Bella and the Baby

By Mistyrious Charades

Disclaimer: This is a fan inspired work based on a fictional piece created by Stephenie Meyer. I do not own or claim any and all entities belonging to Stephenie Meyer and all other parties involved. No money is being made and no copyright infringement intended.

Chapter One

I was in my sleep when the whining started.

"What is that annoying sound?" I asked in a daze. Beside me, Edward was still. I could imagine the smile stretching across his lips at my question. He sighed. "That's our baby Bella."

I got out of bed with my eyes closed fumbling for the key I had placed around my neck. We had been assigned these real-life baby dolls to care for a whole term. We had to feed them, bathe them and keep them clothed. They even needed nappy changes. At the end of the term, when we handed our projects in, they would be tested to see how well we looked after them. The key I had finally managed to locate was part one of keeping the baby quiet. I had to insert it in its back and rock it gently until it shut up.

"Make it stop!" I complained.

He laughed, "You know I can't do that. We'll fail the project. Although if you really wanted me to, I could smash it to pieces, it wouldn't take very long."

As appealing as the idea was, I couldn't fail Biology or Charlie would have me. He was very smug with the assignment's rules and glad that Edward was my partner. He thought the school was right to 'teach us a lesson so that we wouldn't get any ideas'. I, being stubborn, was determined to prove him wrong and to pass this project with flying colours.

We were using an old cot of mine for the baby that Charlie had saved from my infanthood. I took it out of there; my eyes still closed, fumbled further with the key and began to rock it. I slumped down on my rocking chair and finally opened my eyes staring at Edward. He was staring back at me, smiling.

"What?" I asked more than a little annoyed with the task at hand.

"I don't know how you made it all the way there without falling over especially since you had your eyes closed."

"Haha very funny."

"Anyway I just remembered that we haven't named the doll. I think you should decide."

Ugh. Of all the things he could have possibly said.

"I don't know," I shrugged, "I don't even know what sex it is."

Edward laughed again. "That's for you to decide too. It's a unisex baby."

At least there was one thing I was certain about. I didn't like babies.

The next day after school, I was greeted by Jessica who was carrying her doll in an infant carrier on her chest. She simply adored it and had named him 'Robinson'. With her name being so common, she had preferred something more unique. She was taking this very seriously, she was even giving him nicknames, sometimes he was Rob, sometimes he was Robbie and Angela told me that she had even asked Lauren to be godmother.

"She's going to invite you to go to shopping with her for Robinson at Port Angeles. I think you should go." I stared blindly at Edward. I couldn't decide who was smugger about this task: him or Charlie. He was staring at me attentively, waiting for my answer.

"Okay, I will," I decided. He wasn't the only one who could play 'smug' at this game. "But if I am going to go shopping with her, then you're baby-sitting!"

I surrendered the baby over without looking back at him and made my way over to Jessica.

"Hey Bella, I've got a great idea for the project!" She said before I was even metres in front of her.

"We should go shopping?"

She furrowed her brow but didn't seem to think anything of it, "You read my mind!"

We were on our way to her car when she noticed my empty arms. "Where's your baby?" she asked.

"Edward's baby-sitting," I told her grinning.

She smiled back, "Mike offered to take care of Robinson every second day but I just couldn't imagine letting him go! He's so adorable! Sometimes I forget he's a doll! Ooh you really should have brought yours as well. Angela's going to meet us there with Benji Jr. What did you name yours?"

I shook my head, "I haven't decided."

"Really?" she asked perplexed that I could come up with such an answer.

"I don't really know if it's a boy or girl yet." I said in my defence.

Jessica had really gone out for Robinson. There was a baby capsule in her car. "Do you want to have a go?" she asked me when I told her I didn't have one installed in my truck. "It's good practice for later on. After I finish studying I wouldn't mind settling down and have a kid!" I nodded in agreement though I couldn't feel anything less. I was about to place Robinson gently into the capsule but at the same time I almost dropped him so Jessica decided against it, acting as if Robinson were real.

"I'm sorry I just really want to get good marks. If I don't, it'll show poorly against Mike as well."

We made our way to Port Angeles but it took us longer than usual. She wanted to drive slower for Robinson's sake. And I thought my truck was the slowest vehicle around.

When we finally made it, as Jessica reached into the backseat for Robinson, I was promptly asked to get the pram out of the backseat when a familiar silver Volvo caught my eye.

Typical. I was surprised that he hadn't shown up earlier. I kept my eye on the car and seconds later she got out. Huh? Oh, so he hadn't come. He had sent Alice. Fair enough, I would wave out to her. At least, it would be a break from Jessica's constant doting.

Before I could do so however, Alice merrily skipped to the boot of her car. In one swift movement she had removed a five hundred dollar Peg Perego pram from the back. But if she had the pram - that meant she had the baby too. She turned around and knew where I was instantly. She waved at me first before I could even lift my hand.

I took out Jessica's pram for her but I didn't know how to unlock the thing so I told her that Alice had arrived and that I would meet her inside. She seemed a little annoyed but I would take care of that later; I wanted to find out what Edward was up to.

As I reached the way too expensive pram, it was to find that it was doused in pink blankets. Alice came out from the back delicately holding the baby in her arms.

A girl.

"Edward made me godmother!" she said, "I couldn't resist taking her away from Edward and I'm so jealous of your project! We've named her, I hope you don't mind!"

I didn't in the slightest but a smile etched my slips when I saw her name embroidered on her little hat. Sunny.

"Esme made it for her! Carlisle's going on about how she's too young to be a grandmother! Do you like the name Sunny? It's ironic don't you think? It's only her nickname though. Her real name is Stephenie 'Sunny' Cullen."

I nodded. Very ironic indeed. Lucky for me, Alice was taking the whole godmother thing to heart and insisted on pushing the pram. I noticed she had an adequately filled pink Winnie-the-Pooh nappy bag with her too.

"Nice bag," I mused. "Alice, where did you get the time to get all this stuff?"

She smilled, "As soon as I saw that Edward was going to ask me to look after her as godmother."

Ah, I should have known that. We reached the mall and went up to the food court where Angela and Jessica were waiting for us. They were already feeding their dolls. As soon as we got there Alice dutifully and promptly got out a milk bottle. Then she gave it to me.

"What am I supposed to do?" I asked.

Alice giggled, "Feed her of course!"

I took the bottle hesitantly and raised it to Sunny's lips. Her eyes were open and she was making weird gurgling noises with her lips.

"It's nice of you to bring Bella's doll, Alice." Jessica said, "I told her she should have! It's nice to see that you've decided she's a girl too. What did you name her?"

Alice grinned. "Stephenie, but we're calling her Sunny for short."

"Oh that's really pretty," Jessica added, placing Robinson on her back to burp him. A couple of minutes later it made a weird burping noise and I laughed.

"My dad's having a real good laugh about this project," I told them, "How are your parents reacting?"

"They think it's a good idea," Angela answered, "Mum's being helping me out heaps and stuff. Where she would go to first?"

I shrugged. I was hopeless at making decisions. Alice however, was never out of ideas when it came to shopping. "Clothes!" she said.

A/N: Okay, so that's the first chapter. I know it's very short but I'd like to know if you think the story is a good idea. Should I continue with chapter two or should I scrap the whole thing and write something else?

Misty