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Week 19-March 2
Alice POV
"Have a good day guys!" Mom told Jasper and I when she dropped us off at school.
"Bye!" I waved, walking towards the small Forks Middle School building. I held my textbooks tight to my chest, and walked straight to my locker, avoiding the eyes of my peers. When people found out that my sister was pregnant they started looking at me funny, then once they heard that my second sister was shipped off to some school for problemed kids they started looking at me as though I was completely insane.
A lot of my friends aren't allowed to hang out with me anymore, so I'm usually alone at school. People are almost afraid of me, as though the problems that my sisters have are contagious.
I speed walk to my first period class, and took my seat at the back of the class. Just like most other days, I went though my day in a series of choreographed steps. It wasn't until seventh period drama that my steps fell out of synch.
"Alice, Caitlin, Essie, Jack, Max and Matt, you're up." My drama teacher, Mrs McCoy, announced. My group stood up and made our way to the front of the class to present our skit.
"Jill!" Essie said dramatically, looking me in the eyes, "How could you do this to me?" That was my cue to 'slap' her. I raised my hand and was about to hit her when I got this strange feeling. All of a sudden I was no longer in my classroom. I was now in a hospital room. I saw my self lying on a bed, a blue plaster cast on my arm. Esme was standing next to me, and I was crying. I could literally feel the pain.
"Alice!" Someone shouted. I blinked a few times, and was now back in the classroom.
"Hey, spacey Stacey, its your line." Essie snapped. Essie used to be my best friend. We were inseparable. It wasn't until recently that she dropped me to become best friends with Ioana Vanderwaal. Now she won't even give me the time of day, unless of course she's yelling at me.
"What?" I blinked, I was still confused about what I had seen.
The rest of my group sighed in frustration. Essie stomped her foot and turned to Mrs McCoy. "How can we be expected to do a decent job when we have to work with her?" Essie complained.
"Sorry." I said quietly. "I don't know what happened."
"Well, whatever it was," Caitlin snapped, "Don't let it happen again."
"Sorry." I repeated.
The rest of the day passed painfully slow. I just wanted to go home, and get away from these girls. I can't wait until we move. I can't imagine staying with these girls for the next five years.
In the past when things upset me, I would go right to mom and tell her all about it. She would take me out for coffee, and we would just sit and talk until I felt better. Recently though she's been so busy with Bella and Rosalie that she doesn't really have time to listen to my problems. So now I just have to keep things to myself.
Finally the last bell rang and everyone flooded into the hallways. I was still a little shaken up about what had happened in drama, but I tried my best to push it out of my head.
"Move it spacey." Ryan Shepard, a boy from my drama class shoved past me. My books crashed to the ground, and as I bent down to pick them up, Essie came up behind me and pushed me to the ground.
"Omff." I grunted as I fell to the floor. I was just about to stand back up when I felt someone step on my wrist. Then someone else. Then yet another person. I cried out in pain, but nobody seemed to care. I picked up my books as best I could and then went out to the front of the school, still crying. I quickly spotted my moms car and ran over to her.
"Alice," She gasped, as I climbed into the back seat crying, "Sweetheart, whats that matter?"
"Mom, my wrist, hurts," I sobbed. I extended my swollen bruising wrist for her to see.
"Oh God, Alice, sweetheart, what happened?"
"I fell." I sniffed.
"We need to get that checked out." She said as Jasper climbed into the front. Instead of heading home mom drove straight to the hospital. We walked into the emergency room and were quickly taken to a room.
I was so focused on the pain that it didn't occur to me that my 'vision' from drama was coming true. It wasn't until I was dressed in the gown, in the hospital bed, my arm wrapped in blue plaster and Esme standing next to me that I realized I had seen this already.
"Mom," I cried, "I knew this was going to happen."
"What?" She looked at me, confused.
"I saw this happening."
"In a dream?"
"A day dream." I told her.
"Alice, it was probably a coincidence." She said. I nodded, even though I didn't think so. "Just let it go."
By the time I was released it was dark outside. I came home and crawled straight into bed. Bella was already in bed, reading. Her belly was bigger now. You can definitely tell that she's having a baby.
"How are you feeling?" She asked me as I walked in.
"Okay, I guess. I just want to go to sleep."
"I don't blame you." She sighed, "It's be a long day, eh?"
"You have no idea." I moaned, pulling the covers over my head.
