(Bay's POV)

I ponder where mine and Emmett's relationship will go as I scroll through information among various web pages. How awkward that I would be looking up birth control options. I blush just thinking about it knowing that if I'm not mature enough to think about it, I shouldn't be doing it but wanted to do it anyways? A first time, I read, is never good but I beg to differ. Mine was magical.

"Knock, knock!" My mother cheerily announces from the door making me jump and close my computer quickly.

"Heeeeey!" I smile crookidly, "What's up….?""

"Just dropping off the laundry!" She sets a basket down on the floor near my bed and starts to put things away.

I realize my privacy is limited with a mother as amazing, organized, yet nosy as my own. I couldn't hide anything from her if I was to start on the pill or buy condoms or any of that stuff. Ew, thinking about those things while my mother was feet away from me only managed to increase the uncomfortable feelings I was housing.

"Mom…" I question, "Will you make me a doctor's appointment?"

She turns, genuine concern in her eyes, "Why? Are you not feeling well?"

I've had an occasional bout of nausea but I pushed it onto anxiety instead of anything major. Truly I didn't want an appointment for that but more the idea of discussing birth control options with a trusted professional.

"No, I just have a…. a lot of headaches lately…." I shift my eyes.

She raises an eyebrow, obviously knowing something is up but refusing to ask, "Well… okay, I'll try to get you one this week!"

I nod, "Thank you…." I slowly pull back up the windows as she exits continuing to read about horrific side effects and wondering if a baby would really be worse than some of the side effects they mention.

(Emmett's POV)

I pick at the crumbs of my lunch and glance to the distance. My mother hasn't said a single word since she returned home late last night and I wonder if we'll ever get over this relationship bridge. Oh well. My mother is crazy anyways. By this time on a usual day, Daphne would have come over to the table spewing off about her wonderful relationship and prestigious future and I would smile uncomfortably knowing that we have finally reached a cross road.

I glance up to see her kissing her overly tan boyfriend; not disgusted but more uncomfortable knowing that the two of us had grown up so much. We were so different- for so long our family life and our history had created a close bond but now I see more than ever as she second choices me for lunch that this is truly over.

"Hey!" She blankly greets.

I smile and munch on my chips, "Hey."

"What's wrong?" She still instantly knew.

"Just my mom and I… usual…"

"Is it regarding Bay?" She questions, making sure to stare daggers at me.

I look at her with narrow brows, "What?"

Daphne shrugs, "Just asking…."

"What do you mean is this regarding Bay?"

"I just think it's a little strange that you're throwing so much away for her…" She opens her lunch bag and pulls out a healthy looking springtime salad.

I raise my eyebrow, "Excuse me?"

"Nothing!" She pokes at the lettuce and smiles wide, "How is your day so far?" She awkwardly shifts the topic.

"No! Not nothing!" I start to get angry, "What are you taking about throwing so much away? I'm not throwing anything away, I'm gaining!"

Daphne rolls her eyes, "Emmett you always do this…. Don't be dramatic…."

I stand up, easily irritated after all the things that had gone within the past few days, not having seen Bay in about 24 hours.

"Emmett!" She yells, glancing around knowing that a scene is being caused, "Sit down and listen to me for a second!"

I sit down, a deep breath in and a deep glare at her. I was too tired to take this shit from an outsider.

"I was just saying that the last time the two of you went out, it didn't blow over yourself; I mean you throw a lot away for her. The relationship between you and your mother, the amount you skip school, our friendship… She's kind of a bad influence on you…"

"Did my mother set you up for this?"

Daphne glances around, "Emmett, I'm just going to give you a word of advice… she's moving in August, you're stuck here; do you really want to mess everything up for her?"

"Daphne, what you don't understand is it's not messing everything up, I'm happy! Why can't anybody just let me be happy!"

"I'm worried for your well-being when August rolls around, that's all!" She throws her fork down in distress.

"Well don't!" I sign back at her, grabbing my things and walking off. I consider ditching out on the rest of the day but realizing that, that would only make Daphne's point right being that I would be going right to Bay. I sigh and hunch down in a somewhat hidden area.

Was Daphne really getting to me? Was she right?

No. I was too close to Bay for this to be happening. We were over this stage.
It wasn't going to end in August- it was going to stay.