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Fun fact of the day: My name is Jamie, not Stephenie Meyer. But wouldn't it be cool if it were? xD

Chapter 6

BPOV

I tried to stifle my laughter as Alice scolded Emmett as if he were a child. He and Rosalie had only just gotten home when Alice started ranting. Edward, who had been sleeping prior to Alice's yelling, had his head buried on my shoulder. His body was shaking with laughter.

"Now what do you say?" she asked, glaring at him.

He sighed. "I'm sorry I turned all your whites pink, Alice."

"And...?"

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about it."

"And?"

"Next time I'll tell you right away."

"And?"

"I deserve to be punished?"

"And?"

"What else is there?"

I laughed. Alice replied with, "I don't know, but you were on a roll. Who was I to stop you?"

He glared at her.

"Now Emmett, go to your room," I giggled.

He turned to glare at me.

"You heard the lady," Edward said, attempting to sound serious.

He turned to Alice. "Look, Al, I really am sorry about this. There's nothing I can do though. I'm sorry!"

"Okay, stop apologizing. There's one way to make it up to me."

He looked scared. "Please don't make me clean your closet again."

Rosalie put a hand over her mouth and laughed. I forgot that Edward, Jasper, and Rosalie didn't know about that. Good times, good times.

"Nope." She then winked at Rose, and said, "you're coming shopping with me to replace all of the clothes."

"God, damn woman."

She smirked. "That's what you get."

**Two days later**

I was pulled from my sleep by my phone buzzing on the table. I quickly shut off the alarm and slipped from the bed. Edward had insisted last night that I go to class, that he'd be fine without me. After a good while of him telling me he'd be fine, I gave in.

I showered quickly before sneaking back into the room to get dressed. Edward had rolled over since I left, replacing me with my pillow. I laughed softly, seeing his face pressed into it. Smells just like me, huh Edward?

I threw on Edward's hoodie, jeans, and tennis shoes, grabbed my keys and snuck out the front door.

I tried to pay attention today. I wasn't entirely sure what I missed, or what to expect of the project we were doing.

"As I said on Tuesday, these babies will help prepare you for the babies you will care for in your career," Mrs. Haynes was saying.

Babies? What babies? I thought for a moment. Oh, right. The simulator things we were getting.

"We'll end class early today so you can jump right in with the project. Now you'll each get a journal. This is to record any experiences with your 'child'. You will be getting a bottle, two diapers, one will already be on it, and the baby carrier/car seat. You will also get two wrist bands. One is yours, and one is the babysitter band. You may give that to whom you wish, but keep in mind the more the babysitter helps, the lower your grade will be. Any questions?"

It was too early for most people to care about details; we grunted and shrugged.

"Okay, well let's hand these out shall we?"

After about a half hour, each student had a baby complete with wristband, securely fastened on.

"Alright, you're all free to go. I wish you all luck, and hope you get at least some sleep."

I had no idea what to expect with this thing. I didn't know whether I had a boy or girl, not having changed a diaper yet. Now when I say change the diaper, I mean the fake baby cries, you swap the diaper, the sensor detects this, it stops crying. Sound simple, huh? No, not exactly. The 'baby' also cries when it wants a bottle. From what I've heard from upperclassmen, it also has seizures. Now that one I wasn't sure about. I mean, it was a 'baby' from a drug-affected pregnancy. Just the size gave that much away. But would it really do that? And what do I do when that happens? I had no idea what to expect, at all.

I fastened the car seat next to me in the truck. So far the thing was quiet. I prayed it would stay this way, but I knew that wasn't likely.

I was almost in the driveway when he/she – it – started crying. Not full on screaming cries, but short whimpers.

"Baby, it's okay baby," I cooed. I was so going to fail this assignment. I should have paid more attention in class on Tuesday.

I parked, and took the baby out of the carrier. The bracelet had some sort of sensor to be able to tell when I was holding it. This was a hell of a lot more advanced than the silly little stick-the-bracelet-in-its-back ones the high school had.

It stopped whimpering. Okay, so that's the hold-me cry. Got it. I remembered Mrs. Haynes saying by the next class, we should have learned our babies cries.

I unhooked the carrier, baby in one arm, and carried the two things into the house. It had on a little yellow outfit, the neutral boy-girl color (which didn't help in the gender search I had going) and a hat to match. At a glance, it actually looked real.

Walking into the house, I realized I didn't tell anyone that I would be bringing this thing home. Almost as if it knew, once I stepping into the house, the thing started screaming. Like, bloody-murder screaming.

"What the fuck is that?" I heard Emmett's booming voice from his room.

"Hey, watch your language! This thing records me!" I said over it's loud screams. Okay, I need to know if it's a boy or girl.

It started shaking. Shit, it's having a seizure. I didn't think.. Oh God.

I put down the carrier and wrapped my other arm around it, bouncing up and down.

A very spotted Edward came out of our room, looking thoroughly confused at the site of me, jacket still on, baby in arms, bouncing up and down in the foyer.

"What on Earth are you doing?"

"Homework. Help, what do I do? The thing is having a seizure!"

He held his arms out to take it, but I shook my hand, showing him my braceletted wrist.

"It has a sensor to tell that I'm holding it."

"That's creepy."

I nodded in agreement.

After a good ten minutes of me bouncing the thing around, it calmed down. By then, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie had come out to see what all the commotion was about.

"Bella, I didn't even know you were pregnant!" Emmett laughed.

I glared at him, cradling the baby. I hadn't put it down yet.

"Boy or girl?" Alice asked.

"I.. uh.. don't know."

"How do you not know? It's your baby for the next-" she paused, counting the days in her head, "-four days!"

I shrugged.

Rosalie extended her arms. "May I?"

"Okay," I said reluctantly. I handed her the baby. "But only because he- I mean it's- not crying."

"Fair enough," she said. She peeked into the diaper. "Well, Alice, you may shop blue."

Edward chuckled. I, on the other hand, smiled at the fact that it was a boy.

"Rose, let me hold him!" Emmett said.

"Emmett," I warned.

"Bella," he mimicked.

"If you drop my baby, you will die."

"Isn't it our baby?" Edward whispered in my ear as Rosalie put the baby in Emmett's arms.

Edward wanted the druggie mom's baby?

My brilliant response was,"Uh."

"Is that a no?"

I shook my head.

"Bella," Alice said, pulling me from my thoughts. I looked at her. Emmett had passed him to her. "He needs a name."

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