I fell asleep relatively fast, and didn't wake up until early afternoon. Mom must have decided to give me the day off school, because I don't remember her trying to wake me up.
I stayed in bed, enjoying the warmth, and comfort. If I had my way, I'd never go back to school again. I'd just stay in my bed all day, everyday. Sleeping and reading and watching TV.
I know that Bella, and probably Rosalie, feels the exact same way, but both of them get up every day. Bella not only has to deal with having no friends, but she also has to deal with having a beach ball under her shirt. My sisters are two of the toughest people I know, and I'm trying my best to be just like them.
It wasn't until I heard everyone coming in from school that I finally forced my self out of bed. I dragged myself downstairs, wearing my gray fleece pajama bottoms that are two sizes two big, my pink Abercrombie hoodie and my best smile.
"Hi!" I said cheerfully as I walked into the kitchen.
"Hi Alice." Emmett said, slapping me on the back. "Did you have a good sleep? You were pretty drugged last night." He laughed his big booming laugh.
"Yeah." I giggled, "I was tired."
I opened the freezer and grabbed a bagel. As I was cutting the bagel I realized how glad I am that I broke my left wrist, not my right. If I didn't have my right arm everyday tasks would be a lot more difficult.
Once I was done my food I went to watch TV. "Hi love." Mom said as she came in, "How are you feeling?"
"A lot better." I smiled.
"Thats good. Your arm is okay?"
I looked at my plaster covered arm. "I'll survive." I giggled.
"So are you ready to go back to school tomorrow?" She asked.
I chewed my lip for a minute. "Mom, will you homeschool me, just until we move?" I asked. I never in a million years thought I would ask to be home schooled. I used to love going to school, and seeing all of my friends was the main reason why.
Mom looked at me, and so much sadness appeared on her face, "Oh Alice," She said, grabbing my good hand in hers. She looked so sad, and it made me feel guilty.
"Just joking." I said quickly, smiling weakly.
"Alice, I am so sorry baby." Mom said, and I could tell she was on the verge of tears.
"Don't be mom. I was just joking." I kissed her on the cheek. "Don't worry about me. You need to focus your energy on Bella and Rosalie, not me."
"Alice, once this is all over, I'm gonna take you somewhere special, just you and I."
"I'd like that." I smiled genuinely.
That night I got into bed feeling a million times better. Sure things are tough, but one month from now I'll be gone, and I'll be starting on a brand new slate. Just the thought of getting a fresh start put me to sleep with a smile on my face.
The next morning I got up normal time and got dressed and ready for school. Of course I don't want to go, and I know it's not gonna be fun, but I can do it. I'm a strong person, and I can last a month, and maybe I'll even have a little bit of fun.
(Thursday of the same week) Rosalie POV
I'm halfway through my eight week program, and I can already tell that I've made a lot of progress. I now eat almost full meals, and I don't feel guilty about doing so. Probably my biggest achievement since arriving here is that I have finally begun to forgive my self.
Grace and I were sitting out by the pond, enjoying the sun. The air was cool, but the sun was shining brightly. "I only have like three weeks left here." I said, leaning back, "And then I can go back to my life."
"Lucky." Grace sighed. She had been here almost seven weeks, and still had a ways left to go.
"Gracie, if you just ate, and actually participated in group and went to your one on one's then you could go home too."
Grace sighed, "Rosalie you didn't eat because you felt guilty. Carol has helped you to overcome that guilt, and she's helped you to see that what happened wasn't your fault." She picked up a twig and then snapped it in half, "I don't eat because I'm fat. And no matter what Carol says I'm still fat. Even if she makes me feel better for a little while, I'll just see my self in the mirror and see that I'm too fat, and then I won't eat."
I didn't know what to say to her. I've never been the best person to give advice. I've told Gracie a million times that she's not fat. In fact, Gracie is too skinny. You can see her ribs through her shirt, and truthfully it's kind of gross. She won't listen though. She has it in her head that she's too fat, and she won't eat until she's skinny enough, which in my opinion will be never. Grace will never reach her ideal body weight, its too unrealistic. She's going to kill her self trying.
"You're not fat." Was the only thing I could think to say. Gracie frowned then pushed herself up.
"I'll see you at dinner." She grumbled, heading towards the main building. I fell back onto the grass, looking at the clouds. When Alice and I were little we used to compete to see who could find the most objects in the clouds. It was a silly game, but we could spend hours looking.
