A/N: Look at me uploading two chapters in two days! I'm trying to finish this story before my workload gets to heavy with classes and such. This chapter goes back to Bella's POV. I hope you like it!

***Disclaimer: Twilight is not mine.***

It was hard to know my mom thought I was dead, but I knew it was better. I was no longer putting her in danger by association, and the fact that I hadn't seen her in three years made it easier on me. And who was I to complain about a week alone with Edward on Isle Esme while everyone else attended our funeral.

The rest of our year in Buffalo was wonderful, especially our trip to Disney World. The rides were fun and the atmosphere was great, but my favorite part was seeing Nessie talk Jacob into buying a pair of Mickey ears and wearing them every day. It was hilarious seeing a huge guy like Jake with the tiny little Mickey ears on. Of course Nessie insisted on wearing the pair we had gotten her for her birthday every day as well. She also convinced Jake to get pictures with her and all her favorite Disney characters, especially the princesses.

We all got a kick out of that, especially when Cinderella told Nessie how handsome her prince was causing Nessie to blush then laugh insisting she and Jacob were only friends. I knew it would happen someday, but I was glad that my daughter, for the time being, was not interested in a romantic relationship. I wanted her to be a little girl as long as possible.

By and large, the trip was a huge success. It was completely overcast except for the one day, just like Alice predicted—which was a feat in itself since she had to look for the weather before consciously planning the trip, otherwise Nessie and Jacob would have blinded her. The two of them went to the Magic Kingdom again that day while the rest of us took a hunting trip. We came home with bags full of souvenirs at the end of the week, but that was unavoidable when taking a trip with Alice, so I wasn't really surprised.

The rest of the year went great too. The next month, Jacob showed up one day driving the blue Volkswagen Beetle he and Nessie had been working on and announced that it was for her. He had already checked with Edward and I to make sure it was okay, and we decided that it would be a great first car for her, even though Edward still wanted to get her a Ferrari. She squealed so loudly when Jake told her it was hers that I imagine the whole of New York State could have heard her. The two of them then spent hours driving around so that she could try out her new car.

Nessie finished out her year at her current studio and performed wonderfully at the recital which Jacob, Charlie, and Sue came up to see. Since she had been taking ballet, jazz, pointe, and lyrical, Nessie was in more dances that year than ever. She even got to choreograph the dance for the little girls class she helped with, which she really enjoyed. She had already told her teachers that her family was moving over the summer, and they were all sad to see her go. It was sweet to see all the little girls coming up and hugging my daughter telling Miss Nessie that they didn't want her to leave.

We were all really excited for next year though. After lots of discussion, we decided to move to London for the year, that's right, London, England. It would be different for sure, but the cloud cover was pretty heavy, and we were running out of places in the continental U.S. since we'd had to move so often lately.

We broke the news to Charlie and Sue while they were visiting for Nessie's recital, and she told Jake the day before he left. It was actually quite funny how she went about it.

"Hey Jake, you need to get a passport, okay," she told him while they were sitting on the couch watching the Disney Pixar movie Up.

"Why?"

"Because we're moving to London next year," she stated simply. "And honestly, I don't think I could go a year without seeing my best friend."

"You're moving to London, as in London, England?" he asked, pausing the movie and turning to face her.

"Yup, so get a passport," she said before grabbing the remote and pressing play.

"Okay Nessie I will," he replied slightly dejectedly.

"Promise?"

"I promise."

I knew that Jacob was grateful for things like Skype and email because international phone calls would get pretty pricey with the rate those two talked. I felt bad for taking our family so far away from both Jake and Charlie, but it would be really neat to live in another country. It's not like we couldn't afford to fly them over or fly home whenever we wanted though with the amount of money we had.

Thankfully, Renesmee's aging had slowed significantly. She had only aged about two years physically instead of one this year, and she likely wouldn't change a whole lot more. Carlisle had already said he didn't think she would get much taller. According to Nahul, she would only continue to grow for about two more years before becoming frozen and unchanging like the rest of us, allowing us to live in one place for longer than a year again.

