Okay, this is it. The one that I think is funny cause my friends and I actually did this when we were out of town today lol. I don't own Twilight, but if anyone wants to buy me an early Christmas present . . .

Nessie POV

After we left the mental institution, I asked, "Esme, can we go to Tim Horton's? I've never been to one."

"Of course, honey," she agreed, and we headed to the nearest Tim Horton's. I ordered chocolate Timbits and Rachelle ordered a Boston Cream Donut.

"Where do you want to sit?" Esme asked.

"Over there," I said, pointing to the window near the Drive Thru.

"Okay," Esme agreed, and we all sat down. I made sure that Rachelle and I got the window seats.

I stared out the window until a car came through the Drive Thru. In it was an old lady. Perfect. When she looked into the window – nosey old bat – I put my hands around my neck and pretended to choke. Then, I flopped down onto the table. The lady let out an earsplitting scream. Well, it was earsplitting to us vampires, I don't know about the humans.

Rachelle and I giggled madly, and Momma, Daddy and Esme all scolded me, "Nessie!"

"What? It was funny!"

"Funny? You could have given that lady a heart attack!" Esme exclaimed.

"Fine, I won't do it again," I mumbled and turned back to the window. As I turned, I winked at Rachelle, a silent cue for her to do something when the next car came by.

It was a big truck that drove by, with a kind of scary looking guy in it. The kind of guy that you don't want to mess with. When he looked, Rachelle flattened herself against the window and stuck her tongue out at the guy. In return, he gave her the finger. We both giggled until Esme said, "I think it's time to go."

"But I'm not done my Timbits," I protested.

"Now," she ordered, and walked out of the restaurant. Judging from her expression, it was probably a good idea to listen to her.

We got into the car and drove away. When we were on the road, Esme said, "Why would you do that when I specifically told you not to?"

"Well, technically, I didn't do it."

"No, but I'm sure you were the mastermind behind it. I hope you guys don't behave like that at camp."

"No, of course not," I lied through my teeth.

"Alright. You keep pretending that you behave at camp, and I'll keep pretending that I believe you when you tell me that."

"Sounds good, "I agreed, then realized what Esme had said, "Hey, wait a minute."

She laughed. "Okay, we're at the dock. Bye, and I'll see you guys at the end of the summer."

"Bye."

Emmett POV

We were all waiting at Back Bay Clay for Jacob to come back. He said he'd only be a minute, but I counted to 10 on my fingers, then to 21 on my toes. Then, I ran out of things to count on. What a dilemma. I'm sure I was trying to figure out what to do far at least 50 seconds though, so Jacob must have been gone for at least a minute and a half.

Finally, he came back.

"Hey, guys, sorry I took so long."

"You were thirty seconds longer than you said you'd be." I informed him.

"Dude, he was gone for like an hour," one of the camper told me.

"Exactly," I said.

"Anyway," Jacob said, "Shall we get this show on the road?"

"What road?"

"It's an expression, Emmett," Jacob sighed, sounding exasperated.

"By the way, sorry I took so long, but I had some business to take care of."

"Ew," I groaned.

"Not that kind of business, Emmett. I did that before I left."

"Oh, okay. I guess we can go then."

"Aren't you gonna wash the clay off your body?"

"No," I told him.

There was no way I was going to take the clay off my body. It was time to go scare Rose.