"major weirdo..."
"ANNIELIZ!!!"
Liz Meyers, 17 sighed and signed off AOL after her new internet buddy had signed off quickly. She turned in her new rolly computer chair Santa had brought her and looked at her doorway. "What is it Lisa?"
"Come ON!" Lisa jumped up and down like the ecstatic 7-year-old she was.
"What are we doing?" The older girl asked standing up and walking over to the door.
"Come on, its fun. Mommy, annierach, anniekim and me have been downstairs singing to my new Christmas CD, come on!!"
"All right, all right." Liz gave in to the girl's eager behavior. She had to smile at her niece's antics. When Lisa was little she had a hard time saying "auntie" for some reason, so now all of her aunt's names permanently had the name "annie" attached to them.
Liz held her niece's hand and let her drag her down the small staircase to the den where her sisters were all singing and dancing around the coffee table and couch. "Why does this remind me of some sappy lifetime movie?"
"Lil Lizzie!!!" Her oldest sister who was 29 and mother of Lisa exclaimed holding her arms wide, shaking her hips. She had had Lisa right out of college. Sara had married young when she was twenty, even though she was named the responsible one in her family.
"Sarah...I didn't know you had it in you. I knew Rachel and Kim acted like idiots, but I thought you were smarter than that." Liz shook her head and glanced around the room. She gasped in horror.
"Bobby, if you even THINK about taping me, I will...STOPPPP!!!" Liz exclaimed when her brother in law (Sara's husband) turned the video camera on her.
"Why must I be the most mature one here. I'm the youngest and all of you act so..."
"I'm THE YOUNGEST!!" Lisa shouted.
"Come on 'lizabeth, sing with us." Kimmie smiled, mouthing the words of the song.
"What is this music? I'm use to GOOD Christmas Music."
Lisa screeched. "IT'S NSYNC!!!"
"N WHO?" Liz started to laugh almost.
"NSYNC, you know the CD Lisa got this morning from Santa." Sara winked at her youngest sister.
"Ohhhh, the boyband." Elizabeth's voice was less than enthusiastic.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS HAP-PY HOLIDAYSSSSS!" Rachel, the one Liz would have never been caught singing pop music spat in her face.
Liz mumbled. "My family has gone insane. And Bobby if you don't GET THAT CAMERA OUT OF MY FACE!"
"Lighten up, Lizzie. It's the holidays." Liz plopped down on the couch beside Bobby and picked up a green and red CD case from the table in front of her.
"Is this the Nsync?" She said their name with a cheesy dramatic voice.
"Yeah. Lisa loves them..." Bobby turned off the camcorder and set it in his lap before he leaned over and whispered. "...don't tell her, but for her birthday in February I'm going to get tickets and backstage passes."
"How you managing that?" Liz asked animatedly.
"You know Pete that works for our software company." Lisa's dad looked carefully over at his daughter who was engrossed with dancing.
"The freak that wanted to know if I would be the groupie for his band?"
Bobby chuckled. "Yeah, that one. Well he works with his dad and brother sometimes as personal relations directors at the Amphitheater venue in Baltimore and they said they always get tickets and passes and they said they would hook me up."
"That's great! Now, when the Dave Matthews band comes through..." Liz nudged him with a sly smile.
"I'll see what I can do."
Elizabeth looked over the front of the CD case she was holding. She raised an eyebrow. "Lisa is obsessed with THESE guys? Oh my god..."
"What?" Bobby asked, laughing.
"Oh, they are all definitely ga-..wait..Hey Kim does Jamie like Nsync?" Liz asked her second oldest sister who was 25. Kimmie was the popular one. Everyone loved her and she made friends wherever she went.
"Jamie? Which one? The girl with red hair or the gay one."
"The gay one."
Kimmie's eyes widened and she nodded vigorously. "Yeah, oh boy. He is in love with the Lance."
"Which one is he?" Liz asked looking back over the cover.
"The blonde one."
