My Life As Emmalyn

Birthdays

"EMMALYN, GET DOWN HERE!" Sunny shouts from downstairs.

"Another five minutes..." I grumble. I doubt he can hear me, but I don't care. I want and deserve my sleep. My bed feels heavenly. It's so much better than the uncomfortable hospital beds, and I don't want to get up. I think there may be school today, maybe I can just sleep in?

"EMMALYN! NOW!" I hear his voice grow louder. I think he may be coming upstairs. Is he mad at me? Why would he even be mad at me? I haven't done anything bad. Well, I don't count punching his best friend as something bad. Sunny is screaming my full name. Oh well, I'll go back to sleep. If it's really important, he would have come sprinting to my room.

"GET YO BUTT DOWN HERE!" He yells, but this time he is at my door.

"Another five minutes please..." I turn onto my other side and hide beneath my covers.

"I'll carry you if I have to!" He threatens me, walking over to my bedside.

"Let me rest..." I think I say. I'm still half awake.

"No! We must do it now." Sunny says urgently. I wonder what is the rush. He yanks off my covers me plops me into his arms. He carries me in a bridal hold, lugging me down the stairs. "You already overslept enough as is." He mumbles.

"HEYYYYY!" I screech. "THAT WAS MEAN!" I complain. Brothers are awful. It's the worst feeling ever to have your blanket yanked away from you. You're all nice and cozy, but then BAM you become cold.

"It got you awake, didn't it?" I can hear the smirk in his voice,

"I just got back from the hospital. Can't you let your little sissy rest?" I try to give him puppy dog eyes. It usually works. He's a sucker for my adorableness.

"Yeah..." He drawls, not looking at me. "...no." Ouch, shot down so coldly.

"What's the big deal?" He seems to be acting differently. It couldn't be about Zach or something? Or maybe Drake?

"It's a secret." He winks and shrugs. I think he's enjoying my annoyance and frustration.

"C'mon!" I plead. What's the big secret? We reach the kitchen and he puts me down. I immediately start to poke and prod him. This always gets on his nerves. I'm the master at annoying the crap out of Sunny. It's my job as his little sister!

"SURPRISE!" A crowd of voices shriek out of nowhere.

I jump onto Sunny's back in surprise, letting out an embarrassing squeak. I look at the people in shock. Where did everyone pop out from? I scan the faces: there's my mommy, dad, Alex, Aaron, the twins, Drake, Cody, Wayne, John, Tyler, Kody, Don, and many other friends and family. They must have magical powers, or somehow have Harry Potter's invisibility cape. I swear they weren't standing in the kitchen just five minutes ago.

"Wha-what?" I stammer, trying to figure this out. I'm so confused. Why are they all here? The kitchen is now filled with confetti, streamers, and decorations all over the place.

"Cat got your tongue?" The twins wink at me while pulling me into a big hug.
"HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY!" They each shout into one my ears.

"Birthday?" I frown. "What are you guys talking about? Is that what this celebration is about? My birthday isn't until the end of June!" I raise my voice so I can be heard over the racket.

"You were in a coma for three weeks, plus the extra time you spent in the hospital recuperating. If my math is right, which it always is, today should your birthday." Sunny states.

"Oh..." I finally nod in understanding. "Awwww thanks everyone!" I try to hug as many people I can. Everyone starts cleaning the kitchen up. I join with them.