Title: Discover Yourself

Chapter 4: Did You Say Baybehs?!

Rating: T

Summary: Bella and Emmett Swan have grown up with Alice, Ronald, and their older brothers. What happens when in 8th grade, a big change leads to a very interesting high school adventure? Going through the changes of growing up and discovering yourself for who you really are. Crackfic lol.

Type: AH AU OOC; Pairing: Bella/Edward, Other Canon Pairings.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. They all belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer. I just grabbed them and drove them crazy for my own entertainment.

A/N: Okay, so I know some are mad at Rosalie for reacting like she did, but I do have a plan. Also, it seemed fitting with how she reacted in Eclipse and Breaking Dawn. Things will be figured out this chapter. Bella is going to make an interesting decision, but she is going to think it through thoroughly and she will have some major realizations from the outcome. Hope you enjoy.

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BPOV

I couldn't just watch my friends in pain. So I came up with a solution. It was drastic and strange, but I felt it could fix something between us.

I let loose.

It was New Year's Eve now. A week had passed since I made my decision.

The night was off to a nice start, beers and wine glasses being passed around, while Mr. And Mrs. Hale were busy making up some fruity concoctions to get everybody in the party mood.

I was already pretty loaded from the two beers I had sucked down. I was a lightweight. I could already feel the room getting foggy and every time I looked at Edward, he just seemed to get prettier and prettier. Rosalie handed me some kind of daiquiri. It was delicious and I guzzled it fast, giving myself a throat and brain freeze.

I stumbled into Edward, who spilled some of his margarita on the floor. He threw a quick smile my way, as he set down his drink swiftly so he could get a firm grip on me. I vaguely heard Emmett's booming laughter, as I snuggled into Edward's chest. He looked down at me funny and Alice pulled me out of his warm arms.

"Alllishhh. I was comf-ter-bull." I said slurring and elongating my words.

"Bella, my dear. You are too funny when you are drunk. I think it's time you sit down." she said giggling as she led me to the large couch.

"I dun wanna. I want Edwar. He's pretty." I said, turning my head and waving at him from over Alice's shoulder, with a big goofy grin plastered on my face.

I saw him shake with laughter, as he blew me a kiss and gave me a wink.

I stumbled into the back of the couch, as Alice didn't turn my body with her. I think she just decided to let it be the one to wake me up.

I went around the arm of the couch and sat down, sinking into the inviting cushions. On the television I could see that it was only a half hour until the ball dropped for the new year. I felt someone sit on my left. It was Jasper. He looked pretty tonight, too. But he was not a part of my mission.

Edward finally came over to join me, sitting on my left and wrapping an arm around me.

"Hey, Edward. Do you wanna mess around upstairs after this?" I whispered rather loudly.

"I don't think you're in any state to do so, Bella." he whispered back in his silky voice.

"I am perfectly capable of sex, my good sir." I said, sounding oddly sober and crossing my arms over my chest.

Then I realized I had just announced that to everyone around me. Jasper was good at hiding his emotions, casually hiding an escaped laugh with a cough. Alice's tinkling laughter could be heard from behind Jasper's head.

Normally, I would feel heat flood my cheeks and would try to drown myself in the couch cushions, but the alcohol had made me brazen.

"Like you all didn't have similar plans." I said to the two lovebirds beside me.

Alice immediately stopped giggling and glared at me, even though her tiny, innocent face, could not really look menacing enough to pull it off, unless of course it had to do with make-up and fashion.

We turned our attention back to the television, watching silently until the last 30 seconds before the ball dropped. Mrs. Cullen passed out glasses of champagne. We took them eagerly, though we all were pretty drunk already.

"13...12...11...10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1! Happy new year!" we all shouted in unison, clinking glasses and giving kisses to our spouses.

Edward's an my kiss started to get a little heated from my intoxicated state, so I pulled him up and led him to the stairway. We climbed upstairs quickly, practically running to his room, giggling like fools.

I started to undress him.

"You know...maybe we should...wait...until we're...sober...for this." he got out between kisses.

"No thanks...I want it now...besides I'm on that...new thingy-ma-jigger. No problem." I replied, finishing off the last article of clothing.

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It had been over two months since new years. I was starting to get anxious. I had been late on my period, but attributed it to the new pill I had switched to. Sometimes they screw up your hormones. I heard they can make your period disappear for three months until it's fully kicked in.

To be on the safe side, I grabbed a pregnancy test on the way home. I hadn't looked at the brand I bought, so when I read the directions, I about died from laughter. If after you peed on the stick, a smiley face appeared, you were pregnant. However, if a sad face appeared, you weren't.

