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No I do not own Twilight but that would be pretty awesome! All rights go to Stephenie Meyer except my little extension of the story!

Author's Note:

Hey guys! This is my first fan fiction so please leave reviews to help me get better, please no cussing! Any review is a helpful review as long as you're trying to be helpful and not rude. I hope you like my story and yes it will be long!

Complicated Measures: Chapter 1

Renesmee's POV

I smiled when I heard Jake's car pull up. He was my best friend, and used to be my babysitter. Lately though, when I look into those deep brown eyes, I feel different, a good kind of different.

My dad pulled me out of my thoughts by calling for me to get down the stairs of our now two story cottage. I walked into the living room to see my dad not surprised at my thoughts about Jake, which I know he had heard in my head, but agitated and maybe even angry. I know Jake's not his favorite person, but still. He hugged me loosley, an emotionless hug. ~What's the matter?~ I sent my thoughts to him, even though he could read them in my mind if he wanted to. I wanted him to realize that I don't like him snooping in my mind. He didn't answer me except for a quick shake of his head. I may have only been around for six years, but I knew enough to realize that's dad saying not now. Mom had just walked in and had the same question I had just asked clear on her vampire-perfect face.

We all turned as the door opened and my favorite person walked in. He laughed at the ear to ear grin that was now plastered on my face. I ran up to him, laughing along, and he picked me up in a hug and spun me around in the air. This had been our morning ritual since the day I started school only a year ago. After a few spins and some glares from dad, Jake set me down, but instead of letting me go like normal, he kept his arms around my waist. He was looking down at me with a smile on his lips, his eyes full of hope, friendliness, and- wait, no, Jake wouldn't look at me the same way dad looks at mom, would he? I'm sure I'm wrong, I mean, I'm only six even if I look sixteen and have the mind of someone who's eighteen. Jake loves me like a brother loves a sister, not like a man loves a woman.

I was ripped from my thoughts as dad growled loud and protectively. Jake's hands dropped from my waist and his eyes went to the floor. "Let's go Nessie, don't want you to be late for school." His voice was flat and slightly annoyed. ~What was that about, dad? He didn't do anything wrong!~ I never got an answer because I was being pulled out the door by some phsyco who suddenly cared if I got to school on time.

I couldn't take the silence anymore as we pulled up to my school. "Jake, what was-" His beautifully deep voice cut me off. "Not now, Nessie. I promise you, someday I can tell you what that was about but not right now." My favorite brown eyes now looked at me with pain, something I wasn't used to seeing. ~Jake I'm sorry if i did something wrong.~ I whimpered through my mind. ~I'm sorry if I'm a burden and if sometimes, when dad's snooping around in my mind, I think about any small detail for even a second that could make him mad.~ The pain turned into self-hate as I slammed the door before he could try to object. I couldn't cry in front of him, wouldn't cry in front of him. Even if we didn't say goodbye to each other, because I would cry and he didn't get a chance, I could still feel his eyes on my back as I walked up the steps to Forks High School.

My best friend, other than Jake, met me at my locker. Amy and I were just about the lowest you could get on the school food chain. Why were we the lowest? Because we're smart that's why. We just tell ourselves that everyone else is jealous of how smart we are. Of course, Amy always tells me that they are jealous of me because apearantly I'm very beautiful and she thinks I shouldn't hang out with her because it keeps me from being popular. I don't know how many times I've had to tell her that I don't care about being popular and that she will always be my best friend. Every time I see her I think about how great she is and how much I love her. My thoughts were cut short by the bell, though.

I had gone through the whole day phased out, doing the minimum amount of work and angering Amy. She really wanted me to tell her what was wrong, but as we walked out of the school after the bell, the need dissapeared. Now it was obvious what was wrong.

I saw my best friend, or who I thought was my best friend, leaning agaisnt his car with his arms crossed, smiling like nothing had happened between him and dad this morning. Amy saw my tortured expression and knew instantly that my mood had something to do with Jake. "Ren, I'm really sorry about whatever happened, but I'm sure he had a good reason." She gave me a sympathetic smile and turned to leave.

I sighed and started walking towards him slowly. Being Jake, he picked me up and spun me around as if it were a normal day. When he realized that I wasn't laughing like I usually would, he set me down. His strong hands held onto my shoulders as he looked me in the eye. "Nessie, what's the matter?" Was he seroius? He did sound worried, but...no. If he didn't know what was wrong then I wasn't going to talk to him. But maybe this morning wasn't that big of a deal...

"Jake, I just want to go home. Today's been really long." It was true. Enough. Maybe he would buy it.

"Nes, if something's wrong you need to tell me. I'm your best friend and I hate seeing you like this. Please, Nessie." He knows me to well. I should have known he wouldn't buy it. Now he's worried about me. Great.

"Jake, please, not now." He sighed and opened the door for me to get in the car. I had won, for now.

He walked me up to the door and we both stopped before going in. We stood there, staring at the ground in silence after the long ride of Jake trying to cheer me up. He turned to leave right as mom came out the door. "Jacob, why don't you stay?" I could hear the double meaning in her words and I'm sure Jake did too.

"I don't know, Bella. I don't think that...well. I don't think Renesmee wants to hang out today." Great. Now he brought mom into this. I'm not even sure what "this" is! Wait, did he call me Renesmee?

"Nessie? What's the matter, honey?" She sounded concerned.

~Thanks Jake!~ "Mom, it's just been a really long day, ok? I'm sure dad will tell you all about it later." I thought I saw a skeptical look on her face, but if it was even there, it switched back to an insincere smile instantly.

"Come on in, Jacob. Edward's been wanting to talk to you all day."

Author's Note:

I hope you liked it! please review to help me get better! I have the next few chapters written but not typed yet. I'm sorry if the story's kind of boring right now but since it will be very long it will take a little while to get interesting kind of like a real book. I'll be watching the reviews to see if y'all have any ideas for the story! Thanks for reading!