~A FEW WEEKS LATER~

~BPOV~

Ok, I know it's possible, …that I might not, be pregnant.

Edward, and I, stepped into the small room, at the end of the hall. I took a seat, and the doctor stepped in.

"Isabella." He began. "Your are not, …pregnant."

I started crying. At least I could get that, off of my chest. I didn't have to worry about it anymore.

"Now we know, …for sure." Edward whispered, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

~AT SCHOOL, A FEW DAYS LATER~

~BPOV~

Edward, and I, walked to science. This class is so boring. When we walked in,--as usual--, someone was fighting.

It was Emmett, and Jasper, …this time!

Ms. Flores came in, complaining, of course, and started to sing, "Why can't we be friends?" She kept trying to calm everyone down, and it wasn't working, …at all.

~EPOV~

I could tell that Bella was getting a migraine, so I put my hands over her ears, so she couldn't hear the terrible noise.

"Thanks." She mouthed.

I just nodded.

We finished our classes, and then we went home.