Chapter 6

A/N: Hi, guys. This is another filler chapter but it's going to pick back up here soon. Please read and review!

"This is a two bedroom apartment with pretty reasonable rent. It has its own washer and dryer which would be nice for you two," Rosalie said.

She had made it her personal mission to find us an apartment that was close enough to Forks that we could get anywhere in under twenty minutes, but still far enough we had our own space. This apartment that she had found seemed ideal.

"This is the living room. If you go down the hall right by the front door there is one bedroom, the laundry room, and a full bathroom. That door right by the kitchen is the main bedroom," she explained while giving us a tour.

The complex was right outside of Forks and had good reviews for safety. Edward wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. Rosalie continued to explain the small amenities that I didn't care about too much, but if it made her happy I'd let her continue.

"Oh! I almost forgot. There's also a pool here. The woman I had talked to said they were considering building an indoor pool as well," she added.

I nodded absentmindedly. Edward and Rosalie got to talking about how we're going to furnish the apartment while I made my way to the small porch. I put my hand on my stomach once our not-so-little blip started kicking.

I had reached the sixteenth week yesterday and we had an appointment for early the next week to see the blip. I was getting anxious to find out if we're having a boy or girl. I said boy while almost everyone else argued that it's a girl.

Emmett was slowly coming around and I hoped the upcoming holiday season had something to do with it. Esme was already planning how she was going to decorate the house for Christmas and it wasn't quite December yet.

I heard the doorbell and walked back inside to a very excited Alice. She had stacks and stacks of folders that she put on the counter and she bounced up and down.

"I have so many ideas for how to decorate this place! It's adorable, you found a good one, Rose. Go put the deposit down and sign the paperwork so I can get started on this place," she said authoritatively.

Edward smirked and hugged his little sister before making his way to the office to do exactly as she had said. She had all the men in the Cullen household wrapped around her little finger. Hell, she even had me doing whatever she asked.

"Can we do the nursery first?" she asked with her wide innocent eyes.

I laughed and shook my head.

"We have until May to do the nursery, Alice. We should focus on all the parts that Edward and I will be living in. But I promise that you'll be the first to know when it's time to start decorating the nursey," I amended.

She pouted momentarily but lit back up as she started looking around the apartment.

"I think a painting would look great right here, and I've got the perfect one in mind," she started planning with Rosalie.

The two of them got to arguing and agreeing about different decorations while I took a step back. I honestly didn't are that much about how we were going to set this place up, as long as it feels homey and we can raise a baby here.

It had been three weeks since my fallout with Charlie. He had come around a little bit once he realized I wasn't coming home until he apologized. He hadn't apologized yet but he was making more of an effort to reach out to me. I knew he would start accepting things soon.

My mom's reaction had been a surprise. I told her just a week after talking to Charlie over Skype.

"Hi, honey. What's new with you? It's been a while since we've talked," she said.

I grinned and brushed a lock of hair behind my ear.

"Wow, your hair is looking fantastic. Have you been taking those vitamins I suggested? Because they're doing great," she continued on one of her many long-winded conversations.

I loved my mother to pieces, especially how unique she is. She would bounce from topic to topic so quickly you had no idea what you were talking about but she also would give anyone the shirt off her back. While she didn't stick with one hobby for long, she did fantastic with the one she was currently doing.

"Hey, mom. There's something serious I need to talk to you about," I interrupted.

She paused and waved for me to continue. I took a deep breath and let it slowly.

"I'm pregnant, mom."

She stopped talking. It was nearly impossible to make Renee speechless but I had succeeded.

"Wow. I mean, I figured you and Edward would have kids someday. But I hoped it was after you got married after graduating from college. But, hey, life has different ideas sometimes. How did your dad react?"

And just like that, she had accepted it. She started talking about baby names and how she thought we should decorate the nursery.

"I'll buy plane tickets now for when it's time to have the baby. You know I'm going to be there for my first grandchild to be born. How are the kids at school treating you?" she asked.

Jessica was still being a bitch about the whole thing, which was not a surprise. Angela and Ben were extremely supportive while Mike suddenly quit talking to me nearly as much. Not that I could complain. It was nice to have some freedom from him.

With my due date being before graduation I had already talked to my teachers. They agreed to let me take my finals early so I could prepare. I was hoping I would be able to walk in graduation but that date is only three days after the baby is supposed to be born. So, we'll just have to wait and see.

"Bella!" Alice called from the bedroom.

I jumped, pulled out from my thoughts. I walked into the main bedroom and quirked an eyebrow.

"What's the yelling for? I can hear you just fine," I mumbled, slightly annoyed. She stuck her tongue out at me.

"I called your name like five times. But we have more important things to discuss. I found this bed online and I think it'll be perfect for the two of you," she stated.

I looked at the picture and had to agree. It's a queen-sized bed with a light wood that matched the color of the walls.

"If we can have a different comforter then I'll be all for it," I agreed.

Rosalie peered over and agreed. Edward walked back in with a couple of keys in his hand.

"Well, it's officially ours. We've got a lot to do before this baby arrives and it's not going to be easy with our school and work schedules," he said.

I gulped and took my key from him. While I wanted to just focus on my pregnancy, I still had to complete high school. It was more difficult than originally anticipated.

I started working for Esme just a couple of weeks earlier and was liking the job already. Her employees were all pleasant and helped me out when I needed it.

Edward took a job as a janitor at the hospital right after school. We each worked four days a week and it had worked out nicely so far. I was slightly nervous to see how we'd get along once we lived together in our own place.

"I don't know about you guys but I'm starving," Edward said.

We all agreed and grabbed some food to-go from the local diner before making our way back to the Cullen household.

"When are you meeting with that counselor?" Rosalie asked after taking a bite of her salad.

"Next week after school on Friday. Edward's taking me and we're going to do some furniture shopping in Seattle once my meeting is done," I replied.

I had contacted my counselor not long after talking to Charlie. While I was still mad about what he said, he did make some good points. I had looked into their online classes at U of W and it looked like I might be able to do most of my first semester online, with having to attend a couple of classes in person.

I was realizing more and more how difficult it's going to be to raise this baby. But with enough help from our families, we could make it work.

"Did you decide what you're going to do about pre-med programs?" Rosalie questioned.

"Yeah, I had also been accepted to Portland State. So, I turned down my acceptance to New York and am going to Portland instead."

We hadn't talked about how we're going to make it work with attending colleges over three hours away. It made me nervous and I was pushing it off as long as possible.