theater.

My family wasn't like alot of the ones I meet going to the kids parent-teacher meetings, or dropping them off at friends houses. We were unique in our own way. When I was eighteen, I rebelled against my parents a little, which ended with me getting my girldfriend pregnant. Right after school got out, Mollee was born. Her ungreatful mother left her with me, saying she didn't want a kid to hold her back in her prime time. So I went off to college with Mollee, and raised her own my own in a small apartment in Seatle where my older siblings lived. They helped me raise Mollee for seven years while I went to college and medical school. Not long after graduatiing Med school, I met a girl who I thought was the love of my life. We got married only after finding out she was pregnant with Sammy. Things were good for two years until we started to fight more and more. Her resolution to our problems was to have another baby. Right after Nicky was born I was left with three kids, some divorce papers and all of my possesions. She didn't want anything to remind her of the dark time in her life. I try to make everything good for my kids, but it's hard being a thirty two year old dad to a fourteen year old, a seven year old, and a four year old.

"Daddy?" I looked in the review mirror at Sammy. She, like Nicky, looked excatly like me, except her hair fell in soft ringlets down her back.

"Yes Pumpkin?" I asked.

"Can we get a large popcorn? I'm hungry!" I laughed.

"Sure sweetie, any other request?" Nicky's whole face lit up.

"Gummy Bears!" He yelled, kicking his feet madly as if he was being asked if he wanted to go to Disney World. Mollee laughed next to me. Mollee looked like a mixture of me and her mother. She had her mom's blond curls and my green eyes. She acted like her mother greatly. She was stubborn, independent, smart, witty, sarcastic and some times a smart mouth. From me, she got music, dancing, her smile, and her love for others.

"What about you Mollee Jones?" She groaned.

"Dad, don't call me that." She begged.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because it's stupid, and I hate it." She glared at me, but than smiled. "You can make it up to me with soar patch kids and a root beer." I laughed.

"Deal."

BPOV

"Okay, the rules are, no burning the theater down, no stealing anything, no getting into fights, no making rude comments, no walking away from me, no talking to strangers-"

"Here we go again." Jesse groaned, hitting his head against his car door's window. I sighed.

"Jesse, work with me, I know you know this stuff, but the Michelle and Derek don't."

"Yes we do Momma, because I always follow the rules, because I'm Momma's good girl." Michelle said from her car seat, her pearly whites showing in her smile. She had her brown hair twirled around her fingers on her left hand and was holding her dolly in her right. I smiled at her.

"That's right, you are Momma's good girl." I found a place to park in the crowded theater parking lot and parked the car.

"She's you're only girl." Derek protested from his seat next to Michelle.

"How do you know, Mom might have just been telling you you are dude when really you're a girl." Jesse said, teasing his brother.

"If I'm a girl than why do I have a pe-"

"Derek!" I cried, shocked at my nine year old sons language. Didn't boys not learn the proper name to that until they were thirteen. Jesse laughed from next to me. I glared at my oldest son, who in turn just laughed harder.

"Let's try not to give Mom a heart attack." I told my kids, climbing out of my old Honda Plymouth Neon. Jesse and Derek both climbed out as well, leaving poor Michelle in the back by herself. I openned her door and started to unbuckle her.

"Momma, what's a heart attack?" She asked.

"It's when your heart stops and you can't breathe." I tried to explain, but I don't know if I liked my five year old daughter to know exactly what a heart attack is. Michelle's eyes widdened.

"Is that gonna happen to you because of Derek, Momma?" She asked frantic. Jesse started to laugh again. I turned towards him and shot him a glare that sobered him up. He nudged me over and pulled Michelle out of the car, carrying her to the door of the theater.

"Momma's not going to have a heart attack because she is healthy, and her body knows she needs to be here for Derek, you and me." Jesse comforted her. I was so blessed to have him for a son. He was my rock and always knew what to do and say with Michelle when I was speechless by her. She was such a smart girl, sometimes it blew my mind.

Derek walked over and grabbed my hand. The four of us walked into the lobby of the theater and over to the ticket booth. The boy behind the counter looked to be in his early twenties. He looked me up and down and licked his lips. Oh boy, Jesse was going to be pissed with this guy. When it was our turn, the kid winked at me and it took all my control not to punch him. I rolled my eyes and walked to the counter.

"Four tickets for Despicable Me." I said, placing the money for the tickets on the counter. The kids looked at my children before he rang up our tickets and took my money.

