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"I… I don't know." I don't know what to say. I was lost for words. I have always been an awful liar.

"Huh," she said with her small curious eyes focused towards me.

"I guess I've just been so stressed out with moving to a new place," yeah I need to come up with something. Its not a menstrual cycle that I am experiencing… its from the scent of that new kid. "and studying for all these test… and from catching up with the dance team because I am new."

"Alright," she sighed. "Why don't you lay down for a while. Maybe the headache would go away. If not, I am more than happy to call your parents to come and pick you up."

"Thank you," I said and laid down on one of the exam table and closed my eyes. How did daddy do this? How did he resist mommy's scent when she was human. I need to know and I need to know FAST!

Chapter Five

Complications

Renesmee's Point of View…

After forty five minutes of resting inside the nurse's office. I forced myself to go to my next class. There, Jacob was waiting for me at our usual seat. "Feeling better?" he asked as I placed my school bag on my desk. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and sat down.

"Much better," I replied with an assuring smile.

"Are you still going to the audition after school?"

"Yes," I replied and smiled as Felica sat down in front of me with a bright smile across her face. She looks excited about something.

"Nessie!" she said excitedly. "Guess what!" she squeaked.

"What?" I asked matching her excitement.

"I'm having a birthday party this weekend! Its suppose to be sunny and warm!"

"Sounds fun," I replied still keeping the smile on my face.

"And I am of course inviting you and Jacob or anyone else in your family." she said handing me a pink piece of paper. "Here is the direction to my family's lake house. Its about half an hour from here, in Denali. I am inviting a few people and I do hope you show up." she said with a bright smile.

"I'll have to ask my parents though." I replied. Knowing my parents, they will let me go but they would be spying in the woods near by.

"Great," she said and sat down on her desk.

After class, Jake walked me to the theater before he headed to football practice. "Call me as soon as you finish your audition, alright?"

"I will," I said giving him a quick kiss on the lips. "Have fun at practice Jakie." I said and walked inside the theater. I took a deep breath and smiled as I walked down the isle and took a seat on one of the empty chairs in the front row.

"Hey Nessie," says Jennifer, the president of the thespian club, as she stand next to me holding a clipboard.

"Hey Jen," I replied with a friendly smile.

"What role are you auditioning for?" she asked as she writes something on her clipboard.

"Juliet," I replied. She looked up from her clipboard and raised an eyebrow.

"Um, Nessie, are you sure?" she asked. "The leads are mainly taken by seniors."

"Oh,"

"But," she said with a smile. "I think you out of all people can do it."

"Thanks Jen," I replied and watched Jennifer walking away to ask the others on what role they're trying out for. I took out the paperback copy of Romeo and Juliet that mom had given me. She owned that book for more than fifteen years. I looked towards the right corner of the room where I saw Peyton reading a paperback copy of the play. I guess he is auditioning. I opened the book and began to rehearse my audition piece to myself.

Twenty minutes had passed, I have watched numbers of other students auditioned for smaller roles. Now Mrs. Kirkpatrick began the audition for Romeo. "Next up auditioning for the role of Romeo is Peyton Kapahalo." Jennifer announced.

I watched Peyton walking in the middle of the stage. He looked at me and smiled. He then turned to Mrs. Kirkpatrick.

"Whenever your ready young man." Mrs. Kirkpatrick said.

I saw Peyton's chest inflated, I guess he's taking a deep breath trying to loosen up his nerves. "My audition piece is from Act 3, scene 3." I watched Peyton took a step forward. "Tis torture, and not mercy! Heav'n is here. Where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog and little mouse, every unworthy thing, live here in heaven and may look on her, but Romeo may not. More validity, more honorable state, more courtship lives in carrion-flies than Romeo. They my seizes on the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand and steal immortal blessing from her lips, Who even in pure and vestal modesty still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin. But Romeo may not; he is banishèd. Flies may do this, but I from this must fly. They are free men, but I am banishèd. And say'st thou yet that exile is not death? Hadst thou no poison mixed, no sharp-ground knife, no sudden mean of death, though ne'er so mean, but "banishèd" to kill me? "Banishèd"? O Friar, the damnèd use that word in hell! Howling attends it! How hast thou the heart, being a divine, a ghostly confessor, a sin-absolver, and my friend professed, to mangle me with that word "banishèd"?" Peyton raised both of his hands and slowly dropped it. "And scene." he said with a proud smile appearing across his face. Wow he's good.

"Wonderful job Mr. Kapahalo." Mrs. Kirkpatrick with clapping her hands. I clapped my hands along with everyone else in the room. "You may take a seat."

Oh my he has a chance to get the role of Romeo. I cant be around him. This is way too dangerous. He's like my personal demon trying to test my strength. I grabbed my school bag and sped out of the room without anyone noticing me. I stood beside the building trying to fight my tears. I have to get out of here. I flipped my cellphone open. "Jake, I'm ready to go home." I said in a whisper.

"Nessie, is everything alright?" Jake asked on the other line.

"Yeah," I replied as tears began to uncontrollably roll down my cheeks. I have never hated being half vampire before until today, all my dreams came crashing down. All I want is to be normal and to fit in. I knew the first two months was too good to be true.

