Hey guys, a lot of you were asking for a sequel so I've decided to write one. I'm not really sure if it'll be that good but I hope you guys like it.

I haven't read the Twilight Series in a while so some of the stuff may be off from what happened in the book, but I'll try to stay as close to it time-line wise as I can ;)

Enjoy!

Complicated-er

Chapter One

I was laying on my stomach facing the crashing waves of First Beach. The beach was crowded around me, but like usual I was alone. Everyone was either patrolling or busy. Story of my life for the last few months. Don't get me completely wrong, a lot of great stuff had happened in the last few months...

Embry and I were still together, obviously. We were closer than ever. And guess who lost their virginity? That's right; I was actually pretty pumped.

Plus, life at school was getting better. The boys at school had all come to the realization that Embry and I were for real and had stopped trying to hit on me and make out with me. Therefore, the girls realized that I wasn't going to steal their boyfriends.

Needless to say, I actually had some girl friends now. Well, at least they talked to me. That was a start, right?

I'd gone on a long streak of eating really healthy so everyone was off my case about the food thing. Well, except my dad but that's just a dad thing.

Kim and Jared were still together and as cute as ever. You know that song from Hairspray? The one called "I can Hear the Bells" or whatever. Well, you really could. Once Jared stops being a pussy and asks her. Sources – Embry and Quil – told me he already had the ring.

Emily and Sam hadn't got married yet, but she'd invited me to her house so many times that she'd surpassed the amount in which I could make fun of her at her wedding. Sigh. They still hadn't had the wedding though thanks to all the vampire and... other commotion. I'll get to that, though. Just let me get through the good stuff.

I can no longer make fun of Quil for being gay anymore. He imprinted. On a two year old. Well, actually she's three now. At first I was completely disturbed – can you say pedo? – but when I actually seen him with Claire, I wasn't. He treats her like a little sister. It's kind of pathetic but he enjoys himself so I don't complain.

Paul was still being a douche. Hopefully he imprints soon because I really can't stand him. But other people joined the pack: Leah, Seth, Collin, Brady and a few other kids who, really, were way too young for this.

Even the best of that doesn't make up for the worst though. When Jake left Emily's house that day, he never came back. He just phased and kept running. Embry said he was somewhere north of the border and that he was alive – since they could still read his thoughts when he was phased. He also said, mentally, he wasn't doing too great.

I missed him, a lot. I thought last year was bad when him and Embry first phased. It's a lot worse though, when you don't see them everyday, you don't know where they are and you don't know if you'll ever see them again.

Just to top off the bad news, that stupid Bella bitch is getting married to the blood sucker. Lovely, isn't it? A girl and her ice-cold, heartless, stone. Normally, I don't care what the Cullens do. They don't actually seem that bad, although I'd never tell anyone that. But Bella's the reason Jake left and may not come back. Yeah, it's a little melo-dramatic for him to leave over her. He was way to good for her; however, he's still gone and it's still her fault.

Yet, guess who's going to the wedding. Because, guess who's father is best friend's with the bitches father? Yup, me. If this was a "fuck my life" story, it would end right here. Anyway, Seth's going so it might not be too bad but then again, he does still like Bella's soon-to-be husband so you never know how bad it will be.

On another sad note, Uncle Harry – Leah's and Seth's dad – died.

That pretty much summed up the last three months. I sighed. The wedding was two weeks away and I was trying to come up with excuses not to go. Embry didn't want me near the bloodsuckers, and I was going to use that. Then my dad said, "So you're going to let a boy control your life," which really ticked me off so I said I'd go.

Embry laughed at me for that one... Rational thinking wasn't my forte, that was for sure.

"What you thinking about?" a voice said from behind me.

I nearly jumped out of my skin but when I looked up, I saw Embry lay down beside me. I greeted him with a kiss and then shrugged. "How to get out of the wedding?"

"Think of anything?"

I shook my head.

He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "You could always stop eating and almost die again."

My face lit up in mock amazement. "That's a great idea!"

He glared at me. "That was a joke. Do that and I'll be stuffing food down you're throat."

"That's not all you stuff down her throat," a voice joked from behind us.

I knew it was Quil but when I looked up and saw Claire with him, I gaped. "Dude! Watch what you say, she's right there!"

He just laughed and took a seat next to where Embry and I were laying. "Soph, she's three. She has no idea what that means. Do ya Claire-bear?"

The little girl looked up from his lap, smiling, with not a sweet clue of what was going on. I just laughed. I guess he had a point. I sat up and held my arms out for Claire. She wasn't my cousin because she was related to Emily on the side that I wasn't; we were still pretty close though.

She stood up – almost tumbling over in the process but Quil caught her – then walked over to me and plopped down into my lap.

Quil pouted at her. "Aw, why'd you leave me?"

Claire giggled and shrugged. "Wophie wanned me too," she said in her toddler way.

Quil laughed. "I'll remember that when you want ice cream, Claire-bear."

Her eyes grew round and let's just say she was on my lap for another two seconds. Eventually she got bored and Quil had to amuse her with childish games while I laid snuggled up to Embry on the sand. Summer was just around the corner, but because of the lovely Washington weather, it was quite chilly. Note the sarcasm.