"There's two blondes. One that looks like a cat and one that looks...whoa, that's a 2000 watt smile, there buddy."
Kim danced around the back of the couch and looked over her younger sister's shoulder. "Umm...ohh, hehe, Lance is the cat one."
"Ok ok, I'll tell you who they are." Lisa scooted beside her and pointed to each other the members. "That's Lance, Joey, JC, Chris, and Justin."
"Mmmhmmm.." Liz mumbled, trying to sound interested. Lisa opened up the little booklet and pointed to the first member that was there. "That's Justin. He is your age. He grew up in Tennessee."
"So he's a country hick huh?"
"No, that's Lance."
"He is the cat one right?"
"HE IS NOT A CAT." She huffed and flipped the page. "That's Chris. He is the oldest, but he acts like a little kid. He is so funny."
Lizzie's eyes widened. "Was he born with hair like that?"
Lisa giggled and turned the page in the booklet. "Noooooo...That's JC. He is the musical one I guess. Him and Justin sing the most."
"Now Justin was the first one right?"
"Yeah, this is Joey. He is Italian and he lovvvveessss Superman. He's my favorite I think."
Bobby mumbled beside Elizabeth. "Her favorite changes every week. Last week she was obsessed with Justin because of that one "god must have spent" song was imbedded in her brain.
Her eyes lit up with recognition. "Ohhh, I've heard that. 'your love is like a river..' yeah..that came on the soft rock station when me and mom when Christmas shopping last week."
"And THIS is Lance." Liz pointed to the last member of the group triumphantly.
Elizabeth's head tilted slightly. "Well, he doesn't look like a cat in that picture."
"So who is your favorite AnnieLiz?" Lisa asked, curios as ever.
"MY FAVORITE?? Well I'm kinda favoring this big ol wreath right here." She chuckled and pointed to the wreath printed on the inside of the CD case. Lisa didn't look too thrilled. "Ok ok, I don't know."
Liz flipped the CD case and looked at the back cover. "Um, the dude with the dreads. He..I don't know. He looks harmless, but he might have some weird thing happening with him because his hair is like that. That dude, what his name, CJ?"
"JC" Lisa corrected.
"Ohh, ok. He seems..cool, he looks the most normal and reserved. Lance, ok he has the cat look back in this picture. The superman dude looks, VERY gay they're...and oh my god, what is this guys deal with his hand. He is always sticking it out, pointing to the camera. He must be the cocky one of the group."
Lisa just giggled and looked up at her aunt with wide eyes. "Which one do you think is cutest?"
"Ummm, Which one was my age?"
"Justin."
Elizabeth was just looking for a quick way out of this conversation. By now she didn't even remember which member was which. "Ok, then Justin is the cutest, I guess."
"Hey sis, lets go take a cruise in ya car." Said Rachel, 21, the rebellious one. She loved punk rock music. She had gone to college for one year, and dropped out when she realized her dream job was to work at a local indie music store. Her parents weren't to thrilled with the idea.
"Hell no.."
"ELIZABETH." She heard her mother yell from the kitchen.
Liz cringed and called out. "I mean heck no. Are you crazy? There is umm, what's that dangerous stuff called?? Oh yeah...ICE on the road. Nuh uh."
"Pansy." Rachel mumbled.
"Idiot."
"Computer nerd."
Liz shrugged and stood up off the couch, stretching. "Hey, I take that as a compliment. Speaking of... you all have been a blast to hang with, but my computer is getting lonely....talk to you all later."
"Don't you mean 'ttyl'?" Kim smirked.
The young girl fake laughed, extra loud. "AHAHAHA, SHUT UP." With that, Liz ran up the stairs and into her room, falling into her computer chair.
"I live in a nut house." She shook her head, double clicking on the AOL icon.
"Hey, I own this nut house."
She looked over her shoulder and tried not to roll her eyes. "Oh, hi dad."
"Why don't you socialize with the rest of us for a change?" He stated, leaning on her doorframe.