I stayed out by the pond until the dinner bell rang. I wasn't ready to go back inside, but my stomach was grumbling. I jogged towards the dining hall and took my spot at my usual table with April, Leah, Vanessa and Gracie. The other three girls were already sitting when I got there, but Grace's seat was empty.
"Hi Rose." April smiled. April, Leah and Vanessa are all in my grade, and I became friends with them right away. "Where's Grace?"
"I'm not sure. She came back inside about half an our ago. I'm sure she'll be here soon." Even though Grace doesn't eat, she never missed meal times.
After twenty minutes Grace still hadn't shown. "I'm just gonna run to my room and see if she's there." I pushed back my chair and ran up to our room. I unlocked the door and found Grace lying on her bed, crying.
"Gracie!" I ran over to her, "Grace, what's wrong?"
"It's no use." She sobbed, "I don't even know why I'm trying."
"Trying what Grace?" I asked frantically.
"Rosalie, I'm never going to be skinny enough." She moaned. "It's useless."
I wasn't sure what to say. I didn't want to encourage her to keep trying to loose weight, but I didn't want to tell her to give up either.
"Gracie, you are perfect just the way you are."
"Then why was I sent here?" She challenged.
"You just aren't able to see your perfection yet. It'll come."
"It won't." A whole new wave of sobs poured down her cheeks.
"Come to dinner." I urged, standing up.
"I don't deserve to be seen in public. It's not fair to make you guys look at my fat all day." She rolled over and her shoulders started shaking.
I quietly left the room and went back down to the dining hall. I found Carol sitting at a table with other teachers and staff.
"Uh, excuse me, Carol?" I asked, coming up behind her.
"Hi Rosalie. What can I do for you?"
"I know you're eating, but I really think you need to go see Gracie." I said quietly.
Carol's face got serious, and she stood up, "Of course. Thanks Rosalie." Carol stood up up and headed in the direction of our rooms. I returned to my table and finished eating.
"Grace isn't feeling well," I said, "She's just sleeping." The other girls nodded, and then the conversation shifted. Carol never returned to the dining hall, and when I went back up to my room Grace wasn't there.
The next morning I followed my normal routine, getting up, showering, getting dressed, going for breakfast and then going to classes. I didn't hear from Grace until after lunch. When I got to my sixth period class she was sitting her desk, chatting to the kids around her as though nothing had happened.
"Grace!" I smiled sitting down next to her.
"Hi Rosalie. Sorry I wasn't here this morning."
"Thats okay, I'm just glad you're feeling better."
The rest of the day went on as if nothing out of the usual had happened last night, and I didn't question Grace's whereabouts, I was just glad that she was smiling again.
That night after dinner I made my way to Carol's classroom. "Hi," I greeted her as I walked in.
"Hi Rosalie." She motioned for me to take a seat. "So, how is everything?"
I sat down in one of the desks. "I'm good. I guess I'm just kind of looking forward to going back home. I really miss my family, and I bet my sister is huge by now." I giggled.
Carol looked at me confused, and it suddenly dawned on my that I've never mentioned any of my siblings during group or one one one. I guess they've never really come up in conversation.
I laughed, "I guess I've never told you about my family, have I?" Carol shook her head.
"Besides your parents, you've never really talked about your siblings before."
"Okay, well Alice is thirteen, the youngest, then there's me and Jasper, we're twins. Bella is fifteen, Edward is sixteen and Emmett is seventeen."
"That's quite the family." Carol observed.
"Yes, well they adopted Edward first, and then Jasper and I, then Emmett then later that year they adopted Alice, then last was Bella. There was a long gap between Alice and Bella though, ten or elven years."
"So how old were you when you were adopted?"
"Jazz and I were three. I don't really have many memories from my old life though. My dad killed my mom when Jazz and I were barely a year, and then we went to live with my grandma for a few years, and then when we were three she got really sick, so we were placed with Carlisle and Esme, and soon after they adopted us."
"So you've been through a lot."
"I guess, but it doesn't feel like it. It doesn't feel like I was adopted. To me Carlisle and Esme are my mom and dad."
"Thats good then Rosalie, I'm glad you adjusted so well. Are all of your siblings so well adjusted?"
