This is just a short story that is about the on going battle over Renesmee's hair. Enjoy!

RNESMEE POV

For the second time today, I got my hair stuck in the branches. Tangled up, I had to wait for Momma to help me out.

"You know what, Nessie?" She muttered, untangling the last piece of bronze hair. "I think it's time for your first hair cut."

I nodded slightly. My hair had grown to my ankles. I was always getting it tangled up hunting, and certainly found it agonizing to untangle. I grabbed my hair right up to the scalp and pulled it into a ponytail. I always brought extra hair ties now.

"Momma, can you braid it quickly?" I asked. "Sure, Ness." She said. I felt her breezy fingers lightly comb my hair, and in less than thirty seconds she was done. "Definitely needs a cut," Mom repeated.

After we hunted, I took a shower. When wet, my hair was to my feet. I slipped on it once, and then dried off the curls when I got out.

I was greeted with the whole family. They all argued in the livingroom, and I tensed to listen.

"Bella, it's fine! It looks so beautiful that long!" Rose whined. Emmett sighed. "Rose, she's going to fall on her face if it grows longer. Then she will take after her mom."

Momma hit him playfully. "Rose, really though, I need to do this for her safety." She pled. Dad joined her. "Besides, we won't cut it short." He added.

Esme also joined the conversation. "Bella, just throw it in a braid every day or something. She looks so beautiful."

Carlisle came to the rescue. "Dear, I really think it's their choice…," He started softly, but then Alice interrupted, her black spikes flying. "You can't cut it! I see the future! She looks better now." She said smugly. Edward groaned. "Alice, you made that up." He said. Mind reading.

Alice glared at him. "Well, it's still my opinion. I'm the fashion police in this house, and I say long hair is in."

"Look whose talking," Emmett chortled.

Everyone but Carlisle and Esme began to argue loudly. I rolled my eyes. Quietly, I made my way to the kitchen. It was rarely used, only on the rare occasions I was fed human food.

I was headed straight to one object…

BELLA POV

"Rose, Alice, please. She's my child." I complained. Alice smiled. "She's my niece." Rose grinned. "So am I. Two against one."

We argued longer, until we heard Nessie clear her throat. She had grown another foot, reaching five foot four. I looked over to her and gasped. Everyone else followed.

There, she stood, with her hands full. In one hand, was a pair of scissors. In the other – a long clump of hair. Her hair was now cut unevenly to the top of her back. It looked awful.

"What did you do?" Rose gasped. Nessie frowned. "You guys shouldn't be fighting over a thing like that. So I took care of the problem. Did it ever occur to you maybe I had an opinion?"

There was a minute of dead silence until everyone but Alice began to laugh. "No, I guess we didn't sweety. Sorry," I said. She smiled. "It's a little uneven though. How about we go cut it right?" I asked. She nodded. "I think that would be good."

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