That wasn't great marketing, since a lot of sexually active teens would pick these up and that smiley face would haunt them for the rest of their lives, considering most kids didn't want babies at a younger age.

I waited the recommended ten minutes, letting the pee soak into the register stick. I looked down at the tiny screen and there, staring back at me, was that evil, smiley face. I should've figured that alcohol would screw me over. That's why normally I didn't drink.

I was supposed to use the lack of inhibitions to tell Rosalie and Alice my plans, but now I hadn't ruined my chance. I had planned to tell them that I would find the perfect surrogates for them. I would've gotten them little baby hotels on legs. Now I would end up telling them that I was the one pregnant.

I would've still looked for surrogates, but I was too stressed out by the idea of rapidly becoming something I hadn't really wanted to be. I knew everyone always said that mistakes could be beautiful things, well, at least when it came to babies, but I was so afraid I wasn't ready.

I mean, what if I wasn't fit to be a mother? What if I couldn't teach the baby everything it needed to know. There was so much that children needed to know, especially as the world became more and more untrustworthy each day. What if I forgot one of the fundamental rules you are supposed to teach your child? What if they hate me?

All these questions flooded my mind, as I slumped next to the tub.

How was I going to tell Edward? Would he get mad? Tell me to abort it? Maybe he would tell me to give it up for adoption. I was somewhat afraid of his reaction, but I knew I could tell him anything, so I just prepared what I wanted to say to him.

I went through the motions of making dinner, distracted by the ominous discussion that would occur during the meal. It was best he would already be sitting down and, hopefully, he'd be distracted by the fact that I had made his favorite dinner.

As I was mulling over the upcoming conversation in my head, I realized something. I actually wanted this child and truly dreaded that he would tell me not to keep it, either by abortion or adoption. I began to try and strengthen my argument for the baby, like it was urging me to keep it.

I heard the front door slam and Edward whistling a happy tune.

"Good evening dear. Looks delicious. Mushroom ravioli?" he said, cheerfully.

"Yes." I replied trying to smile and not give away the occasion.

He walked over and gave me a kiss on the cheek before taking off his suit jacket and sitting in his usual spot.

"So how was your day?" he asked, as I spooned some raviolis onto his plate.

"Interesting. Found out some stuff today." I said, trying to avoid and bring up the important subject, all at once.

"Found out stuff? What kind of stuff?" he asked curiously, popping a ravioli in his mouth, as I took my seat across from him.

"Well, um," here goes nothing, I whispered to myself.

He looked at me expectantly.

"Edward. I found out I'm pregnant." I said, squinting my eyes closed, afraid of his reaction.

His fork clattered to the plate. I heard him coughing a bit on a piece of ravioli. He regained his composure and spoke.

"Bella. That's wonderful. I'm so happy." he said, while I opened an eye to peek at his face.

A huge grin was plastered on his face. He was radiating pure joy. He really was happy we were pregnant. Why hadn't he told me he wanted a child?

"Bella. I know I made it seem like I didn't want a child, but I just didn't want to think that you needed to give me one, so I just went along with whatever you said." he said, looking down guiltily.

My eyes grew wide in shock, "Oh. You know I would've given you anything you wanted, if you had just told me."

"That's exactly why I didn't tell you. I wanted you to want a child for yourself, too. I mean, you're the one who'll endure the nine months of hormonal imbalance and then have to go through birth. It really had to be your decision first and foremost." he said, his eyes meeting mine, trying to convey his feelings.

"I get what you mean Edward and to tell you the truth, I kinda did choose this, just it didn't go how I expected. Now my plans have changed." I said, pushing my food around the plate.

He looked at me strangely, as if he was trying to pick apart my brain and figure it out.

"What do you mean?" he asked, curiosity filling the question.

"I'll tell you after dinner. It's getting cold." I said, popping a ravioli in my mouth.

He nodded and left at that while we finished the dinner in silence. This would be an interesting tale to tell.

I wondered how he would take it and how Alice and Rose would deal with the news. Just a few months ago they had been begging me to do this. How would they feel now that it was happening?

I would figure it all out later. For now, I had to figure out how to explain my decision to Edward and make it through the next nine months of my life.

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A/N: I didn't want to take it into detail, because I wanted this to stay somewhat under the T rating. A little over 4 pages, what do you guys think of what's happened? Did you guess she was gonna get pregnant? Do you know what her decision has changed to? Any guesses? If you get it right, I might tell you and mention you in the next chapter lol. Also, don't forget to check out my new poems in Twilighted in Poetry and my Christmas story, A Cullentastic Christmas :D R&R please! Thanks.

-DL