Standing in line at the drug store, I noticed tiny little yellow slippers hanging off the shelf. I couldn't help myself; grabbing them and quickly shoving them into my basket.

"Bella—", I quickly turned around at the sound of my name, surprised that one of my classmates was standing behind me in line.

"Hey Laur—"

"How was your summer?" She smiled, cutting me off.

"Uh. Good." I said, swallowing thickly as I quickly glanced down at the contents in my basket. "What about yours?"

"Mine was good too."

I nodded and smiled politely before turning around in line; patiently waiting for my turn. The line seemingly moved slowly, while nervous beads of sweat started to prickle down my forehead.

"So the rumours are true, huh?" She laughed lightly, pointing to the slippers in my basket. "I thought for sure it was just a bunch of bologna but it's true, isn't it?"

"Uh. Yeah,"

"Wow, that's crazy. How far along are you?"

"Um. About 12 weeks."

"Wow." She blew a raspberry. "You're only seventee—"

Not wanting to have this conversation, I quickly diverged a plan to get out of here.

"Oh! Oops." I said awkwardly, "I forgot... uh toothpaste." I interrupted, cutting her off. "Just let me go grab that." I said as confidently as I could; giving Lauren a polite smile and quickly walking out the line and down a random isle.

Grabbing the first box of toothpaste I found; just in case Lauren was still there. I went back to the line only to stop dead in my tracks when I noticed a tall blond standing at the end of the line. But that wasn't what made my heart stop and my breathing hitch. It was the beautiful boy standing beside her. The boy I had been and still am madly in love with since we first met when I moved here to live with my father.

The jealously ripped through me when he tilted his head back and laughter at something Rosalie said. Before I even had time to think about moving my feet, his head quickly turned in my direction; the large smile still plastered on his face. His eyes locked with mine, and just as fast as he looked in my direction; the smile was wiped from his face. Immediately, my heart dropped into my stomach.

Without thinking, I left my basket on the shelf and walked out of the drug store as fast as I could. I didn't look back, no matter how much I wanted too.

—

"Where are the groceries I asked for?"

"Uh," I said awkwardly, biting my lip before entering the kitchen. Charlie had almost every cupboard door opened searching for the stuff he had asked me to pick up while I was out.

"Did you get anything I asked for?" He asked; his voice gruff and irritated.

"About that..." I pulled at the end of my sleeve anxiously, while taking a seat at the kitchen table, with my leg underneath me.

"What happened at the grocery store that would cause you to not get anything I asked for?" He asked, shutting the fridge door.

"Um, well. It's official," my voice was mocking. " By Monday morning it will be confirmed that I'm knocked up."

Charlie grimaced, still not okay with the fact that his seventeen year old daughter is pregnant. "Why? What happened?"

"I saw Lauren at the drug store when I went to pick up my prenatal vitamins, which I didn't even get by the way." I exhaled loudly, "I saw these cute baby slippers—"

"Bella, I didn't give you money for baby slippers. I don't get paid till next week, this money has to last—"

"I didn't get them." I cut him off, "And they were only a couple bucks. Anyway, Lauren saw them."

"Well, people are going to find out your pregnant anyway, Bells. You're going to get a hell of a lot bigger then you are now."

"I know." I whined, rolling my eyes. "But baggy sweaters will work for now until I'm too big to go to school."

"Wait," my father said in disbelief. "Hold on, until you're too big to go to school?" His voice was irate, while his face twisted in anger and he pointed his index finger at me, scolding as if I were a child, not having one. "Like hell. You're going to school until the day you pop that child out."

"But—", I started, but he cut me off.

"No ifs, ands or buts Bella. I'm dead serious." The emphasis on the 'dead' didn't go unnoticed. "If you thought that when you decided to come here instead of staying at your mothers; then you thought wrong and I'd advise you to get up in your room and pack your bags."

"Chill, Charlie." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm serious, Bella."

"I know, dad. I got it." I groaned, wanting to drop the subject.

"If you miss one day of school, you're going back to your mothers."

"Okay dad!" I screamed. "I get it."

"Great." His voice was calm now, I rolled my eyes. "Now pass me those potatoes, since we don't have anything else to eat for supper."

"I'm sorry." I groaned, getting up and passing him the heavy bag. "I was panicking."

"You have to grow up sometime, Bella." He rolled his eyes, accepting the bag and heavily dropping them into the counter causing me to jump.

—

My day started off by arriving to school in my fathers' cruiser. It wasn't something that was planned. The unwanted attention that was associated with the blue and black car was not attention that I wanted to draw to myself, especially this particular morning. But not being able to sleep the night before, I slept in and didn't have the time to walk.

I told myself I wasn't looking for it, but when I spotted the silver car in the parking lot, my heartbeat speed up. A lump formed in my throat, as I entered the school.

