Normal pov:

"Ness, I am tired of your attitude! If you do not stop acting like a spoiled child I will—" Edward Cullen said to his disrespectful daughter. "You will what make me eat human food?" Renesmee sneered at her father. "No", her father replied coldly, "you will get a lesson in minding me. You will not see Jacob Black for two weeks, and all of your computer and cell phone privileges will be gone too. Do you understand me?" Renesmee did not answer; she just turns around and says, "Get out of my room". " You know Renesmee, if you will not stop this behavior, I will send you to live with Huilen and Nahuel in Brazil to learn that everything does not come by so easily in the real world". With that, Edward shuts the door softly. Renesmee, on the verge of tears, paces her room. She thinks, "I'm not a child; I can go to the Reservation with Jacob if I want to". She throws herself onto the bed, sobs finally escaping her throat. She falls into a fitful sleep.

Edward pov:

"Bella, we can't let our daughter continue this behavior" I say to my wife. "I know. Maybe we should send Renesmee to Brazil with Nahuel and Huilen. She could learn a lot with them," Bella said soothingly to me. "Yes, she would. I will run down to them and explain our situation and can you tell the rest of the family?" "Of course", Bella says, placing a kiss to my lips. I go into my closet and put on some shoes. I am out of the door in ten seconds. An hour later I am in the deep jungle of Brazil. All of a sudden, I am on the ground, a heavy weight pinning me down. I look up to see Nahuel on top of me, teeth bared at my throat in threat. "Nahuel?" I whisper nonthreatingly. Recognition flints across his chiseled features. He gets up pulling me with him. You have my sincerest apologies, Edward; I did not know you we're in the area", he said in accented English. "It is I whom should be apologizing. I was trespassing unannounced," I say looking around. I frowned. "Where is your aunt? I need to talk to both of you. It's important". "My aunt is visiting my sister, Vita, she should be back shortly. What is wrong? Is there something wrong with Renesmee?" he asks worriedly. "No, nothing is wrong with her, except she has lost her mind". "I do not understand." "Well, Nessie is physically eighteen now and she is spoiled and disrespectful and—" "I get it, she's a teenager. Have you tried to discipline her?" "Yes Nahuel, I did try, but she is stubborn like her mother and tempers easily." I say sadly. We hear a rustle in the thick undergrowth. I start, listening to the person's thoughts. It was Huilen. She ran gracefully over to us and gave Nahuel a kiss on his cheek. She then turned toward me, her eyes curious.