Hey everyone! This is just a sweet chapter I wanted to throw in there. I wanted to point out the fact that Renesmee is growing up, but she will always be daddy's little girl. Soon after this I am going to be jumping around until I get Renesmee to thr age I want her to. After that I promise the drama is coming. Thanks for the wonderful support. It means a lot!

"Renesmee!" My dad called up the stairs.

All my friends were waiting downstairs to go to the dance. Alice, Rosalie and my mom were finished with Alyssa and she was set free. I on the other hand, was stuck in my parents huge bathroom as they finished my hair. I looked down at my silk, spaghetti strap, black cocktail dress. Alice says it gave new meaning to "Little black dress." My mom was biting her nails nervously. My dad hasn't seen me yet and she wasn't sure if she wanted him to see me. She had her shield surrounding all of us up here.

"What?" I called back.

"Hurry up, everyone's waiting. It's just a middle school dance Alice!" My dad sounded a little annoyed.

"Ok, she's perfect!" Alice finished my last curl. Since I already had naturally curly hair, she decided to take the curling iron to my whole head. I turned my head and every curl acted like a spring. Rose slipped my shoes in place and my mom finished putting on my lip gloss.

"Let me see." My mom said excitedly as she took my hands to help me stand up.

I twirled in front of them, my hair bouncing around my face.

"Stunning." Rosalie gushed just as much as she did with Alyssa.

"Of course she is." Alice's eyes were gleaming.

"No way is your father letting you leave this house." My mom, of course was more worried about dad than anything else. "But you do look beautiful." She smiled.

"Thanks Aunt Alice, Aunt Rose, and mom." I hugged them all and turned to run down the long hall. My hair bounced annoyingly, so I slowed my pace. It still bounced when I walked, but it was more tolerable. A gush of wind flashed passed me and I knew I was suddenly alone up here. My aunts and mom slowed when they came into view of the others on the stairs. They continued walking at a human's pace.

I descended the stairs nervously and caught my mother's eyes. She was standing next to my dad. I heard him gasp and the other men in my family followed.

"That is not my daughter," My dad glanced at Alice. "What did you do to her?" He snapped and looked back at me.

"Nothing. I just brought out her natural beauty, and keep your voice down! Her friends who think you're her brother-in-law are in the other room!" Alice hissed at him.

My dad walked up to me and kissed the top of my head. "You look absolutely beautiful, honey."

"Thanks." I looked down and my face flushed.

"Ready?" Alyssa held her hand out and I placed mine in hers. Alyssa's hair was also curled, but half of it was pulled back in a clip. Her baby pink dress flowed loosely down to her knees.

I took a deep breath. "Come on guys! We're going to be late." I called out to all my friends who ended up downstairs in the theatre.

"Says the one we've been waiting…" Ben trailed off as he walked into the living room. "Wow, ladies. You look…" He swallowed.

My dad and Emmett growled at the same time.

Ben glanced up at them, then back at Alyssa and I. "Pretty." He finished.

I heard my dad snort. "I really dislike that word. Especially if someone is talking about one of my girls." I heard him say quietly to my mom.

She was silent, but my dad's chuckle told me she answered him in her thoughts.

Derek walked in the living room with Lauren and Melissa at his heels. He slapped Ben on the back of his head as he walked passed him. "Don't look at her like that." Derek said, and looked at me and winked.

"See, and that's why I like this kid." My dad pointed out.

Not another word for you! You're cut off. I mean it. I'll tell mom you don't really check my homework at night. I figured blackmail was the only way to shut him up. I glanced at him and he narrowed his eyes at me. I bit my bottom lip to keep from laughing.

"Are we ready?" Derek asked as he held out his arm so I could link mine with his. Melissa took his other arm as Lauren and Alyssa were escorted by Ben.

We were all going in Aunt Rosalie's Escalade. Uncle Emmett was driving us. Even though this was a formal it wasn't formal enough for a limo. Which, by the way, Aunt Rose was insisting on us taking. She wanted us to arrive in style and not her SUV. No one else seemed to mind.

"See you guys at 10." Uncle Emmett said as we piled out of the SUV.

"Bye dad." Alyssa leaned around his seat and kissed his cheek.

"Have fun honey."

The gym was decorated nicely, music vibrated the floor and people were everywhere. Everyone was dressed nicely. Some girls were dressed like they were princesses. It looked strange. They were way over dressed.

"Come on lets dance." Derek took my hand.

I pulled it out of his grasp shaking my head. "I don't dance. The last time I danced I was 6 and standing on my fathers feet." I chuckled at the memory at my grandpa's wedding.

"I didn't mean to bring up a memory of your father." Derek took my hand again. He was looking for me to start crying.