I wore a baggy sweater because the bulge in my stomach was starting to get bigger, making the zipper on my jeans hard to pull up. Seemingly not having the energy to lie on my bed for five minutes, while I sucked my stomach in; I just left it and wore a long sweater.

After spending most of the day with my head down, looking at the concrete floor as I walked, I happen to look up during third period class switches. I'm not sure what propelled me to look up, but I did nonetheless. Immediately, I locked eyes with that familiar face that makes my heart stop every time. Edward kept his face blank, void of all emotion.

I opened my mouth just as he was about to pass me.

"Hey." I whispered timidly, looking up at him and offering him a small smile.

Almost immediately after the words left my mouth, I regretted them. His face twisted from emotionless to anger and disgust, making my heart wrench. I stopped in my tracks, and my head whipped back, watching him as he walked past me.

I arrived early to my last class of the day; global geography class. I took a seat in the far back, hoping I wouldn't draw unwanted attention. When the class bell rang and students started pouring into the class, I was surprised to see Alice walk in and take the empty seat next to me.

"Hi," She spoke as if nothing had happened in the previous months. "How was your summer?"

"Uh, it was good?" I said hesitantly, a little unsure. "What about you?"

"Very good," She smiled to herself, as he grabbed her scribble and a pen from deep in her backpack. "Me and Jasper are officially a couple,"

"Wow, really?" I threw my head back in laughter, "that only took you two fucking years."

"I know right." she giggled. When the laughing died down, the air was awkward and uncomfortable. It stayed like this for a number of seconds, while I pretended to read the necks of the books on the book shelf beside my desk.

"Hey. Uh, look," She nervously looked down at her desk, drawling random hearts on her scribble before she spoke. "I'm really sorry about what happened between us before you left. I've thought about it a lot, and I was a really shitty friend."

I shook my head. "It's fine. I fucked up."

"No, Emmett fucked up too and we all forgave him a week after it happened. I'm sorry."

"It's really fine Alice. I forgave you a long time ago."

"Really?"

I nodded my head. "Yeah; you're my best friend, Alice."

"And as my duty as the best friend," she smirked, raising a brow and crossing her arms around her tiny chest, "don't you have something to tell me?"

I grimaced, scratching the back of my head. "How does everybody know?"

"I heard it from Leah a couple of weeks ago," Alice offered me a apprehensive smile. "But Jessica confirmed it this morning in gym. Why didn't you call me?"

"Leah?" I whispered under my breath, palming my forehead. "I would have called you, but I thought you hated me."

"I'm sorry Bella," Alice shamefully looked down at her lap.

"Its fine," I laughed, nudging her arm with my elbow. "It's really okay."

"Are you sure Bella? I really fucked up." I nodded, with a grin on my face. "Okay then. Well—", she started slowly and carefully, "are you excited?"

"Not so much." I looked down at my stomach and frowned.

"Bella Swan. How is it not exciting?" She asked in disbelief. "You're growing a little baby inside of you."

"I guess that part is exciting, but the rest is... stressful."

"You're not supposed to be so stressed when you're pregnant, Bella. It's bad for the baby. Where's that boyfriend of yours? He should be giving you massages to relieve that stress. When do I get to mee—"

"What?"

Boyfriend?

"Jacob?" She said hesitantly, tilting her head in confusing. "I do get to meet him, right? I promise I won't embaress—"

"Jacob?" I said incredulity. "How the hell do you know about Jacob?"

"Isn't that your baby's daddy?" She asked puzzled.

"Uh. No."

"Are you serious?" I shook my head. "Then who?"

"Who do you think, Alice?" I raised a brow, while my voice was sarcastic.

"Edward?" I scrunched my nose and bit my lip, shrugging my shoulders. "No," she said in disbelief. "Emmett?" The words seemed to leave her mouth slowly. I locked eyes with her, and slowly nodded my head. "Oh my god Bella, Rosalie is going to kill you. Her and Emmett just got back together like last week for crying out loud."

"I know," I groaned, palming my forehead and tugging on the ends of my hair. "She's going to kill me. That's why this is stressful."

"Oh my god, I can't believe this." Her voice was shrill and penetrating, causing our classmates to look over. I gave her a disbelieving look, causing her to look around and notice the attention she was bringing to us. "Are you sure it's Emmett's?" She whispered.

"Well, no." I shrugged my shoulders. "But it's either Emmett's or Edward's. My doctor said she thinks I got pregnant June 20th. And me and Edward used protection every time."

"Oh my god," Alice's whisper was high-pitched, which she palmed her own forehead.

"Please don't tell them." I begged. "I have to tell them myself. And god, please don't tell Rosalie."

"I won't. " Her eyes looked everywhere except to meet my gaze, making Alice seem uncertain and suspicious.

"Promise?"

I needed to be sure she wouldn't tell anybody.

"I promise."

A/N: Again, I beta'd this chapter myself. I hope I did a good job, but I'm sorry for any grammar and punctuation mistakes if there are some.

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