Emma's POV

*Beep Beep Beep*

Ugh! Nothing can ruin my day more than when it begins with the sound of my alarm clock. I reached across my bed and slammed my hand down on the snooze button. I rolled around in bed a bit, snuggling underneath my covers, refusing to get out of my bed. Stupid alarm clock….wait, alarm clock? I didn't set my alarm last night... today's Saturday. Oh gosh! I bolted out of my bed and ran to my desk to check the date. Oh my gosh! August 14th! How could I have possibly forgotten! I got a rush of adrenaline then, becoming the most excited teenager on the planet. My best friend was coming home today! I finally get to see him after like, 6 months. Oh, and it was my birthday, but that's a minor detail. You see, I only saw my birthday as a minor detail because my best friend, Josh Hutcherson, was coming home today, and word on the street was that he had a party planned for some big event *cough*my16thbirthday*cough*. So I guess my birthday wasn't a minor detail, but either way, I was still more excited to see my crush…I mean friend! Okay, so I like my best friend, big deal. I suppose it kinda stinks because he has no idea, and he has a girlfriend, who just happens to be evil…and has the same birthday as me. But that's why this party is gonna rock! He's throwing it for me, not her. And it's not like I'm just guessing either. One of his friends, Jake, told me about it, and he said that Josh was super excited about it. Well, enough of that, I need to go get ready.

*2 Hours Later*

I had literally been standing near Josh's house for the past 10 minutes, freaking out. Josh texted me about an hour ago, and told me he was home…at his house…waiting for me. I don't know why, but on the way there, I started to get nervous. Maybe it was because I'm crazy about the guy, hadn't seen him in 6 months, and now the only thing I can think about is whether or not he missed me as much as I missed him. Okay, that's it. I need to stop being a baby and just go knock on the door.

*Knock Knock*

My hands are literally shaking! I feel like I'm gonna puke! Come on Emma, it's just Josh! I heard footsteps walking…no, running to the door. I felt like an animal on the discovery channel. You know when they talk about that whole, fight or flight thing? Yeah, that pretty much sums up what I was feeling. The door swung open, and I was scooped up into a very tight bear hug, and spun around.

"EMMA! I missed you so much! Oh my gosh! I'm so happy I'm back!" Josh pretty much peed himself he was so excited. All I could do was laugh and shove my head into the crook of his neck. He smelled amazing, and he didn't look half bad either…hehe.

"Josh! I'm so happy you're back! Never leave me alone for that long ever again! Next time you go away, you have to take me with you, or I don't know what I'm going to do with myself!" I said, keeping my arms firmly around his neck and just holding him…oh, and he didn't let go either.

"Come on, come inside, everyone wants to see you." He kept one arm around my waist as we walked inside the house. It was really nice to see everyone. His brother had grown so much, and I got the biggest hug from his mom and dad. We sat there for probably an hour, just talking and laughing. At around 2, Josh asked me to come with him to his room so we could catch up. I walked up the stairs, taking in everything. The pictures that hung on the wall of Josh as a kid just made me laugh.

"Hey, stop laughing!" he giggled.

"Oh, come on, you used to be so cute! I'm not really sure what happened though," I teased.

"Haha, very funny. I forgot how much I missed your witty, sarcastic remarks," he rolled his eyes, and opened the door to his room. I walked in and sat down in the center of his bed. He closed the door and then ran at me. I screamed, and he tickled my sides until I cried. Then we just laid there, sorta holding each other, and staring at each other.

"So, I've got this party planned for tonight," he said, after like, 5 minutes of silence.

"Oh really, and what's the occasion for such a party? A birthday perhaps?" I decided to go along with whatever he was playing at. I suddenly realized that he hadn't said happy birthday to me, which was weird because he's never forgotten my birthday…not once. I brushed if off as soon as he smiled at me and sat up.

"Okay, so, wear something nice, be to my house at 7. This is me formally inviting you by the way." He was so adorable. We hung out for a little bit longer, and then I went home and got ready for the party.