What If

Hey everyone! I've been taking writing classes, and even considering it as a career. So I have to say my writing pre-high school was humiliating. But regardless I love these characters and want to re explore the story line I came up with as a little seventh grader. Some things have changed so I can make it work of course. Bella moves to Forks a little early, and I added in a few details of Ryan adding to the future of this series. Thank you all for your ongoing support, I'll forever be grateful

A lot had happened in Bella Swan's seventeen years of life. Her parents had divorced before her first birthday, she'd moved to Arizona, went from having no friends to being one of the most popular girls in school, making a full circle and eventually becoming the school slut. Except she wasn't a slut. Slut was a label high schoolers gave to girls who slept with more than one guy and to the pregnant girls. Bella just so happened to be the pregnant girl. And in her own defense she'd only ever been with one guy. So the name calling didn't really bother her. What name bothered her was liar. Which she wasn't. Nobody besides her own mother believed Ryan hit her. He hadn't laid a finger on her since she was pulled from school. But she was hopeful a new school would help things.

It was Forks, Washington where Bella would find her new start. That was where she was actually from, living there only a short time in the summer with her father. Growing close with her mother and the hot weather her and her father never had been close. Of course she loved him and didn't mind moving to be with him, it was just the fact that her mother wouldn't be there for the last few months of her pregnancy and she'd most likely have to figure the whole mom thing out on her own. Knowing this she had quite possibly read every single pregnancy and mom book there was in the Phoenix Public Library. Despite being young she wanted to do the best she could for this baby.

Becoming a mom had never been on her list of things to do but after finding out she was pregnant, being a mom seemed right. The first thought however had been in fact to get an abortion. How could she bring a child into this world when the father was an abusive asshole? The appointment had been scheduled and nobody knew except her. It would be as if it was never there. Unable to sleep the night before she found herself rubbing the barely noticeable bump. Somehow in that moment there was a thought of guilt and being responsible for this little person's life. The mere thought scared the shit out of her, it also made her realize there was no way in hell this little one could ever not be apart of her life now.

That was back in July, now it was November. Her little one was sixteen weeks old, only about the size of an avocado. Thankfully Bella found herself getting used to actually being pregnant. The morning sickness finally started to go away, and if she paid attention for a few moments at the right time she could feel her little one moving around slightly. They weren't kicks or strong flips, just subtle flutters. The only way she could describe it to anyone who wasn't pregnant was saying it felt like a little fishy was swimming in your stomach. Being pregnant was one of those things you can't describe. You just need to experience it yourself.

"You need to call me right after you find out what little one is. Buying yellow isn't as fun." Renee complained while they shopped. Forks was much different than Phoenix all year round. Right now Bella and her mother were dressed in jeans and a short sleeve. Where in Forks everyone would probably be bundled up in coats and boots.

Holding up a set of white onesies she threw them in the cart. "Do they have lots of places in Washington to get baby stuff?" Other than a few small things, she had almost nothing for this baby.

Thinking back to her days in Forks Renee remembered a few tiny shops in Port Angeles. "Your dad will have to take you out to Seattle for the big stuff." She hadn't been too fond of the idea of Bella moving to Forks being pregnant. Either was her daughter, it wasn't her type of place. "It'll be fun sweetie, I guarantee you'll make friends. Everyone in small towns are friendly. Unlike here where they all have sticks up their butts."

Together the two shared a laugh, only making Bella realize how much she was truly going to miss her mom. She'd even miss her mom's husband, Phil. Life was simple here. Or it was simple here. "You're gonna come up when I have little one, right?"

As much as she wanted to say absolutely, it wasn't guaranteed. Phil was possibly getting signed for a different baseball team and that meant they'd be moving around. Plus she wanted to help out her daughter money wise. Flying to Forks on short notice might not be in her budget. "You know how hard I'll try my love."

Almost everything in her room remained where it was. At her dad's house the room was a good enough size. This of course meant she needed to save any room left for the baby's things. It was hard to believe tonight was her last night in Arizona. This state had been her home most of her life, actually all her life. Forks never felt like home when she visited, and all she could think about while in Forks was going home. For the sake of little one she was gonna love it there, it was their best chance.

