"Go away..." said Jasmine as she got a knock on her door. Hiding her face in her pillow as her father walked in. "What are you going to do? Make me even more miserable?" asked Jasmine as she brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around it.

"I-I'm sorry.." Wesley merely sighed as he walked over to her dressed. "Do you remember the first time you were on a swing?" he asked looking at a picture of her and him on a swing in the park.

"Yeh" she said whipping away the tears and sniffling. "I was so excited I went screaming around the house." she said a small smile on her face. "You taught me how to swing remember?"

"Yes...I do...and how about the first time you rode a bike."

"I fell so many times." she laughed. "But you were always there to help me get back up again." she said in a sad tone.

"Jasmine...I'm going to be honest with you. I'm scared, no wait I'm terrified."

"Of what?"

"Losing you..." he sighed as he sat next to her on the bed. "Every time I look at you all I want to see is that same little girl I taught how to swing or how to ride a bike. But all I do see is a bright, respectful, beautiful young woman." he said cupping her cheek and wiping away a tear with her thumb.

"You won't lose me daddy, I'm still your daughter."

"Yes, but your not my little girl. and your right I shouldn't treat you like one." he sighed. "I won't treat you like a little girl as long as you promise me something."

"What?"

"Don't do this to yourself...if you promise me you'll be the wonderful young woman you are...then I will treat you like an adult."

"Ok" she said sniffling and wiping away her tears. "I love you daddy." she said as she hugged him tightly.

"I love you to Jazzy."

"So now what?" she asked as they pulled away.

"Well, if I am to treat you like an adult, then I'm guessing I only have one option."

"Whats that?" she whispered.

"Your grounded until your married." he said getting up and leaving her mouth opened wide with shock. Yet she just merely smiled and shook her head.

"Love you to dad." she laughed to herself.

Wesley sat in the front row, of all the parents. His daughter was the valedictorian after all. She stood before him, a wonderful, self-respectable, independent young woman.

"We live in this world as if it should be, to show it was it could be. " those words where said to me by a very close friend of my family. He said them to me when I was much younger but now looking back I realize I had never truly understood those words until today. I am not going to lie to you and tell you you'll have wonderful life. Tell you that this world is good pure and white because it isn't. But what I can tell you that there are people in this world that are good pure and white. And it's people like them who inspire us to be the best we can be. Teachers, siblings, mothers...fathers." she said looking upon Wesley. "Now I stand before you today, not as a peer, student, daughter, friend, or sister. Yet simple as a person who wish's this world to be the best it can be. And I know with our graduating class we can show the world what it really could be." a huge roar of applause went up as she got a stand ovation. Jasmine Jennifer Wyndam-Pryce went over to her father immediately after the speech and hugged him tightly. "Thank-you daddy...for everything." she whispered. She now had long dark brown hair, that reached half way down her back. She still had her amazing bright blue eye's, she really was the most beautiful being he had ever seen. More beautiful then Lilah, Fred, Virginia, and just any person he had ever seen. He then held his daughter tightly as he whispered what had whispered to her when he had first seen her all those years ago.

"Jasmine" he whispered "My Jasmine Jennifer." and he kissed the top of her head. "My Jasmine Jennifer Wyndam Pryce."