"It's nice of you to take the kids you babysit out to the movies." He said, trying to give me a seductive smile. I looked back at my sons and daughter.

"I thought it was just a family event today, you didn't tell me you had friends I had to watch too?" I shrugged my shoulder. "Oh well, I didn't see any kids I had to babysit so it doesn't count."

"Family event?" The boy at the counter asked. "What are you their sister?"

"No," I grabbed our tickets and put the spare change in my wallet before zipping that in my purse. "I'm their mother." The kid at the counter gaped at me.

"How? You're what, 25?" I laughed. Everyone is telling me I always look younger than I am, which sometimes flatters me, or in this instance, just creeps me out.

"I don't think I have to explain my story to you buddy." And with that, I hurried my kids away from the ticket booth. Jesse looked back at the guy in disgust.

"I think we should tatoo on your forehead 'I'm a Mom!'" Jesse decided. I laughed.

"I'm sure you're Uncle Emmett would help you with that." Jesse laughed lightly. God, having Emmett for an Uncle was alot like having him for a brother I think. In some ways, Jesse looks up to him, like the over protectiveness of me. "Okay so here our your tickets for the movies, go ahead in and get four seats next to each other. I'm going to get snacks." The kids nodded and head into the theater. I made my way to the line for snacks. I doubted that the movie would be crowded, but I figured this way, Jesse could get a seat where he wouldn't be seen by other kids his age.

Jesse was a good sport. He helped me with the kids, doing alot of childish things with them so they could have an amazing childhood. He himself hadn't had the best start. Jesse was concieve throught a drunken/rape pregnancy when I was fifteen. He was such a good kid. I finished high school and moved in with my older brother in Seatle to go to college, that way Jesse could be watched. I graduated in three years by taking summer classes, and moved into a tiny apartment with Jesse. I got married and moved in with Eric Yorke soon after, and nine months later had Derek. The four of us lived together in a nice house until Eric left. The same week he filed for divorce, I found out I was pregnant with Michelle. I doubt that Eric even knows about her, the only thing I here from him is the monthly child support check. I'm a best selling author with a wicked pen name, many of my stories inspired by my sons and daughters, and others from the teenhood I wish I had. For Christ Sake, I was a thirty one year old woman with a newly sixteen year old son, a nine year old son, and a five year old daughter.

No matter what I had my kids, and that's what made my world better. I just wish there was someone they could have for a father. Personally, I am glad neither Derek or Michelle look or act like Eric. Jesse however looks like a mix of his father and I. He has brown curls, and blue eyes. Both Michelle and Derek have brown hair and brown eyes. I would love them even if they looked like aleins, they were all mine.

EPOV

Once we got to the theater and paid for the tickets, I told the Mollee to go find us a seat in the theater for Despicable Me. While they went seat hunting, I went food hunting. I walked over to the small food line, making sure I had enough money for my kids. Not paying attention, I bumped into the person in front of me. I looked up and was met with the most beautiful set of brown eyes I have ever seen.

"I'm sorry." I said. The owner of the brown eyes gave me a warm smile that lit up her face and my insides. Her heart shaped face was framed by an endless amount of brown waves. She wore a pair of jeans and a cute off the shoulder blue sweater. Her curves hit me like the waves of the ocean and her legs seemed to be endless.

"It's fine." She said through her full lips. All too soon she turned around to order. I was mesmerized by this woman.

"Can I help you sir?" A girl asked from behind the counter as a boy ran off with the gorgeous womans order.

"Can I get a bag of gummy bears, a bag of soar patch kids, a medium root beer and a large popcorn." She nodded and walked off to get my order.

"What are you, a bottom less pit?" a voice asked. I looked to see the woman from before staring at me with a smile on her face. Right as I was going to answer, the boy with her order came back, his hands had two large bags of popcorn, one soda, a bag of skittles and another of m&m's.

"I think I should be asking you the same thing." I said, pointing to her food order. She laughed.

"This is all for my kids." She said, trying to grab all the food. I tried to hide me shock. She couldn't have kids, she was so young. But who was I to judge when I myself had three kids in various age groups. The girl with my order came back. I easily grabbed the food in one arm, and handed her my money with the other. Leaning to the girl I whispered. "Pay for the lady too." The girl nodded and rang everything up. I grabbed the changed and than started to grab some of the womans food. She looked taken aback before she let out a beautiful smile.