"You don't have to do this honey." Renee felt sick to her stomach in the airport that morning. Sending your child off no matter how old was always hard. Plus she had no idea when she'd see her next. "We can make it work."

No matter how badly she wanted to say yes, she knew it wasn't gonna work. Placing her mom's hand on her stomach Bella offered up a smile. "It's gonna be good for us in Forks. Charlie will love having me. Go have fun mom. I love you forever."

At times like this she knew Bella would make a good mom. Minus the party stage she'd recently been through her little girl was mature and acted much older than she was. "You're gonna do really good. Love you."

Flying while pregnant was not her cup of tea. At the moment with only ten minutes left of her last flight Bella felt about nine months along. She'd chugged about four bottles of water on each plane, going pee more than five times. Everyone on the flight gave her rude looks each time she came to sit down. Being pregnant at such a young age was looked down upon by most adults although it happened way to often. Bella was determined to not be a stereotypical teenage mother. After telling her mom and talking things through they came up with a list of conditions to keep the baby. Stay in school, get a job, not depend on others all the time, and graduate. She planned on doing all those things and exceeding at her job of being a mom.

Happy that the flight was over Bella still couldn't find herself enjoying the day. It was late, rainy and there was still an hour left until she'd be "home." Since Forks was so small the closest place to fly in was an entire hour out of the way. The car ride alone with Charlie would be awkward. The last time she'd seen him was last summer and not pregnant. She wasn't the one who even told him, Renee had immediately called him up. His reaction wouldn't have been anything close to what her mom's had been. There were tears and plenty of hugs. If it'd been her father he most likely would've walked away then later talked about it quickly. The whole trouble of expressing emotions and being comfortable in social situations had been traits inherited from him.

"Hey Bells! Welcome home!" He of course showed up in his police uniform, meaning he'd have the cruiser with him too. Word probably had gotten out how Charlie Swan's pregnant daughter was finally coming back, meaning the first day of school there would be plenty of staring already. Well at least people wouldn't be asking if she was pregnant or just fat. It happened before only making her wish her bump would grow so it'd be obvious.

Hugging her father from the side she faked a smile. He seemed genuinely happy about having her here and was willing to let a newborn interrupt his sleep. The least she could do was try to be happy here. "Hey Dad." Trying subtly she watched his eyes look down at her tiny belly. He didn't want to make it to obvious. Giggling she placed her hand down at the bottom, cradling it. "Meet your grandson or granddaughter."

As they walked to get her three suitcases he asked different questions about her pregnancy. He shocked her with all his knowledge about babies and having one. Most men just knew how to make a baby and then left the rest to the women. Charlie was different. He paid attention to things just kept quiet about it. They were alike that way. "You've got a few more weeks til you find out what it is?"

"Yeah, kinda feel like it's a girl. Don't take my word for it though." It was just a feeling. She tried not to focus on the gender, although deep down she wanted a little boy. Either one she'd just be happy with a healthy smart baby.

While silently riding back to Forks she noted how pretty it actually was up here. There was plenty of forest, never ending space. Compared to Arizona this was the perfect place to raise a child. You never heard of anything bad happening here let alone hearing about the town. Her baby would be safe here. She didn't have to worry about someone breaking in or a shooting at school.

Thankfully it was late and not only was she tired but her dad was too. That meant she'd have her privacy tonight and wouldn't need to worry about being talkative. For now her suit cases would remain untouched, and for the first time she'd sleep soundly in her new home before her first day at Forks High School.

Waking up was always the hardest thing to do, for Bella anyways. It seemed like little one was ready for the day before it even started. Her body wasn't even her own anymore, yet she was okay with it. She'd been trying to eat healthier and make better choices knowing all of them affected her baby. Showering she went over the clothes she'd brought and what to wear. Did she wear a tight shirt to show off her bump? Or should she hide it? While debating over what to wear she decided to leave her hair down, slowly her face was getting chunkier meaning whenever her hair was up you could totally tell. Wanting time to eat breakfast her outfit consisted of a plain gray t-shirt and a pair of stretchy jeans. The much needed coat would cover up her baby bump if that felt necessary. Charlie had already left for work before she'd gotten in the shower. He also surprised her with a truck, it'd come from a friend. "Figured you'd need a way to get to your appointments and school." She was thankful considering the weather here was unpredictable here and walking everywhere would suck. The thing was old, nineteen fifties old and red. Regardless it was her car and she loved the thing.