"I'm ok. It was a good memory."

"You can stand on my feet if you want." Derek was so sweet. I hated to turn him down.

"Maybe some other time, when I know how to dance. Why don't you ask Alyssa?" I turned to look for her, but Ben had already made his claim on her. "Or you could ask Lauren." I leaned over to pull Lauren away from a conversation with Melissa.

Derek shrugged and asked Lauren to dance. Luck was on my side and she said yes.

I wish I knew how to dance. It looked like everyone was having a blast. I leaned against the wall next to Melissa and another one of my friends, Sarah. I had to face it, I was cursed with all my mothers human flaws. Having some of her human traits were great. I loved having that part of her, but did it have to be all the bad things?

The song turned into a slow one and I eyed Derek walking up to me.

"I think he's going to ask you to dance." Sarah informed me. As if I didn't already know.

"Thanks." I sighed.

"Come on the night is almost over, and you have been sitting out the entire time."

"I'm not sitting," I snapped at him. "I'm standing against the wall."

Derek gasped, holding his hand over his mouth. "She has brains and beauty!" He sounded surprised.

"You're a jerk!" I snapped.

"Come on. I wont take no for an answer."

"How about no way!"

"Not gonna happen." He took my hand and I let him lead me towards the dance floor.

We swayed awkwardly to the music. I couldn't even move with the beat of the music. "I told you I was bad."

Derek shook his head and pulled me closer to him. "Your doing fine grasshopper." He chuckled.

"You're really not funny."

"Yes I am."

I rolled my eyes.

The song was over and I was more than relieved. I half ran back to my safe spot on the wall.

At the end of the dance Uncle Emmett was parked in the line of parents waiting to pick up their kids. The 6 of us climbed into the Escalade. We chatted about the dance and the fact that Alyssa and Ben were now a thing. Uncle Emmett didn't like that one much, but he kept his mouth shut. Although when we got to Ben's house he started rolling before Ben was fully out of the SUV. He lost his footing and fell. I caught Uncle Emmett trying very hard not to laugh. Alyssa, who was sitting in the front seat, reached across and punched him. She automatically pulled her arm back cradling her hand.

"Well no one said to punch me." He chuckled and reached for her arm. "You ok?"

"Fine, but don't do that again!"

Uncle Emmett kept his cold hand wrapped around her fist. She should have known she's bruise. We were alone in the SUV and on our way home.

"Ness wasn't that funny?"

"No."

"You girls are no fun."

When Uncle Emmett dropped me off I walked inside and sure enough my parents were sitting on the couch waiting for me.

"How was your night?" My dad asked as he hurried behind me to take my sweater.

I shrugged. "I had a nice view from the wall. Ben and Alyssa are sort of together now I guess. I danced one song with Derek, but thanks to my mother I'm no dancing queen." That pretty much summed up my night. I slipped out of my heels, but then put them back on. "Dad?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you teach me how to dance?"

He smiled and leaned down to kiss my cheek. "Of course."

My mom was already walking over to the radio and turned on one of their favorite CD's.

"Watch first." He pressed my shoulders down, making me sit on the couch. At the same moment he caught my mom as she went to walk passed him, and they spun into a graceful slow dance. I tried to watch their feet, but they moved together so perfectly, and the way they were lost in each other's eyes made them seem like one person was dancing. I figured my father must be lost in the moment of having my mother close to him because he is paying no attention to what I'm thinking. He spun her around, kissed her lips, and led her to the couch. He stepped in front of me and bowed his head. "Miss Cullen, may I have this dance?" He said at the exact moment the song changed. I stood up and placed my hand in his and curtsied.

"You may."

"Very nice." He seemed surprised. I looked down at my feet, concentrating. "No." My dad said softly. His left hand curled under my chin as he lifted my head. "Never look down. Always keep your chin up." He said softly.

I nodded and he spun me around the room. Of course dancing with my father was easy. He was a natural. No human could dance this graceful.

"You are." My dad smiled down at me and spun me again.

"I'm only half human. Plus I'm dancing with you. Mom even looked good dancing with you at your wedding." I pointed out.

I knew my dad was enjoying this. I understood I was growing up quickly and he hated it. I recognized the song and figured, what the heck. I kicked my shoes off and stepped on his feet. My hands slid down his arms and I wrapped my arms around his waist. I couldn't see my dad's face, but I was pretty sure it reflected my mom's. She was smiling widely at me, her eyes glassed over.

"Thank you for that dance." My dad whispered when it was over.

"No problem." I yawned.

Without letting me go my dad swept his arm under my legs and I rested my head against his chest. My mom led the way up to my room.