*Bulking up.
Yep, it's working for me. It's a great charm, I have chapters eight and nine (which are probably posted by now) and this is ten. Well, reviewers, be pleased. I refuse to quit writing unless someone tells me to, my writing is in your hands!
Mr. Popper's Penguins is a really cheesy movie, one I am typing through on my iPod. So enjoy Cameron babysitting the House kids for another day.*

Blowing Away
Emma looked at Cameron with a giant grin. "Thank you for saving my hide."
"It's nothing, sweetheart. How was school today?" She asked with true concern.
"It was great! In AP World History, we had a "whole class passed" party. In English Two we read through Frankenstein, and in Latin Four I got one-hundred on my test. Anatomy, well, Mrs. Rider was apparently fired for and I quote "harassing a younger student", I think momma called the school. And... I signed up for band."
"Band?" Cameron questioned.
"Won't momma be pleased?" Emma smiled. "I get to test my skills tomorrow. Oh, dear lord, I've never played an instrument."
"You know, your father plays several: guitar and piano." Cameron smiled. "Come on, then, the four of us are going out on the town."

Cameron looked mighty special walking into Music and Arts. She was pushing a two-person stroller with the twins in it, Emma held Avery's hand as they walked in. "Hello, ma'am what can we do for you today?" The man at the front counter said, his voice sweet and sincere.
"What instruments can you play at Princeton Academy?" Cameron asked.
"The girl takes an interest in band for next year, eh? Fifth grader?"
"Tenth." Emma added with wit.
"TENTH?" The man wailed. "Why didn't you start music earlier kiddo?"
"I wanted to get through medical courses so I can go to the same med school Cameron went to." She looked up and smiled at her. "Tell me an instrument I want to test it before we buy, though."
"There's this clarinet, and a flute or a saxophone, very lady-like instruments." He looked in the glass case at the gleaming golden sax. "Or trumpets and trombones and percussion, can't fail with those. French horns, bass clarinets, bari sax too."
"Cameron, what do you suggest?" Emma asked, looking at the blonde with hope. Why was the little super genius asking her for help? Neither of her parents had this kind of dependence, why was she asking? This was unlike personality. Maybe it was learned. But from who?
"I don't know, Em, it's up to you. I played saxophone in the band, but you should try before you decide. It's a hard instrument, think first."
"Let me try that saxophone." The man handed her the golden saxophone and a mouthpiece. She put the mouthpiece on the cork and let out a loud squeak. "This one isn't for me."
"How about a flute?" He handed her the long silver pipe with the corks on the keys. She blew in and no sound came out. "Nope, don't think that's going to work either."
"What about that trumpet, sweetie? My best friend played trumpet, now she's a professional musician." Cameron coaxed. Emma picked up the horn, blew in and played an almost beautiful note. "With a little practice, you'll be good as gold, Em."
"He trumpet is on sale for 600 dollars just today, but for you guys I'll sell it for 550." Cameron pulled out a wad of cash and looked at the trumpet.
"And a case? Or a mouthpiece?"
"Come with the instrument, ma'am. I think your daughter's really going to love being a trumpet player."
"She's not my daughter. She's my boss' kid. All four of them are." She smiled and really caught a good look at the man at the case. He had wispy golden hair, much like Chase did, only shorter. It wasn't much past his ears, unlike Chase's; which hit his shoulders. He had green eyes and a thin frame, not nearly as tall as Chase but not shorter then Cameron herself. "I'll have him pay me back, later, Mr..."
"Henry. Henry James." He smiled. "And you are...?"
"Allison." She giggled and flipped her hair. "But to these kids, I'm auntie Cameron."
"Allison Cameron... where have I heard that name before?"
"Been to the hospital recently? I'm the immunologist."
"On House's team? I was a med student before I switched my major. I have heard everything about his cases. Magical."
"Everyone thinks so. Then they get to know my boss." Cameron huffed. "Why did you switch majors?"
"Knew I couldn't work with House, you guys have it covered. But one thing lost is another thing gained."
"What did you gain, Henry?" She questioned.
"You." He added, almost in an amorous tone. "So I was wondering..."
"Sometime when I don't have four kids, want to catch a pizza?" She didn't consider this flirting, but clearly he did.
"I don't mind kids, Allison."
"My, aren't you forward." Cameron started. "But-"
"Don't pretend you're disinterested. I can see it in your eyes." Henry tried to woo her.
"Tomorrow, she'll see you tomorrow at six." Emma answered for her. "She'll be all dolled up and ready to see you at six. Thanks Henry, for the trumpet."
"Meet me at my place." Cameron pulled out a notebook and a pen. She ripped out a page and wrote the directions down. "See you later, Henry." On her way out, she looked back to see if he watched her, he was staring right at her still smiling."

*So I created a boyfriend for Cameron and don't tell me you hate it. Actually, if you do, do tell me. It's your opinions that matter more than mine. So if you like Henry, let me know. Reviews are a good way to do that.*