~Ok this is like and Emma chapter so 4 all u Manny fans sorry she'll be back soon~

Emma was laying down on her bed. She heard a knock on her door.

"Emma," said Spike, "Can I come in?"

"NO!" screamed Emma.

Spike came in anway. Emma sat up on her bed and glared at her mother.

"Are you deaf?", asked Emma, "I told you not to come in."

"I don't care I need to talk to you." said Spike.

"Do you not remember me telling you all the things Manny did to me this past year?" asked Emma.

"I understand," said Spike, "But Manny needed me."

"Who cares what she needs!" screamed Emma.

"I know what it's like to be in her shoes so can I help it that I felt bad for her!" yelled Spike.

"If you had half an emotion you would have told her to go home!" Emma yelled.

"If you had half an emotion you would have been nicer to her!" yelled Spike.

"She's the one who made a mean comment to me first!" screamed Emma.

Emma slammed down on her bed she held her pillow up in her arms and cried on it.

"Emma," Spike said calmly,"you know that things are going to be hard on Manny for the next few days or maybe even weeks,

months, years, but you have to try your best to be nice and helpful to her. I know you said that she's been a big pain to you but

Manny needs you now. And if I'm not wrong I think you need her."

"You're kidding yourself," said Emma.

Baby Jack started to cry. His crying seemed to get louder and louder.

"Just think about it," said Spike has she got up to go to Baby Jack's room.

Emma layed down on her bed and looked up at her ceiling. She remembered back to old memories with Manny. Especially

memories from the day they met. The first day of Kindergarten.

*Flashback*

Spike was dropping Emma off. She kissed her good bye and Emma ran off to play with some blocks.

"Can I play with those too?" asked Manny

"Sure," said Emma, "The more people the bigger castle there will be."

"Hi Emma. How was you summer?" asked little JT.

"I wen't to day camp how bout you?" asked Emma

"My grandparents." said JT.

"I wen't to day camp too." said Manny.

"We have so much in common!" said Emma.

"We really do," said Manny.

"Ugh! Girls are yucky I'm leaving!" said JT as he walked away to some boys.

"I'm Emma Nelson and I'm 5," said Emma.

"I'm Manny Santos and I'm 5 too!" Manny said.

"Wanna be my best friend?" asked Emma.

"Sure," said Manny, "I've always wanted a best friend."

The two girls hugged.

"We'll be friends forever," said Emma.

"And ever," Manny finished.

*End of Flashback*

Emma had tears in her eyes. She pulled out an album under her bed. It was the Emma and Manny album that she had been

making since she was around seven or eight. She looked at the first page. It was her and Manny walking to school together

on their first day of 1st grade. Manny was wearing a lime green tank top and blue jean shorts. Emma was wearing a black

t-shirt that said "Save The Whales" on it and green shorts. Both girls had their hair in braids.

She flipped through some morepictures. She stopped at one when her and Manny were about 10. It was taken thesummer

before 5th Grade. Emma's hairwas all weird looking. It had some pigtails in it and some braids, and some pieces just hanging

loose. She had a few greenstreaks in her hair. Emma liked her hair like that when she was little. Emma had a black ginnie t on

and a purple spaghetti strap over it. She was wearing bright orange shorts. Manny had pigtails in her hair. She was wearing a

pink t-shirt with a blue jean jumper over it. Both girls had ice cream cones in their hands.

Emma jumped foward and flipped to the last picturein the book. It was a picture of the two girls the summer before 9th grade.

Emma was wearing a green tanktop and blue jeanshorts. Her hair was pinned back in barettes. Manny was wearing a red

spaghetti strap and black shorts. Emma looked at her and Manny. They had huge smiles on their faces. It looked like they

were doing some sort of art project at Emma's kitchen table. If only Emma had known then what the furture would hold for

the two of them.

Emma closed the book and slid it back under the bed. She stuffed her face on her pillow and started to cry.