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Bella

When I was eighteen, I found my place in the world, the place I fit. As strange as it may sound, I found that place as a pregnant teen.

Growing up, I took pride in the fact that I wasn't going to be one of those girls knocked up in high school. I was a virgin, and I was going to wait until I was married to have sex.

It all started the summer before my senior year of high school, and I was seventeen.

My brother Jasper had just finished his freshman year at the University of Washington in Seattle. I was entrusted to drive my Dad's truck from Forks to Seattle.

He was coming home for the summer and his girlfriend, Alice Cullen, had a serious addiction: shopping. He needed the truck to haul his stuff home.

Easy enough.

When I arrived, the frat house was having the last big party before everyone went home for the summer. My Dad didn't know that or he wouldn't have allowed me to stay overnight.

Everyone at the house knew who's little sister I was and that I was off limits. Jasper would tear them limb-by-limb if one of them so much looked in my direction.

And then I saw him: six feet two, with reddish brown hair that looked like he had just ran his fingers through it.

Gorgeous didn't describe him. He was a Greek God.

Appropriate name since we met at a frat party.

Jasper had several frat brothers who were to die for.

None compared to my Greek God, Masen.

We only exchanged minimal personal information. He was from Seattle, he had just finished his sophomore year of college on the east coast, and he was home for the summer. He had siblings at UW who had invited him tonight.

I had tried several times over the years to piece together details of our conversation, but it was overshadowed by what transpired between us.

Kissing.

Touching.

More kissing.

Taking our clothes off.

Seeing his incredible body.

And me losing all inhibitions.

Besides the physical act of having sex for the first time, I found myself pregnant several weeks later.

I cannot say enough about my Father, who is truly a wonderful man unless he is trying to interrogate me, after I had to sit him down and tell him that his seventeen-year-old daughter was pregnant.

Considering he is the Forks Police Chief, interrogating came natural to him.

After sitting in silence turning varying shades of red, he asked what I was going to do, and where, or rather who, was the Father. When I told him the Father wasn't around due to my poor judgment, I didn't know anything about him, and I was going to go this alone. He said he would be there and help anyway he could, but he still expected me to attend college.

My senior year of high school was an experience. By the time school started, I was thirteen weeks pregnant, entering my second trimester. Subtle changes in my appearance had started resulting in me being the subject of high school gossip.

Did you hear Bella Swan is pregnant?

I heard she doesn't know who the father is?

I heard once the baby is born she's going on The Maury Show for paternity testing.

As for college, I found myself enrolling at Peninsula College in Port Angeles, majoring in education concentrating on English Lit, which was a mere forty-five minute drive from Forks. With on-campus daycare, I was able to leave my baby there while I attended class.

At the age of twenty, I had just finished my sophomore year at Peninsula. It was Friday night, and I was staying home with a two year old.

Jasper was home, having graduated from UW, weighing teaching offers from several high schools. He had graduated with a Bachelor of Science in Education with a concentration in history. My big brother was going to be a history teacher.

I was hoping he was staying in tonight, but he wasn't.

Jasper had plans with his girlfriend of four years, Alice Cullen; a double date with her brother Edward and his girlfriend. They were driving down from Seattle to Forks.

I was in the kitchen fixing dinner, noticing the time; they should be here any minute.

As if on cue, there was a knock at the front door.

"Bells get the door," Jasper yelled from upstairs.

Opening the door, I was greeted by Alice. "Hey, Bella."

"Hi."

She was talking but I wasn't paying attention. I was focused on the guy behind her with his mouth attached to the neck of a giggly strawberry-blond.

I'm not sure how long I stood there while the world around me started spinning.

Standing behind Alice was my Greek God from three years ago.

And then the world that was spinning around me turned black.

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