"So," I said slowly. I'd been wanting to ask this all afternoon. I didn't want to ruin the boys' good mood though. Yet, I knew I had to ask. "A-a-anything about Jake yet?"

Immediately, they both frowned. It was quiet.

"No," Embry finally said. "H-he'll come around."

"I hate that bitch," I said coldly.

"Sophie!" Quil exclaimed, clasping his hands over Claire's ears.

I reddened. Honestly though, it was so hard not to laugh. He was such a mom!

"Sorry. It's true though. Besides, shouldn't you be getting her back to Emily's? It's getting late. For her anyway."

He glanced at the time on his cell phone. "Yeah, I better." Then his expression brightened. "You ready to go home and see Aunt Emily Claire?"

The little girl looked like she was going to say no, but then she nodded and smiled. She toddled over to Embry and gave him a hug. "Bye Emmry!" she trilled.

He laughed and hugged her back. "Bye Claire."

I kissed her on the cheek and said bye before Quil carried her off the beach. I guess once they actually started to leave, she changed her mind and started to fuss.

"Aw, poor Quil," I sighed.

Embry looked at me, confused, as he pulled me to my feet. "What do you mean?"

I shrugged as we walked hand-in-hand to the beach's exit. "Come on. He might enjoy it but he has to wait like fifteen years just to even have a chance romanticly with her."

"As long as he keeps phasing, he won't age."

"I know," I said, "But it still must suck to have to wait for her, you know?"

"Oh, like I had to wait for you?" he asked, winking at me.

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, whatever! I believe I had to wait for you Mr. Know-it-all."

"How long did I have to wait for you to talk to me after I imprinted on you?" he challenged.

"How long did I have to screw around with guys for you to get the hint I was trying to make you jealous?" I returned.

He grimaced, obviously not liking the mental image he'd gotten.

I smiled innocently at him. "You asked for it," I told him in a sing-song voice.

He smirked. "You're lucky I love you."

I pecked him lightly on the lips, said, "I know," and skipped away, up the beach.

Laughing, he chased after me. I'd walked to the beach that morning so we had to walk back. "How'd patrol go?"

"Same old. Nothing came up since that red-headed leach got killed. Leah's still trying to make everyone miserable and Paul's still, well, Paul."

I smacked him lightly across his arm – any harder would hurt me, not him. "Be nice, she's been through a lot. Are you telling me you weren't a pain when I said I wouldn't talk to you." It was so hard not to tease him about this year's events. Although at the time I would have rather died than go through it, Embry and I probably never would've had the guts to say we liked each other if it hadn't happened. So, yeah, I was kind of thankful.

"I was. But it wasn't my goal to make everyone else's life hell."

"Please give her a break."

He grinned. "If it'll make you happy." We continued walking back to my house. "So, what do you want to do once we get to your house?"

I lifted my eyebrows suggestively "Well, my dad's not home..."

He groaned. "Of course today would be the day you'd suggest that."

I frowned. I'd never gotten that reaction before when I asked him if he wanted to have sex. In fact, it was usually the opposite. "Gee, Em, thanks."

Rolling his eyes, he kissed my forehead. "I didn't mean it like that." He casted a lusty glance, then grinned. "I definitely didn't mean it that way. But we're also out of those little plastic things that love to prevent pregnancy."

"Oh," I said glumly. "That sucks." For most teenagers, having no condoms left really wouldn't be a problem. However, when the only place in town to buy condoms is a store that your boyfriend's mom owns, you don't really want to buy them. I'm sure she suspects, but there's a big difference from suspecting and knowing for sure. We used to get Quil to buy them, but when he imprinted, we decided that would be asking too much.

And there was no way I could ask Emily. That would be begging for a sex talk; which pisses me off. I have no mom to tell me these things, I get it. But my dad's a doctor, and believe me, he's awkwardly given me "the talk" before.

"Yeah. We could drive to Forks but I don't think the convenience stores, or any stores, are open this late on Sundays."

When we arrived at my house, I unlocked the door. We took a seat on the couch. "We could watch a movie," I suggested.

"Or we could just do it and hope you don't get pregnant."

"You're a horny idiot, you know that?" I stifled a smirk.

Chuckling, he pulled me into his chest, resting his chin atop my head. "You know I'm just kidding. Besides, if you got pregnant... Oh god. Your dad would kill me. Quil would kill me. Kim would get Jared to kill me. Emily would get Sam to kill me. I'd be really dead."

I shook my head, laughing. "You're a strange one, Emmy. But really, what should we do?" I asked, rolling over so I was lying on top of him.

"Well, there's plenty things you can do safely without a condom," he said slyly, "or we could watch Dragonball Z."

My mouth fell open in false amazement "That is such a hard decision. Hmm, I think we should watch Dragonball Z," I teased.

He knew me too well, though, and started kissing me. I kissed him back, letting him push my tongue around – which he thought meant he won the dominance battle – while I worked on undoing his jeans. Before too long, I pulled back for a second. "But we're so watching Dragonball Z after!"

He snorted. "Deal."

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