Emmett POV
Life sucks. There's nothing to do. Hmmm… Television… Let's see… Wipeout? Sounds cool. I thought, as I turned the volume up. There were people falling over these big, inflatable objects into water. This is great! I think I wanna go on this show!
"What are you watching?" Bella asked. Whoa. Didn't notice her in the room…
"Oh, just this cool show Wipeout. It's awesome." I said. She sat down next to me and soon we were both engrossed with this. I dare say, this is better then football!
When it was over, she turned to me and said, "Emmett, I think we should go on this show."
"My little human, this is by far your best idea yet!" I know she'd probably get hurt, but this was the perfect bonding thing for me and my favorite human! I ran and got my laptop, and opened up CBS's website and clicked on Wipeout. "It's in San Fransisco, and the next episode they're shooting is a brother-sister episode! We have to enter!"
She looked at me like I just admitted to being Jesus. "Emmett! We NEED to do this! Let's make the entry video right now!" We got the camera, and went into the backyard.
"Okay, and play right… now! Hi, I'm Emmett Cullen!" I said.
"And I'm his little sister Bella Cullen!" We just said Cullen to make things easier. We then proceded to list the reasons why we thought we should be on the show.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, that's a wrap! Let's go send in the video." We went and emailed it to the Wipeout people, and then sat and had a Wipeout marathon.
TWO WEEKS LATER
I'm flicking through the channels, because I watched every single episode of Wipeout already. And then I watched them multiple times, so Esme said I can only watch it when there's a new episode, like with Spongebob.
"Emmett! Phone's ringing!" I heard Rosalie scream from upstairs. "Answer it!"
"Okay!" I yelled back, before picking up the phone. "Hello?" I said.
"Hi, are you Emmett Cullen?" a voice said.
"Yes, how can I help you?"
"Well, how do you feel about the fact that you have won you and your sister a spot on Wipeout?"