"Nessie…" Jacob said grabbing me into one of his bear hugs. He was still wearing his football gear. "I'm here, everything will be alright." No… nothing will be alright, I wanted to be in that play so bad but now I cant because of one human. "Come on, lets go home." he whispered taking my school bag and leading me into the car.

The drive home was silent. Jacob held my left hand the entire time. When we arrived home, Jacob held the front door open for me. "Surprise!" I heard my family's voices screamed. There I saw my parents by the door with wide smiles across their face. Uncle Jasper and Aunt Alice by the staircase. My grandparents in the far back of the room holding hands. A banner hung behind them that read 'We're Proud of You' Aunt Rosalie was holding a small round cake with pink icing with the words 'Romeo and Juliet' with Uncle Emmett hovering behind her. Tears once again began to uncontrollably roll down my cheeks. I bit my lower lip and sped pass Aunt Alice and Uncle Jasper to my room. I locked the door behind me. I have been making a big deal about this play for more than a month. I was so sure of myself that I would make it. Dad would help me pronounce the words right and mom would help me memorize my lines. Did I try out? No! I chickened out because of one mistily human whose scent makes me feel like the nonexistent venoms inside my mouth boiling! Urgh!

"Nessie, sweetheart?" I heard my mom's voice from the other side of the door.

"Go away!" I yelled crashing down in bed and pulling a pillow over my head.

"Sweetheart, please open the door." my dad's pleading voice sounded. 'No daddy! Go away!' I thought, I know he would be listening to my thoughts. "Nessie… you know I can knock the door down." dad threatened.

"Go right ahead knock it down!" I yelled back. I know they don't disserve my ignorance but I just want to be alone.

"You need to talk about it, so please… open up." he pleaded.

"No!" I replied. I heard my dad growled.

"Edward please…" I heard Aunt Rosalie said. "I'll take it from here." I always confined with Aunt Rosalie, she knows how to make me feel better and we get along great. "Nessie, sweetheart. Its Rosalie… please open up." she said in her beautiful musical voice. I got out of bed and slowly opened the door. There, she stood alone with a comforting smile on her face. I quickly wrapped my arms around her shoulder and continued to cry. "There, there," she said patting my back. I felt her pick me up and closing the door behind her. She then sat me down on my bed. "So…" she said tucking the lose thread of my hair behind my ears. "What seems to be the problem?" of course daddy had not said a word to anyone about what had happened. He would wait until I'm ready to tell everyone what had happened.

"I didn't audition…" I said in a whisper.

"Why didn't you?" she said still with a comforting tone of a voice.

"The new kid… he… he auditioned for the play."

"Well… I bet he would look pretty ridiculous if he were Juliet." Aunt Rosalie said in a chuckle. I couldn't help but let out a smile.

"No, he auditioned for Romeo and I know he got the part because he was excellent." I said leaning my head on her shoulder.

"And what's the problem with that?" she confusingly asked.

"His scent… the scent of his blood… its… its," I took my head off her shoulder closing my eyes, biting my lower lip trying to control my memory. I took my gloves off and touched Aunt Rosalie's hand.

"Oh my…" she said in a whisper as I showed her the events and how I felt. "Oh… oh my…" I took my hand off of her and placed my gloves back on. "You should definitely talk to your father. He's been in this situation before."

"I don't want him to think I am weak." I replied looking down on the floor. Aunt Rosalie stood right in front of me and lifted my chin with her icy fingers.

"You are a strong girl. You'll be surprise to know what your father has to say." she said with a comforting smile.

"Thanks," I replied.

"Just make sure you don't talk to Emmett about this situation." she said as she walked towards the door.

"Why not?" Uncle Emmett is her husband and they agree on everything.

"Just trust me," she said turned around and glanced at me. "Want me to tell your father to come and talk to you?" she asked. I nod my head and watched Aunt Rosalie danced out of the room. How am I going to do this? Dad ended up marrying mom when her scent was very overpowering to him. Do I have to marry Peyton to keep him alive? I think, NOT!

"Sweetie?" my father asked standing on my doorway. I looked at him and sighed. He then appeared next to me lifting my chin with his cold index finger where my eyes met his.

"Daddy… I don't know what to do…" I said shaking my head trying to fight the tears. I don't want to kill anyone… I don't want to taste a human's blood anymore…

"Oh Nessie…" my dad said in a whisper as he rubbed my back. "I know you can do it, I know you can resist this."

"Daddy, what if I slip?" that's what I am afraid of… exposing us and killing an innocent human.

"If you think it's too hard for you. Your mother and I are willing to move away and start somewhere else." he replied.

"I can't possibly ask you and mom to do that. Its perfect here. The sun doesn't shine as much and we're all almost normal living here. It's a better whether than Forks."

"It doesn't matter Nessie, your safety is my biggest concern." he said kissing the top of my head. My dad then took a deep breath. I am guessing Jacob is on his way up the stairs. "Yeah… he has something important to tell you." my dad said after reading my thoughts.

"Can I come in? It'll only take a minute or two." Jacob asked standing by the open door. I nod my head. I felt my dad tensed beside me. Whatever it was that Jacob wants to tell me was something very, very, important. First Jacob never interrupts whenever I have a private conversation with anyone, especially with one of my parents. Second, Jacob's face was full of pain. Third, my father's face was as much in pain as his.

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