Have you guys ever wondered why Chad calls Emily 'Emster'?

Well, now, there is no more mystery!

Emily's 7 and Chad's 8.

"Come on! Open the door, Em!"

"I'm not falling for that one, Troy," she giggled as she held the door locked.

"For the bajillionth time, it's Chad!"

"Still not falling for it," Emily said in a singsong voice.

"I'M SERIOUS! Look at the outline of the hair!"

Emily studied the silhouette. She opened the door for Chad.

He was standing there, with a slight glare on his face. It was snowing outside, and Chad only had a light jacket on since he didn't think he would be outside long.

"Oops," she giggled.

"I'll show you 'oops'," he held his hands in the tickling position and ran towards her.

Emily ran through the house, shrieking to get away from him. He finally caught up to her and began tickling her mercilessly.

"Stop it! Stop it!" she laughed.

"Who's the greatest?" he tickled her.

"I am."

He tickled her harder. "Try again."

"Okay, okay! Troy."

"Still not there," Chad kept tickling her.

"JASON!"

"Emily, this isn't very funny," he laughed and tickled her harder.

"Truth is never funny anymore," she wriggled around.

"Fine, new question. Are you sorry?"

"No," she laughed as he dug into her ribs. "I mean…yes."

"What are you sorry for?"

"I don't know!"

He moved to her bare feet and tickled them. She squealed and wiggled around some more.

"I'm sorry…I left you…outside," she managed between laughter.

"Good enough," he stopped tickling her.

"You just sound like Troy to me," Emily explained after she caught her breath.

"Well then, I'll just have to fix that," Chad sat up.

"How?"

"Um…I know! I'll call you something different than everyone else. Then you'll know it's me."

"What are you going to call me?" she looked confused.

"Hmm," he thought for a minute, "Emster!"

"Emster?" she raised an eyebrow at him.

"Yes, whether you like it or not," he grinned.

"I guess I'll grow to like it, then."

He laughed at her last remark.

"If you get to call me a nickname, I get to call you one, too."

"Oh Lord, payback," he rolled his eyes.

"Chadinater," she grinned.

"That's the dorkiest thing I have ever heard."

"No, 'Emster' is."

He stuck his tongue out at her and she returned the favor.

"Emster, Emster, Emster," he said imitating the Brady Bunch phrase 'Marcia, Marcia, Marcia'.

She shoved him off the couch. "OW!" he yelled.

"Teehee," she grinned and ran. "Run, run as fast as you can. You can't catch me, I'm the Emster. Oh yeah."

"Again: DORKIEST THING EVER!" he ran after her.

I thought it was cute. What about you guys? (THAT TRUTH COMMENT WAS MINE! ALLYN STOLE IT:-) -Jordan)

I should be starting the sequel to Give It A Second Chance. Be watching! (OOH. YAY! -Jordan)