"Hi, Bella," Emmett ran towards me when he saw me, I wondered why he was at Forks High.
"Tell me you failed and are coming back for another year," I said as I was wrapped into a big Emmett bear hug.
"Nope, just in for the holidays."
"Damn, I was thinking you decided college life wasn't for you and how much you missed Janie and-"
"Mommy," I heard from the back of Emmett's car.
"Esme went and got her so Rose and I could have some Jane time before you got done with class for the day."
"Em, man," Edward came up to us and gave his brother a fist bump, then gave me a kiss on the lips.
"Well, when did you two go to the next base?"
"Em, we don't tell you things because you take it to far," I laughed as I went to see Jane, I picked her up.
"Look, I have to go ask a teacher something, do you mind watching Jane for a few more minutes?"
"Mommy, I go," Jane whined.
"Fine, come on."
"Ed, Unka Emmie," Jane looked at them expectantly.
"Guess we are going to see my old stomping grounds," Emmett said. Did I mention Jane had Emmett wrapped around her finger.
"You boys are whipped, all Jane has to do is bat her eyelashes and she's got you following you," I laughed as I walked back towards the school, Edward grabbed my hand, Jane was in my arm and Emmett keep poking her, trying to convince Jane it was me.
"Hi, Mr. Meyers, you wanted to see me after classes," I asked my teacher as I walked into his class room.
"Ah... Bella, I see you've brought an entourage," he looked at the boys. "Emmett, please tell me you are not back."
"Just for the holidays, sorry to ruin the fun."
"No, one stink bomb's enough," he laughed. "Anyways, Bella, we need to talk about your grade, it's been getting increasingly worse and I'm not sure why."
Mr. Meyers taught a family class that I'd enrolled in with Alice, Jasper and Edward. I'd figured since I had Jane it would be easy, but it was proving that I wasn't the worlds greatest mom.
"Bella, you know how to be a mom, a hard thing at your age, I'm not sure why your grade is slipping, are you having trouble at home?"
"Mr. Meyers, I'm a mother, Jane tends to keep me up from time to time," I said.
"What ever the reason, Bella, we need to fix it, how about you bring Jane in to class one morning and explain to the class what it's like being a mother at fifteen, that's what this class essentially is trying to help prevent teenage mothers and fathers. I don't know your situation, nor am I judging, but I'd like for the students to see what it's really like. Mr. Cullen-"
"Yes," both Emmett and Edward said.
"Emmett, I'd like for Bella to do this next week, will you be around?"
"Yes," Emmett said tentatively.
"Good, you can make up for the stink bomb by bringing Jane to class for Bella."
"Where is your brother?" I asked Edward, getting more and more worried over where my daughter and adopted brother where at.
"Probably going to roll in here shortly and she's going to be dressed like a biker or something."
"She doesn't need anything right now," I said. "Christmas is in three weeks."
"Em love's her, he won't be able to say no."
I rolled my eyes as Emmett walked in with my daughter, who was dressed as a biker, leather pants, a white shirt and a leather jacket.
"Aw..." the class went, I just groaned, getting up to go over to Emmett.
"Hi, momma," Jane said, reaching up for me, I lifted her and went back to my seat, Emmett following behind me.
"How's your time with Uncle Emmie?"
"Good, he took me shopping, see my pretty clothes?"
"I see, did you tell him it's Christmas coming up?"
"No," she smiled and I laughed.
"Bella," Mr. Meyers said from his desk, "I see that we have a guest in class."
"Yes, sir," I said standing up, still holding Jane. "This is my daughter, Jane."
Jane beamed at the class as she waved, she was really loving the attention.
"Class, I've asked Bella to bring Jane so we can understand the plight of a teenage mom. Now, there will be questions, but any questions that Bella doesn't feel like answering she won't have to. I also ask that you don't judge Bella for having a child. People do the best with the hand they are given during their lives."
I walked up to the front and set Jane down, pulling a doll out of my bag.
"When I was twelve, I had Jane, I named her Jane because I've always like that name, her middle name is Charley after my father. I know I'm really young to have a two and a half year old, but I love her and wouldn't trade her for the world."
I smiled down at her, she was the light of my world.
"How did you make a decision so big?" Somebody in my class asked.
"It wasn't a hard choice for me to make, Jane had grown inside me for so long that it ripped my heart apart to think of another option. It's been tough, most of you know I started Forks public school system in eight grade, Jane was three months when I started, it was really tiresome, I sleep so little, Alice can tell you that I slept during lunch often."
"Do you have a support system?"
"Yes, I have a great support system, my father was the one that encouraged me to follow my heart during the time that Jane was growing inside me, while I was home schooled, then when I started school, I meet Alice and the Cullen's, who have become like my second family."
"Momma, potty," Jane said to me, pulling on my jean leg.
"I'll take her," Alice got up and grabbed Jane's hand, grabbing the hall pass as she went out of the room.
"See what I mean, Jane went with Alice with no fuss, when she was younger, she'd fall asleep in Emmett's arms," a laugh rippled through the room, they all knew about Emmett.
"When you had to leave her with a babysitter for the first time, was it hard?"
"Extremely, I cried when I handed her over. I hated having the time away, but at the same time it was nice to have some time away."
I talked awhile about how caring for Jane had changed my social life, and how I'd been scared about telling people she was my daughter originally, but had gotten over it as I realized that no matter how old I got, Jane wouldn't stop aging so there wasn't just twelve years between us.
The day went well, I didn't get any bad vibes from people, sure some wondered about Jane's father, but it wasn't something I wished to tell and they understood. Maybe it was because I was fifteen now, not twelve.
"Momma, miss you," Jane said.
"I'll see you after classes," I told her, she smiled at me and walked out of the class holding Emmett's hand. "Something I'll never understand," I muttered to myself about my daughter and her liking to Emmett.