"Yes. Well, almost all. Bella's been having a really tough time." I frowned, "She didn't join our family until she was fifteen. She's had a really rough life though. Like, horrible. She was bounced from home to home, living with complete strangers, some of which did horrible things to her. Then a few weeks before she came to us she was raped. So you can probably understand that she's been having a very hard time."
"Thats horrible." Carol shook her head, "How come she didn't come here too?"
"She handled things a lot better then I did. She sees a psychologist, but she got over her guilt and stuff very fast. She couldn't get depressed, she had to keep her head up."
"Thats very mature of her."
"Well she had no choice, she has to keep going, for the baby."
"Baby?"
"Thats what I meant when I said that my sister is probably huge by now. The guy who raped Bells before she came here got her pregnant."
"Oh my God."
"She's doing really well though. She's decided to keep the baby. We get to find out the sex of the baby next week."
"I'm glad that she's doing well."
"Me too. It took a while, but she's getting back into the beat of things. She's going to be a great mom."
"And you're going to be a great Aunt, Rose."
"Really?" I smiled, "Thanks."
"You're welcome. Our time is up for this week, but I'll see you monday."
I stood up, "Bye Carol, thank you." I walked slowly down the hall, I was going to be an aunt. Aunty Rosalie...it had a nice ring to it.
Week 20-March 9
"Bella!" Alice called, "Lets go!"
"I'm coming!" I grabbed my purse and ran down the stairs. Today was the day that I finally get to find out if I'm having a girl or a boy. Esme had let Alice take the day off of school so she could come with us.
"I'm so excited!" Alice chirped, "I can't wait to shop for baby stuff!" Alice squealed, clapping her hands together.
We drove the hospital, and I couldn't stay still. I had been waiting so long for this day to come. The suspense has been killing me.
When we got to the hospital Alice practically flew out the door and sprinted inside. Esme and I followed as quickly as we could behind her.
In the waiting room I picked up a Cosmo magazine, and flipped through the pages. "What are you reading about sex for?" Esme asked me.
I quickly put the magazine back, avoiding her question. The truth was though that Edward and I were thinking about it. We wanted to do it at least once before I got too fat.
We were still deciding though if we should sleep together first, or tell the family first. I mean technically we were doing nothing wrong, we're not blood related or anything.
All of a sudden Alice got this really weird, almost blank look on her face. "Alice?" Esme and I asked, "Alice are you okay?"
Alice quickly opened her eyes, and blinked a few times, "I saw a pink a purple room..." She said, her voice distant.
"Isabella Cullen?" Saved by the bell. Alice, Esme and I followed the tech into the room. She had me lie down on the table and pull up my shirt.
"So, twenty weeks, halfway, thats pretty exciting." The tech smiles.
"Mhmm. It is." I nod, eager for her to just tell me the sex already.
"So, are we finding out the gender today?" The tech asks.
"Yes!" I say giddily.
"Okay then," She smiles, "Lets get started then."
"Wait!" Alice shouts. She whips out her phone and calls Rosalie. "Rosalie? It's Alice. Yes! I'm putting you on speaker."
"Hi everyone!" Rosalie's voice crackled through the phones speaker. "Now you can get started."
The tech smothers the gel on my stomach then runs the machine thing over it. She looks at the screen and smiles. I look too and I see a baby. You can really tell that it's a baby. My baby.
"Are you ready?" The tech asked me.
"Yes!" I nodded enthusiastically. I had been waiting for this moment since I had found out I was pregnant.
Esme sat next to me, squeezing my hand, and I could hear Rosalie's fast breathing on the other end of the phone. Alice stood on the other side of me, staring expectantly at the screen.
The room got intensely silent for a moment, and then Rosalie finally burst, "Just tell us already!" She giggled impatiently. "The suspense is killing me!"
The tech smiled, "Well congratulations Bella, you're going to be the proud mother of a baby girl."
"I knew it," I smiled. "I just knew it."
"You so did not." Alice laughed, lightly punching my arm.
"Well Alice, you better start looking at baby furniture. You do want to decorate the nursery, right?" I asked.
Alice's eyes got wide, "Really?" I nodded, "Oh Bella, thank you so much!" She hugged me as best as she could, considering I was lying down.
Esme looked at me, and smiled widely, "Congratulations Bella."
"Thanks." I beam. "A girl. I'm having my very own baby girl." This was really happening. I'm really having a baby.
I looked over at Alice expecting her to be all smiles, and she was, but behind her smile I saw a hint of panic.
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