Emmett's POV

I learned how to do a cartwheel!! OMG Rose is going to be proud of me. Yeah, because I'm so awesome with my super-strong Emmett muscles! I texted her to tell her the great news.

Rosie-Posy,

I learned how to do a cartwheel! I bet you are loving me now! Your sexy beast, Emmett! (Psst! I bet you love my new sig)

MonkeyMan

I sat on the swing, twisting around and letting myself spin superly-fast around and around and around! It didn't even bother me that little ten year olds were passing me, pointing and laughing. I just gave them the finger and they walked away. I heard a ding-dong and whisked out my phone. It said "1 New Message From: Rosalie". I read it eagerly.

Emmy-bear,

Uh…wow. Cartwheel. Never done that before. You do remember I was a cheerleader last year, right? I can do way more than a cartwheel. But, good job, babe. I guess. Ha-ha!

Guns'N'Roses

I chuckled at Rose's sig. Mostly because she knew nothing about Guns'N'Roses. She thought of using it as a sig when we were at the lunch table and she saw Jesse walk by carrying his tray, and she saw "Guns'N'Roses" and she said,

"That's it! The perfect sig!"

I texted her back.

Rosie,

I can't believe you picked Guns'N'Roses, just cause your nickname is Rose. It's like your old sig, RosesAreRed, or that other one, RingAroundTheRosie. Oh, yeah and how's that girl doing that we found? She okay?

MonkeyMan

I slid down the kiddy slide, waiting for her to text back. I found a random stranger and asked her to take a picture of me sliding down the slide. She agreed, but hesitantly with a confused expression. I didn't need Edward to know what she was thinking: This guy must have lost his mind. A six year old in a seventeen year olds body. What a creeper. Oh well. He's pretty cute.

I threw my hands in the air and yelled, "Meef!" and she laughed. It was the perfect shot so I made it my wallpaper. My phone said "1 New Message From: Rose". I read it.

Emmy,

I love all my sigs. They are like my little word babies. It's hard to choose which I like best so I switch every few weeks. And the kid, she's been awake for two hours. You missed it. She's so cute! You want to meet her?

Guns'N'Roses

I didn't bother to respond. I jumped in my Jeep and zoomed back home. Alice would see me coming. I turned on the radio and "TiK ToK" by Ke$ha was playing. I couldn't help but to sing.

"Wake up in the mornin' feeling like P-Diddy, grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm bout to hit this city, before I leave brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack, cause when I leave for the night I ain't comin' back! I'm talkin' pedicures on our toes, toes, trying on all our clothes, clothes, boys' blowin' up our phones, phones…drop toppin', playing our favorite CDs, pullin' up to the parties, tryin' to get a little bit tipsy… Don't stop, Make it rock, Deejay blow my speakers up, tonight, I'ma fight till we see, the sunlight! Tick tock on the clock but the party don't stop, no! Whoa Ooh Whoa Ooh Wha-oh, Whoa Ooh Whoa Ooh Wha-oh!" I howled.

Then I was home. I burst through the door and my family and the rescued new born girl were stifling giggles.

"What's so funny?"

"TiK ToK, Emmett? Really? You have a great voice." Alice said, giggling.

"We heard you singing all the way up the road." Jasper chortled.

"I liked it. It was magical…" the little unknown girl sighed, resting her chin on her knee. She smiled a soft smile at me, and I could tell that she knew I was wrapped around her little finger. My concentration wavered and my bottom lip stuck out when she batted her eyes up at me. She was pretty darn adorable. I could tell she already got to everyone else to play right into her hands. I spoke first.

"Aw! Thank you. What's your name, cutie?"

"Um…I can't remember. No one ever uses my name. They call me what ever they want to call me. Sometimes, I don't even think I have a name. Gracie? Avery? Samantha, maybe." She shrugged tilting her head to the side.

"Oh oh oh! You know what this means? We get to name her!! We get to name her, don't we? Oh please, can we, Carlisle?"

"Oh sure." Carlisle said, not looking up from his papers.

"We should call her Morgan!" Alice chirped.

"I think we should call her Claire." Jasper mused.

"Can we call her Rosalie? She's got beauty like me!" Rosalie bragged. She got a thumbs-down from everyone.

"I like Claire. I like the name Kendra, too." Whispered the little girl.

"Hmm…that's a nice name. Claire Kendra Cullen. I like it." We all agreed. Claire is perfect.

* * *

Alice decided we should all go shopping. I climbed in my Jeep with Rosalie, and put Claire in the back seat, and Alice led us to the mall. When we got there she moved like a hurricane. She bought clothes for herself, for Rose, for Claire…for all of us. She didn't even bother making us try it on. She bounced around from store to store. She stopped at RadioShack® and purchased a new phone: A My Touch.

"Alice, what the hell? You just got a new phone last week! You are taking this overboard." I yelled.

"Whoa calm down, Captain Hormones. It's not for me. It's for Claire."

"She's seven." I said.

"I'm eight and a half, Emmett!" Claire squeaked. She stopped in the middle of the store, so very pointedly trying to make a scene. She dropped to the ground, laying on her stomach. She smashed her face into the carpet, smothering her wild, noisy fake-crying. She's trying to give the impression that I'm a bad big brother! This will not do! I'm too awesome.

"Oh, I-I'm sorry, Claire. I take it back. Please don't cry. Please." I begged. People were starting to stare. I picked her up off the ground and rocked her back and forth. She had real tears streaming down her cheeks, and I would've been fooled had not she winked at me and Rosalie. I went along with it.

"Okay, Claire," my voice boomed, "we'll go get ice cream if you want."

"Yay! Thank you, Emmett!" She kissed my nose and giggled as I tickled her and set her back on the ground. Rosalie was impressed.

'Wow, Emmett. You would make a great father." Rosalie mused.

"Yup, I'm just freaking awesome! Love it up, babe."

I was about to kiss Rose, when my phone went ding-dong. She smiled and walked over to Jasper and Edward who were standing in the corner looking completely lost as ever. I pulled out my phone and saw I had "1 New Message From: …431-9581. I was puzzled because I've never seen the number, but I read the message.

Emmett,

Hi! It's CKC. Claire, in other words. Alice taught me how to text and she gave me all your numbers! I love all of you already. But…um, my throat hurts. It's burning really bad. What am I supposed to do about that? Text back

Claire-Bear

Aw, I love her sig. It's so cute. But I don't think she knows she's a vampire and she needs to hunt. We never told her. Oh well. Looks like it's up to big brother Emmett!

Claire,

Wow, you are so young to be texting! Well, I guess there is always a first for everything. We all love you too! Oh, and that burning in your throat…It means you are thirsty. But a cup of water won't help. We'll explain on our way to hunting.

MonkeyMan

I looked up and saw Claire across the room. She was sitting in Jasper's lap with one arm slung around his neck. She reads the message. She gasps, and looks up at me with watery eyes. Which is very peculiar, as I think back to about fifteen minutes ago when she had tears streaming down her cheeks, because, well…vampires can't cry. This vampire child may end up being chaos for us.