"I can't believe that you're leaving for up to a year," Angela commented as she helped Bella pack her things.

"Neither can I," Bella sighed.

"Have you told James about the baby?" Angela asked curiously.

"I told him last night," Bella replied pushing a piece of hair from in front of her eyes.

"How did it go?" Angela asked reluctantly.

"Well, he accused me of cheating on him. He called me every name in the book and then some. I think he actually made up some new foul words," Bella explained. "Then he dumped me."

"Oh, Bells," Angela said hugging her. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't act so surprised, Angie," Bella commented. "We both knew this was what would happen."

"So what are you going to do?" Angela questioned.

"I guess I'll wait until I get to Forks and go to the clinic and get an abortion," Bella replied uncertainly.

"Are you sure that's what you want to do?" Angela asked.

"No," Bella replied honestly. "But I don't have much of a choice. I can't tell my parents. They'd never speak to me again. And James isn't going to help me if I keep the baby. Besides, I can't even take care of myself for the most part. I'm not fit to have a baby."

"Did you think about adoption?"

"Yeah," Bella nodded. "But I can't even imagine trying to tell my parents that I'm pregnant. They have no idea I've had sex. And I would ruin everything. They wouldn't be able to go to Africa because they'd feel like they have to stay home and take care of me, and I know that they'll resent me if they don't get to go. This is something they've wanted for a long time."

"Can you get an abortion without telling your parents?" Angela asked with concern. "Don't you need parental consent?"

"No, I already checked into it," Bella answered as she zipped up one of her many suitcases. "Washington doesn't have any parental consent laws."

"Well, you know you can call me anytime," Angela commented. "Call collect if you have to. I'll pay the bill."

"Thanks, Angie," Bella smiled weakly. "I'm gonna miss you so much."

"I'll miss you too," Angela replied glumly. "What time are you leaving?"

"4:30 in the morning," Bella sighed.

"I still don't understand why you're all driving there," Angela commented. "Why don't you just fly?"

"We're driving to Forks in my car because my parents want me to be able to have my car to drive," Bella explained.

"So, who are these people you're staying with?" Angela asked.

"Esme and Carlisle Cullen," Bella replied. "They're my God parents. Esme and my mom were best friends in college."

"Are they nice?"

"Yeah," Bella nodded thoughtfully. "They're really great people."

"What about the kids? You said there's seven of them, right?" Angela asked.

"Yeah, there are four boys, Jasper, Jacob, Edward, and Riley. And there's three girls, Jessica, Vicky, and Bree," Bella replied. "They're all pretty nice. I don't get along with Edward very well though. He's the one that's my age."

"Why don't you get along?" Angela inquired curiously.

"I don't know," Bella shrugged. "We just never have gotten along."

"Are you nervous about living there?"

"A little," Bella replied. "I'm definitely not thrilled about spending my junior year of high school in another state."

"Well, look on the bright side," Angela suggested.

"Bright side?" Bella laughed sardonically. "What bright side? I just turned 17. I'm pregnant, and my boyfriend just dumped me. I'm moving to Washington for up to a year, and I have to go to some school where I don't know anyone. Could you please direct me to the bright side of this?"

"I'm sorry, Bells," Angela sympathized. "I was just trying to be optimistic."

"I know," Bella nodded. "I'm just ... stressed."

"That's understandable," Angela nodded. "I know this has gotta be tough."

Bella sat down on her bed and shook her head. "I just ... I never thought that I would be one of those girls ... I mean, you always hear about these teenage girls getting pregnant, and I always told myself that that would never happen to me. But here I am. I'm one of those girls. I can't believe I was so stupid," she confessed as tears filled her eyes. "I don't know why I slept with James. I kept telling myself that he loved me, but I knew he didn't, and when he told me that he didn't have a condom, I should have said no, but I didn't. I didn't care. I was too caught up in the moment to even think rationally. Now I'm pregnant and alone."

"You're not alone, Bells," Angela said taking her friends hand and squeezing it. "You'll always have me. I'm always here for you."

"I know," Bella nodded. "But after tomorrow, I will be alone. I won't even have you."

Angela pulled Bella into a warm hug. "I wish there was something that I could say to you to make this situation better, but I know there isn't anything I can say," Angela said softly. "But I know you can make it through this. You're a tough girl."

"Thanks, Angie," Bella sniffled.

"Well," Angela said glancing at her watch. "I hate to say it, but I have to get home. I have to work tomorrow."

Bella nodded slowly as she stood up. "So, I guess this is goodbye," she sighed.

"Call me as soon as you get to Forks, okay?" Angela said giving her a hug.

"I will," Bella nodded. "You better keep me informed about all of the gossip at school, okay?"

"Don't worry," Angela grinned. "I am the gossip queen!"

Bella smiled softly as she picked up two of her suitcases. "I'll walk you out to your car," she offered. "I need to start putting some of my stuff in my car."

"I'll help," Angela said picking up two of Bella's bags and followed Bella downstairs and outside to the driveway, where the cars were sitting.

"I can't believe I'm not going to be living here," Bella commented after heaving her suitcases into the trunk and turning to look at the house she had grown up in. "It's hard to imagine living anywhere else."

"It'll be okay," Angela assured her as she shut the trunk.

"I hope so," Bella whispered.

"I'll talk to you after you get to Washington," Angela said giving her one last hug.

"Okay," Bella nodded as Angela headed over to her car.