Em POV (Emmett Point of View)

"Emmett, honey, Charlie and I have something very important to tell you." My mom yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

"Yes, mommy," I said while running down the stairs. I took a seat across from my parents at the kitchen table. They had been acting weird lately, but whenever I'd ask what was wrong they would say nothing. I am already six, but they treat me like such a kid.

"Emmett, your father and I have something very important to tell you," my mom said nervously.

"Silly mommy, you already told me that." I said with a bright smile on my face.

"Always the observant one," my mother muttered. "Let's just hope his sibling is not as observant," she said, almost too low for me to hear.

"Sibling? What!!! Mom you really are being silly," I exclaimed "I don't have a sister!"

"Baby, that's what we wanted to tell you," she said while getting up and running her hands through my curly hair.

"I am pregnant. Your father and I suspected it, but we got it confirmed yesterday. You're going to have a sibling by next year. I am only a couple of weeks pregnant."

"Then why do you seem so nervous momsie?" I said using the nickname I called her when I was 4, hoping to ease her tension.

"Darling, you are going to have to share all your toys with your sibling. I am very excited, but I was a little worried about how you would feel about this," she said while nervously drumming her finger on the table.

"Mom, don't worry I am fine. I would love to share with my brother." I said while putting my hand over hers.

"Um, Emmett, your sibling might be a girl. It is a 50% chance that it might be." My dad said, saying something for the first time during the conversation. I stopped and thought about that. My sibling could be a girl…

"It doesn't matter, I will protect him or her with my heart," I said making my decision.

"Oh, that's my boy," my dad said hugging me.

"Emmett you are the best boy a mom could ever ask for," My mom said with a look of pure adoration on her face.

"I know," I said with a cheeky smile.

My mom laughed, but I saw her eyes glistening with unshed tears, after all I AM very observant=]

I kissed my mom on the cheek and went upstairs to brush. It was already 9 and I had a very long day, first grade is horrible it will be the death of me..

I looked in the mirror that hung above the sink and wondered if I would be a good brother. The idea that my parents thought I would be angry with a sibling was ridiculous. I always heard about my friends siblings and how annoying they were, but I think it would be fun to have a sibling. I know we will probably fight, but it is really boring to be an only child, plus fighting is fun.=] I don't know if I will be a good brother of not, I don't know what the future will hold, but that night while I was being tucked in to bed by my mom and dad I made a promise to myself. I would try to be the best big brother a kid could ask for. I closed my eyes and dreamed of the future that night.

A/N I know it is REALLY short, but I wanted to get this out there as a base for my story, my chapters are usually longer.

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