| And I Waited For You... |
| Installment One - Page One |
| ~ Zac ~ While the television sang out �I�ve got the urge to herbal�, another Herbal Essences commercial, I laughed, leaning back in my seat, �Yeah,� I talked back to the t.v. �Well I�ve got the urge to�� �Zac, turn the t.v. down, WKJD�s on the phone.� Isaac shouted down the hall. Muttering to myself I pushed the button to minimize the volume with the remote. We had moved once again into yet another house in Eastern Tulsa, but this house was bigger than the rest, definitely the nicest. Each of us kids (all seven) have our own rooms, although Mackenzie has an obsession with watching scary movies and reading until he scares himself and has to run into my room at night�its nice to actually have peace and quiet and be able to sleep at night. Isaac strolled into the room and threw my shoes at me, �Time to go.� We were supposed to go to the WKJD radio station to meet and hang out with a winner for the day; qualifications to be the winner who meets Hanson: be the biggest, loudest and, most obnoxious Hanson fan, well�they left out the obnoxious part, but it belongs in there; What we have to look forward to: spending the rest of our day with an obsessive, obnoxious teeny, a girl(probably an ugly one with our luck) who�s going to ask stupid questions like � what color are your boxers? Your toothbrush? Do you like plain or buttered popcorn? Milk or orange juice in the morning? And, peanuts or cashews? �Where�s Tay?� I asked, pulling my Sketchers on and standing up. Despite what the majority of our fans think, Doc Martin�s are great shoes, but only if you want huge ones, at least that�s how I feel about them. I love Doc Martin�s but Sketchers are way better when you�re running, or playing a sport, or something along those lines, because they�re lighter, and they�re really comfortable. �He�s in the car, lets go,� Isaac said impatiently. ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ We were rushed into the station while a mob of girls were outside screaming and chanting �Hanson�. I felt like I was in a pretty good mood so I shouted back �I love you people!� just to get the crowd roaring, which worked. Inside, the station was on their last few questions for the two girls who were competing to be �the winner�. I had to laugh when I thought about it. The winner? What kind of a title is that? Usually we say �you�re a winner� when we�re making fun of someone, not when we�re commending them. Peeking at the girls I couldn�t help but moan disgustedly, the first one I saw was a full blond, with shoulder length hair, way too much make-up, a Hanson shirt, her face painted, and stickers all over her. But as my gaze shifted to the second girl, I realized she wasn�t the overly obsessive type the other had been. It made me wonder how she�d gotten this far. She had on long white flare jeans and a dark blue shirt that was basically a really tight short sleeved shirt, but not a T-shirt, and not tight in a slutty way�but definitely tight in an attractive way. Her blondish-brown hair came down to just above her waist, and I could tell� �Zac.� Just by looking at her it was natural, not blond, not brown, kind of like Tay�s now that he�s cut it. She had� �Zac!� really dark blue eyes, and I could tell from the look of her sitting, she wasn�t too too tall, but she was tall and skinny. �Zac! What�s you�re problem man?� Taylor said, obviously annoyed. But she was beautiful. �Hmmm?� I asked, �What?� She was the definition of beautiful. But the more I looked at her, the more I realized she was probably �Taylor�s type�, or at least her favorite was probably Taylor. I�m just the little brother in the band. Just thinking that, I started to get mad. This whole thing can be so unfair. Everyone treats me like the little brother when they don�t even realize that I�m almost the same age Isaac was when we released our first album. �Nevermind dude, we have to see the winner in like, 30 seconds though, after this question.� �How old do you think the girl in blue is?� I asked hopefully (please say my age, please say my age, please say my age�). �In blue? Ummm�I don�t know, sixteen I guess, looks sixteen, probably your age� Taylor replied. �Really?� I asked, beginning to smile. I figure you can always try, no matter what. |