A/N OMG! TWO new stories in one day?! That's amazing! How do I do it?!
BTW, my bff made me make this, I don't know why, but whatever makes her happy!
Disclaimer- These characters belong to a genius named Stephenie Meyer. Whereas I, my friends, am no genius. Really, with the stuff I come up with, I might as well be a monkey with a typewriter.
"Jasper! I'm bored!" Emmett shouted when he walked in our front door.
"Well, what do you want me to do about it?" I questioned.
"Well… we could play rock, paper, scissors." He suggested.
I raised my eyebrow, "Rock, paper, scissors? Are you serious?"
I could feel the excitement rolling off him in waves; I guess he was serious.
"Yep, completely, come on!" Emmett was practically bursting with excitement now.
"Fine, but just once."
"Awesome! Okay, ready?" Emmett questioned, "1-2-3-SHOOT!"
I held my hand out by his, mine was flat for paper and his was balled in a fist for rock.
"I win." I stated, while putting my hand over his to demonstrate the point.
"What?! HOW?!" He exclaimed.
I sighed and began to explain to him, "Paper covers rock."
"So what, I'm supposed to believe PAPER can just magically wrap around the rock leaving it immobile?! " He shouted.
"Yes, Emmett, that's how it works." I said, slightly frustrated
"If that's the case then why can't paper do that to scissors? Actually, screw scissors, why can't paper do that to people?! Why aren't sheets of notebook paper constantly suffocating kids when they try to take notes in class?!" He continued to rant, growing increasingly louder.
I could feel him getting indignant, "Emmett, just face it, you lost."
"What the hell?! Why did you punch me?!" I shouted at Emmett, that had really hurt.
He just stood up and replied, "Sorry, I thought your paper would protect you."
I'm never getting roped into playing rock, paper, scissors with Emmett again!
A/N There, you read it, now review it! Come on, click the review button, you know you wanna!