Forks High School was much smaller than her school in Arizona. There were so many people you could never learn everyone's names. Here she figured by senior year she could at least recognize everyone in this school if not at least have most names memorized. At the moment she couldn't decide if that was a good thing. Her truck didn't stand out at all, other than a few nicer cars in the parking lot. At least the only thing she'd be judged on was the baby growing in her stomach. "Ready to go little one? I guess we don't really have a choice." There was comfort in talking to her baby, the doctors also said it would help them bond. It didn't really matter she thought, there was someone growing in her body and would be for nine months. If that didn't create a bond she didn't know what would.

The air was cold and it was an extremely cloudy day, not a sign of the sun. Cloudy with a chance of everyone staring at her. In the mail they had sent her a map of how to get around the small place. Right near the welcome sign was the entrance and to her left was the office. Sitting at the desk was an older lady, a sign in front of her let Bella know her name was Mrs. Cope. The lady she needed to get her schedule from. "You must be Isabella Swan."

"I prefer Bella, but yeah." Most people made the common misconception of using her full name.

Like so many others the lady's eyes struggled to stay above her stomach. Eventually they just went straight down to the protruding bump. "My bad. We hope you feel very welcome here, there's many after school activities available if that's still an option for you, and our student body is so friendly." Its not like she planned on playing tennis before little one anyways but the judgment of the teen mom was rude coming from a teacher she just met. "Here are all your papers and classes. Just have your teachers sign the slip and bring it back here at the end of the day."

Nodding she walked out the door, not ready for her first class. English in building three with Mr. Mason. Moving about the hallways she tried to let her brown hair cover her face, and her jacket cover her bump. "Hi! You must be the new girl Isabella. I'm Eric Yorkie!"

A small Asian boy approached her, full of energy and longer black hair. "Bella." Clearly her dad had been calling her Isabella. She'd be correcting people all day, that and talking about her little one.

"Right, so welcome to Forks High!" After the welcome she began to tune him out while he followed her to English. "...so I'll see ya later Bella!" At least she didn't hear pregnant or baby like expected.

Lack of hearing it from Eric was made up by some girl named Jessica. She was pale, brown hair and brown eyes. She was a simple girl who talked way too much. "You're like so tiny, my cousin like blew up by her fourth month. Totally could tell, you can barely even see the bump." Every few seconds Bella would nod, making it look like she was paying attention when in reality her mind was everywhere but in Forks High School. "We should like hang out super soon, do you know what your baby is?"

"Not yet, my twenty week appointment I should be able to." When it came to talking about little one she couldn't help but smile or slightly gush.

Jessica did this little thing with her head "Oh my god, so cute. How many names do you have picked out? I'm not even pregnant or anything but I have like a long list of names for my kids."

God, this girl said like a lot. "Uh, I was thinking Elijah for a boy and Nikkolette for a girl. I saw it in some magazine and kinda liked it." The bell rung alerting the class it was time to leave, freeing Bella of this girl's questions. It was of course only the beginning. By the time lunch came around she felt like exploding. Their questions were original nor we're any of them genuinely nice, behind the congratulations you could just see their expectations for her future as a teenage mother. And unlucky for Bella, Jessica and a few of her friends decided she absolutely had to sit at their table. This included the dorky kid Eric from earlier, Ben Cheney a nice boy, Angela Webber and this annoying kid Mike. A lot of them avoided conversation about the baby and instead let her in on all the gossip of the school. Who was who, if you should avoid them, and who dated who. None of it interested her, that was until they walked in.