"I did, I just went down there. I spent at least 10 good minutes learning everything there was to know about Lisa's new obsession. I got bored, I came up here."
He shook his head and stepped further in her room. "You spend too much time on that computer. I might have to take it away form you. You need to get outside and play-"
Elizabeth interrupted her father and exclaimed. "DAD! I KNOW! You tell me everyday. I'm sorry that I'm not good enough to play basketball, but I'm on the tennis team and I'm on the soccer team. What more do you want of me? Thank GOD I graduate this year so NEXT year you CANT FORCE me to try out for sports."
"Have you heard from any of your scholarships yet?" He crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at her.
"No, dad. I HAVENT." She obviously wasn't very pleased with where this conversation was going. She rolled her brown eyes and pressed "sign on" on the sign on screen.
"Clay did 2 weeks ago."
"I KNOW DAD! Why don't you ADOPT HIM!!! I know our PERFECT NEIGHBOR got a stupid scholarship. He tells me everytime he talks to me that he got 3000 buckaroos to go play for some stupid private school in Pennsylvania. I'm sorry that he has these amazing soccer skills that I don't. I'm unathletic dad. GET OVER IT."
While her voice was loud and overbearing, his stayed very calm. "You could be athletic if you just tried."
She threw her hands in the air. "DAMMIT DAD! I'M SORRY I'M NOT Your precious little boy. I'm sorry that you have to deal with me. Maybe next time you and mom should think about things before you go and get her PREGANT WITH ANOTHER GIRL!!!"
"Lizzie-"
"I'm sorry DAD! But for almost 18 years you have treated me like some stupid tomboy. I'm NOT A GUY!! I'M FEMALE!! I have breast and a-"
Now his voice was the one to raise. "Elizabeth that's enough. I think maybe you should just stay in your room for the next week until New Years. And you don't get to drive your new car until then."
"THATS SO NOT FAIR!" She shouted as he walked to her door.
"Well, think about that next time you raise your voice to me." He shut the door quietly and Liz's mean expression, softened immediately and she turned in her chair watching as AOL connected.
"Thank you, daddy!! Heh, heh...Not like I would be going anywhere anyway..."
She waited and bobbed her head with the voice. "Welcome, you've got PORNO mail...why do they always send me this crap." She deleted all her junk mail and brought up a "Write Email" box.
With a loud sigh, she began to type quickly...
To: CurlyJay23
Subj: Fathers and Dave Matthew's
So, I just got into this big argument with my dad. It was fun. He just grounded me in my room for a week. Oh well, that just means I can send you more annoying emails and load up this virus I'm working on to send to your new computer :) hehe, aren't I sweet?
You know what? I just got grounded on Christmas Day...now THAT is just wrong...
I think I need to listen to some Dave...DMB has this Christmas song, neatly titled "the Christmas song" I really like it. It's about Jesus' life. I like it, a lot.
That's one thing about DMB that I love. I mean, you obviously don't like them. But whenever I get worked up over something I can just put their CD in and just drift away in this little area of my brain where I don't have to worry about anything. Their new CD has a little stuff in it that I'm like, whoa Dave are you MAD? But it's all good. And He is supposed to be coming out with a live CD soon, I CAN NOT WAIT! I have all of his CDs...And it's funny because a lot of his songs are repeated on CD's but I don't know...
Man, see now I'm rambling and I've lost all my coolness. Oh well, I'm not really THAT cool. Well, I hope you had fun singing Christmas Carols with your Family. When you signed off I went downstairs and my sisters were trying to get me to sing along to this new Christmas CD my little niece got. Then she had to explain to me every single group member...kids...
They just don't know good music.
Welp..I'm outta here. Not really. I'm still going to be online. I just don't want to send you a very long email because then you might think that I like talking to you or something. And I would HATE for that to happen.
I'm just bored...REALLY REALLY ISANELY BORED...
Toodleloo...
-Lizzie