A/N: OMG! So sorry I haven't been updating:o( Writers block, you see? Anyways, here is a new chapter, that I am forcing myself to write! HUZZAH!

Plus, I'm going to add quite a few grammar errors in here for little kid's sake. WOO!

(Don't hurt me if it sucks...)

Kindergarten Days

I stomped on my now wrinkled jacket.

"ZIP UP YOU DUMMY JACKET!" I screamed at it, as Rosalie quietly walked over to me and yanked the jacket from under me.

"Bells... Shhh. Just get your boots on first. Then I'll help you with the zipper, okay?" She attempted to soothe me. I made an effort to calm down. My face was flushed, due to my anger at the non-zipping-up-jacket.

"Fine." I grumbled, running away from Rosalie into the large walk-in closet that was in the hallway. We kept our coats, boots, and other outdoor stuff in there.

I smashed into Alice. She squeaked and whipped around, expecting to see Rosalie, I suppose. Her expression softened when she saw that it was me.

"Oh! Bells! Aren't you excited? Jake's birthday party is going to be so much fun! YAY!" Alice bounced up and down. I smiled slightly.

"Yeah. I guess. Speaking of the party, Jake's daddy and him are going to be here in a little bit! So we need to hurry up!" I said, attempting calmness.

It had been a few months since JK had started, and Jacob Black was throwing a birthday party, and the whole class was invited. Mommy thought that Jacob's daddy was brave to look after all of us for an hour. An hour wasn't even that much!

"Yeah." Alice bent down to her wide selection of boots, and groaned. "There's NOTHING to wear on my feeties!" She cried dramatically. I rolled my eyes.

"Ally, you have TEN PAIRS OF BOOTS. Pick something, or I'll have Rosie do it for you." I threatened. Alice hated it when anyone but me or her picked out her clothing or shoes.

Alice quickly bent down again, picking up her plain black Ugg boots, since it wasn't raining. I copied her, choosing the same boots. Alice donned her rain jacket, and walked out of the room, practicing her ballet walk. I used to try to copy her, but I soon gave up, because I didn't think my balance problems needed to be embraced but me trying to 'dance walk', as Alice called it. I used to be jealous of her grace, but I got over it. Mostly.

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Ten minutes later, Alice and I stood by the door. Alice was bouncing, and I thought she was going to bounce right through the roof.

Mommy was standing beside us, tears in her eyes.

"Mommy? Why is you crying?" I asked, my eyes round. Mommy reached down and patted me, smiling a watery smile.

"Because, Bells, you and Ally are growing up. Going to your first party!" She sniffed. Rosalie walked into the room.

"Mommy, it's just a party. A TELETUBBIES party. Ally will probably ruin it." Rosalie grinned evilly at Alice, knowing what would follow.

"NO I WON'T! MEANIE!" Alice screamed, charging at Rosalie head on. Rosalie was already running, with the tiny blur that was Alice behind her. I looked away, clutching at Mommy's knee. I knew who was going to win this fight.

Alice.

Rosalie was to girly to win fights. Alice and I were the ones who weren't afraid to 'mess up our hair'. I though I hair was already messy enough, anyways.

"AAAAGH!" I heard one of my sisters cry. It was Rosalie. I rushed over to see Alice sitting atop her head, pulling her hair. I ran forwards and grabbed Alice.

"Ally, no. It's not nice to beat up your sister." I quoted my mother's words. Mommy walked in, and patted me.

"Bells, you are going to be one heck of a good counselor." She praised me, ruffling my hair. I smiled.

DING DONG.

We all turned our heads to the door. It was time.

I was going to grow up.

A/N: That ending reminded me of Supernanny. Like, when she rings the doorbell, and everyone looks at it, and the dramatic music plays? Yeah. :oP Sorry that is most likely sucked.