From the side of the lunch room in came five beautiful people, each so different yet so similar. Jess had anticipated the stare Bella Swan gave them, everyone had given them the same the first few weeks after their arrival. "Those are the Cullens. Totally strange, yet everyone worships them." Bella couldn't help but notice the eye roll all the boys at the table gave. "The little one that's Alice Cullen, she's kinda weird. She's with Jasper Hale, he's even weirder." Alice was very small, definitely under five foot with dark pixie hair cut. Somehow the pixie do worked, making her seem fairy like. Jasper stood much taller than his tiny girlfriend. His hair was blonde and curly, longer. His face seemed uncomfortable yet happy. "Emmetts the big guy over there, and him and Roaslie are together." Calling him big was an understatment, not fat or big boned. This guy was muscular and tall, handsome too. There was a sly smile tugging at his lips. Now Rosalie had to be the prettiest girl Bella had ever seen. Even prettier than a model, she had all the features. Tall, skinny, blonde and a strong face. Maybe it was the way she carried herself, either way nobody would ever compete with her. Watching the final Cullen walk in it felt like a movie scene. "And that my dear is Edward Cullen. He happens to be the only one in that family whose single. It also happens that he isn't interested. Don't bother, I mean if he won't date a normal teenager I doubt he'd go for the pregnant girl. No offense."

"Jess..." Angela warned.

It was a complete rude comment, and as much as she tried to not let it bother her,it did. "No it's fine. Wasn't planning on it anyways." Her main focus had to be this baby, not some stupid boy. Yet her eyes couldn't remain at the table she sat at. Instead they kept moving over to the table where the Cullen's sat. Specifically the most handsome. His hair was bronze and swept messily, he was pale like the others and tall. There was something different about him though, and she couldn't pin point it but knew it was special. This whole family was hiding something and Bella needed to know.

The days here seemed longer, maybe because the classes were longer and with the gloomy weather. It seemed like they wanted everyone to know how depressing it was outside, they made you walk to different buildings and the classrooms were plastered with windows. Her Biology room was literally made up of windows and lab tables. Her eyes wandered the room seeing if there were any familiar faces, some she'd seen throughout the day. Already recognizing people scared her. Then she realized what she actually had to be afraid of. Edward Cullen. Having the luck she did (which sucked) he happened to be the only one without a lab partner. Bella wasn't stupid, that meant she'd be stuck sitting next to him. As if on cue Mr. Banner handed her slip back "Welcome Isabella, you'll be sitting next to Mr. Cullen." Sheltering her face she clumsily walked to her table, on the way tripping over her shoe lace. Being pregnant didn't automatically make her not clumsy anymore, if anything it made her worse. By trying to not fall, she seemed to do the exact opposite. Most of the time it was a simple trip and she could catch herself. Today was one of those days. It still didn't stop her from blushing as she sat down.

"Are you okay? I saw you trip." Were the first words she heard come out of his mouth. His voice had taken her by surprise. It was melodic and deep all while remaining calming.

Stuttering Bella placed her hair behind her ear. "Y-yeah I'm used to it. Gotta uh stop doing that." They both shared a nervous laughter, she thought of anything else to say coming up blank. "I'm Bella Swan by the way."

Hearing her name he acted like there was some side joke. "Trust me, I know. Everyone knows who you are." Watching her roll her brown eyes he smiled, it was obvious she detested the attention. "I'm Edward Cullen."

Feeling more comfortable seeing him laugh and smile she joked "I know who you are, everyone knows who you are."

"So you're from Arizona, right?" The conversation turned to casual as they set up for their lab of the day. In the back of her mind she hoped he wasn't trying to weasel out gossip like the rest of the student body.

Nodding she poured the juice into the cup. The lab was seeing how different liquids effect an egg. She'd done it sophomore year, easiest stuff. "Yeah, I lived here when I was a baby. My parents divorced though."

Done way before the rest of the class this left the two to converse freely. "You don't sound happy about that."

"Moving here? I'm not. It was so warm and you never had to worry about wearing a coat." It wasn't the people she missed, other than her mother. But life before little one. "It's only been two days." Bella mumbled under her breath.

Her body language signaled how nervous she was. Edward knew it mightn't been a rude question to ask and couldn't help to ask. "Why'd you come here? Where it's rarely warm and you should carry a coat wherever you go."

Chuckling her hand found itself on her little one. "Arizona wasn't really working out for us." For the first time Bella felt embarrassed being pregnant. There were many times she should've felt like this, and she was ashamed for feeling embarrassed about her baby. Why was this stranger making her feel like this?

Nodding his eyes only glanced down. "Well I hope Forks works out for you two."

"Me too." She thought to herself.

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