If Emmett had a diary… now that would be frightening. -Le Gasp!-

deer dyeree,

hayhayhay! itz emmett! i just wantd 2 tel u abowt my daj! Roze nd i wer argeweng…

"Damn it Emmett! You are killing me!" she growled, folding her arms.

"Well, I'm sorry I can't spell good enough for you Rose!"

"But Emmett, you write like a six year old!"

"He can't spell either." Edward laughed from behind me.

"Hey! You're not in this!" I snapped, slamming my pencil down on the table.

"Edward, please tell him there's no 'O' in your name." Rose closed her eyes.

"You put an 'O' on my name?" Edward laughed.

"Well, duh. It's E-D- erm…" I tried to think. "dsdfsdgsdamds." I mumbled. Truthfully, it was just gibberish.

"Yeah, um, Emmett there's no 'O' in my name." Edward shook his head.

I got out of my chair and went into the garage. Maybe, giving my Jeep a tune-up would calm me down.

"Emmett!" Bella's voice called, right after I slid under my car.

"Yes Bells?" I called, grabbing a wrench.

"I'm trying to write an Email to my mom, and I went blank. How do you spell, 'definitely'?" she asked.

I slid out from under the car and roared with anger, stalking out.

"Okay… Oh! I-T-E-L-Y!" her voice cheered.

Was everyone making fun of my disability? Maybe I should actually pay attention in school, rather than getting Rose to do all my homework…

"Emmett, can I talk to you for a minute?" Carlisle asked as I walked by his office.

I sighed and went in.

"Have a seat. I understand you're having a problem with spelling." he folded his hands and intertwined his fingers.

"Well…"

"You know, we got taught a song in kindergarten." he smiled.

"No. Please Carlisle! Don't burst into-"

Suddenly, everything was white and we were bother wearing pink suits.

"When you have… VOWELS,

You also have… CONSENANTS!

They make words. Words, WORDS!

I like to spell, spell, spell.

Words are used by Kings,

In lots of spelly things!

OH YEAH!"

Everything snapped back to reality and he sat down. "Better?"

"Carlisle… you need therapy."

Soh u seey wat eye hav 2 poot uhp wit evrydey?

-emmett

-nohte 2 sellf- Com uhp wit gud sahng 2 beet Carlyles!

Just to bring it out there… Carlisle actually has a lovely singing voice. XD

If Quil had a diary… I'd want him to meet my sister. She's three; I'm sure his Claire would love her ;)