London turned out to be wonderful, and we kept our story fairly similar to the one from Buffalo. This time, we were all adopted, and a lot of us were siblings since Carlisle and Esme couldn't bear to split us up. Rosalie and Jasper were twins who were taking their final year of A levels (the equivalent of being high school seniors). Emmett was taking the final year of his A levels as well. Edward and Renesmee were siblings too. Nessie could pass as older than Edward now, so she was also taking her final year of A levels while Edward was in his first (the equivalent of being a junior), and so was I. Alice was my younger sister who was in Year 11 or Fifth Form and would, in theory, start her A levels next year. Of course we were all being homeschooled as far as anyone knew.

In reality none of us were in school anymore. Nessie had surpassed the level of a typical high school senior and had even gotten her GED last year to prove it. She still read lots of books on varying subjects, but a lot of her time was spent at her new studio downtown. When she wasn't dancing or out with her friends, she was home spending time with the rest of the family, Skyping Jacob, or watching British TV shows on Netflix. My daughter really was a typical teenager.

It was funny how native Renesmee had gone. She spent so much time at the studio with her new friends that she started to pick up their lingo and even a bit of a British accent. She also fell in love with the culture. Making use of her vampire speed, she read through all the Harry Potter books in one night. The next day she bought all the movies and began to watch one everyday. They were actually really good, and I decided to give the books a try. She also fell in love with BBC shows like Doctor Who and Sherlock after watching them at a sleepover one of the girls from her studio had.

There were only four eighteen year olds at her studio, and they were all really close. Florence, Rebecca, and Hazel were all very quick to welcome Nessie into their group. Now that she wasn't aging too quickly, it wasn't really a problem if Nessie wanted to spend more time outside of class with her dance friends. One day, after the modern class she was now taking, Nessie called me to say that she and her mates were going out for chips, so it would be a while before she got home. I told her that it was fine, but after I hung up I started laughing. My little girl was turning British on me. It had been fairly gradual over the past few months, but talking to her on the phone that day, hearing her accent and saying things like mates instead of friends and chips instead of fries just solidified it.

It was really rather funny, especially when she shared a rare phone call with Jacob one day to ask if he would be coming for Christmas. He hadn't been able to Skype recently since he was taking some online classes to try and catch up in school a bit since he dropped out during his sophomore year. I wished I had been able to see his face when he heard her voice that now had a rather prominent British accent. It had been months since they had seen each other in person, and weeks since they had last Skyped, so when she started firing off about all the things they should do when he came—eat at her favorite chip shop, hang out with her mates from dance, see a film at the cinema, and get some biscuits from a local café—I imagine he just about flipped.

He did laugh at her as it was, confusing Nessie greatly since she apparently hadn't realized how much she had picked up while living there. Even her wardrobe was a little different now. Her graphic tee shirts now sported images from things like Doctor Who, Harry Potter, and a lot of British bands that she had grown to love. I loved seeing her fit in so well and make good friends though. The best part was that she would be able to keep up with these girls for a few years, until they began to look significantly older than her. Going out with her friends also meant running into guys, or blokes as Nessie began to call them, who pretty much all tried to flirt with her. One day when she came home complaining about it, I told her about Mike, Tyler, and Eric. I think it made her feel a little better that she wasn't the only one who had the misfortune of being surrounded by overly friendly boys.

We all loved living in England. It was so neat getting to see history all around me, and living in Europe meant we could do things like take a weekend trip to France and be back in time for Nessie's pointe class Monday. Carlisle even took us to the place where he had grown up, although it looked very different than it had when he was a boy. Experiencing a different culture was wonderful, and it wasn't hard to tell that Nessie loved it, but it was a little difficult living on a different continent from my dad and Jake. Jacob came for Renesmee's birthday, Christmas, one time in March, and for her recital, but most of their contact was via Skype and email, things I utilized as well, just not quite as often, seeing as how Jake was my best friend too. Charlie and Sue came to visit for Christmas and again for Nessie's recital that year which would probably be her last. She was about to stop aging, and Edward and I planned to take her on a trip around the world to celebrate our last year before we all had to go back to high school, something none of us were looking forward to.