"Thank you kind sir." She said, reaching for her wallet. The boy behind the counter shook his head.

"That guy already paid." The woman looked at me with a slight glare. I shrugged my shoulders.

"It was the least I could do for bumping int to you." She laughed, grabbing the rest of her food.

"I'm Bella Swan." She introduced her self, heading in the direction of Despicable Me. Hmm, maybe I could see if there was a seat near her. I doubt that the theater will be crowded seeing as the movie had been out for three weeks.

"Edward Cullen." I grabbed the door and held it open for her like a gentleman would. She smiled her thanks and started down the hall before the seats.

"So who is getting all you're food if not yourself?" She asked.

"The same as you, for my kids." She nodded.

"How many kids do you have?"

"Three." Bella looked shocked.

"Wow, they must be really young. Or well, I don't know, who am I to judge, I have a sixteen year old son." My jaw dropped open. Before Bella could turn and look at me, I closed my mouth and tried to hide my shock.

"How is that possible, you don't look to be more than twenty eight." Bella blushed, making me suddenly love the color pink.

"It's a long story, I myself also have three kids, the sixteen year old, a nine year old and a five year old." She admitted. I nodded.

"Well, I'm about where you are. I have a fourteen year old, a seven year old, and a four year old." Bella laughed. I found myself laughing along with her. I loved the sound of her laugh and how it made me feel. Slowly but surly, I was starting to feel somethign strong and undeniable towards Miss Bella Swan.

"I guess neither one of us can judge one another." We made it to the actual seating part of the theater, looking throught the small crowd for our kids.

"Mom, up hear!" I heard a small boy voice call. Both me and Bella looked to see two boys and a girl sitting in the middle row of the theater, two seats away from them were my two daughters and son sat. Odd, but I think Fate is trying to tell me something.

BPOV

After walking up the long stairs with Edward behind me, I made it to the kids. Jesse gave me a curios look, before shooting a look at Edward. I scooted my way to my seat, and plopped myself down next to Michelle. I handed Jesse a bag of popcorn for him and Derek to share, and gave him the bag of skittles as well.

"Momma, who's you're Prince?" Michelle asked, pointed at Edward, who had seated himself next to me. I looked at my daughter, unsure of what to say. Edward reached across me, took Michelles tiny hand and kissed it.

"Prince Edward Cullen." He said. Michelle giggled, making Edward smiled. It made me smile as well. Then it hit me.

"Edward, you don't have to sit with us." I said. He laughed and I realized how rude and stupid that sounded. I felt the heated blush run to my cheeks.

"Bella, I'm sitting here because my kids are right next to yours." I laughed at this odd coinsidence.

"Jesse, Derek, Michelle, I'd like you to meet Mr. Edward Cullen and his girls." I said to the boys. Edward nodded.

"And Mollee, Sammy, Nicholas, I'd like you to meet Ms. Bella Swan and her boys." Edward introduced his kids. I was shocked to see one of his daughters had blond hair and looked less like Edward than his other kids.

"You're Mollee Cullen?" Jesse asked. The blond girl nodded. Jesse smiled. "You have an amazing voice." Molle blushed.

"Thanks." She said and turned fast to grab her soda and stare into the straw. Edward looked at her in suprise. Before any of us could say anything else, the previews started. Between Edward and I, felt this weird electric current running between our bodies.

"Sorry, If I offended you." Edward musical voice whispered, tickling my ear and sending shivers down my spine.

"What do you mean?" I asked back in an equally hushed tone.

"For saying Miss, I just assumed you were single."

"I am." I assured him. He chuckled lightly.

"Then I'm glad I didn't offend you." He said. Right just as the movie started, Edward and my knees touched and stayed touching the whole movie. I could feel the heat rushing throughout my whole body. I wasn't fully sure but I was thinking I was falling for Edward Cullen.

And this is where I end the first Chapter!

I don't really know if a guys head explodes in Despicable me, I just said that. Also I know despicable me came out this summer, but in this story it come out in November. This is all taking place a little after thanksgiving, which will be more indepthed in the next chapter.

In case you are confused:

Bella is the mom to Jesse, Michelle, and Derek.

Edward is the dad to Mollee, Sammy, and Nicky.

Ages:

Bella: 31

Edward:32

Jesse: 16

Mollee: 14

Derek: 9

Sammy: 7

Michelle: 5

Nicholas: 4

I will try to update soon, but I need reviews! If you have questions or ideas, email them to me!

Love,

Ali