"Jordan Taylor Hanson?! What have you done to yourself these past few weeks?!" Mrs. Hanson
asked him, while they were arguing about a concert.
"Nothing! Mom! Why can't we go?"
"Because, if you decide to show yourself, at a MARILYN MANSON concert, I will have
to disown you!"
"Fine. Disown me. I don't care. I make the $$ in this family. I'll buy my own tickets.
And I'll buy Lauren one too. Thank you very much."
"Jordan, don't get smart with me. I'll smack that attitude right off of your face.
Do you hear me?"
"Whatever. I'm just saying, I'm going to the concert." He yelled as he walked out
of the room and into his bedroom with his brothers.
"Tay, man, what's happened to you?" Zac asked.
"Nothing. Dude, what the Hell is your problem? Can't a guy have a little fun?"
"Not like this. You guys are doing drugs, you are wanting to change all our music
to metal and death, you dress like a ... FREAK. You are a total different person.
You made dad stop talking to you and your hair is BLACK! You may as well not be
a Hanson anymore." Isaac shot at him.
"Fine! Maybe I won't be! How about, I quit the band?! How about that?! Hanson, is
over. You'll never find another singer. Not that'll go with you. That's it."
"You can't quit Tay! This was our dream!"
"Well, it's not my dream anymore. Lauren and I are starting our own band though.
I'm the bassist. Isn't that weird, Ike? All those times watching you play your
guitar really paid off. Lauren is the singer, along with guitar, but we need
a drummer, and another guirar player. How bout it guys?"
"Sure. Why not? What music and what do we have to do?"
"Ok. Metal. Heavy metal and industrial. You have to dye your hair black and basically
look like me and Lauren."
"You know what. We've changed our minds. We'll continue with Hanson."
"Ok. Your loss. Oh yeah. Lauren is moving in."
"WHAT?!?!"
"Does mom know?"
"Yeah. She said 'I would say No, but since you'll do it anyway. Go ahead' ha ha ha." He said
immitating his mother's voice.
"Gosh. When is she moving in?"
"Tonight."
"What time?"
"In about 10 minutes."
"Cool." Ike and Zac said.
"Lauren, I can't belive you are FINALLY living with me."
"I know. I'm SO happy!"
"Yeah. So, want FREE Manson tickets?"
"Huh? No way! You got them?!?! Oh my God!"
"Not yet. I am getting them though."
"Oh my GOD! I love you!!!!!!"
"Love you too."
They soon fell asleep in eachothers arms.
They woke up the next morning to Diana holding up a bag of pot screaming things at
the top of her lungs.
"Mom! Get out! It's too early! We'll talk later!"
"TAYLOR! You have been smoking pot! I don't want my son to be a drug addict or
my future daughter in law. I'm taking all your Marilyn Manson shit away!"
"No you won't!"
"Watch me!"
She swung open his closet doors and pulled out all the black clothing, the fishnets,
the make-up, the jewelry, and everything else that had to do with Marilyn Manson and everything
he had been dealing with the past few weeks.
"Taylor, you will forget everything about Marilyn Manson, so help me God. And you
too Lauren. If I hear those words EVER again, you both will be thrown out!"
Taylor got up and looked in his closet. "Brown, white, red, green, orange, aqua, nothing
black. OooH! Ike has a black shirt of mine."
He opened Isaac's closet and pulled out his black silky shirt, black JNCOs, and
black 20 eyelit Doc Martins. He brushed his hair and sat on the bed. Lauren got
up, put on a black tank top, black JNCOs and her 20 eye Docs. She brushed her
hair and walked down stairs with Taylor. As the weeks past, they became more and more
normal until Marilyn Manson was forgotten.