"DIGGINS!!!" i jumped about a foot into the air, "COME DOWNSTAIRS, I'VE GOT A SURPRISEEE!" she yelled up the stairs. I got out of bed and rubbed my sleep deprived eyes. I stumbled downstairs.
"comming" i mumbled.
I stepped into the living room, i gasped, my jaw almost hit the floor, "A GUITAR!" i squealed in delight, i ran over and hugged my mom. I was in an estacy. She got me one just like my old one: pretty, shiny, blue, strat/fender.
"do you like it?" she asked with a happy smile.
"I love it!" i exclaimed as i picked it out of the stand and threw the strap around my shoulder. I held it and played the "walk this way" lick. It was great. I held it up and checked out the neck to see that there was no warping, none. The metal that made the frets didn't stick out. The strings were adjusted by the bridge just right. It was in tune. She got me real cool tye-dye picks and strap. The white pick guard shined. It was beauitful.
I hugged the guitar, then my mom. Then i ran upstairs to practice. Every song i knew of, i played. I was practicing for hours.
After i got tired i called Kim. To let her know we can practice again. She was happy, that we don't have to just sit around on our butts. Whats a band that can't practice because theres no guitarist? I'll tell you, nothing!
She said we are gathering to practice today. Good, maybe i can invite Travis to come. He might like it, i heard him slip and say that he can play the drums. For some reason beyond me, i want Travis to be there. I want him to stay with me all the time, never leave my side. He's one of those people you don't get sick of, no matter how long he's with you. Theres always something new, funny, exciting. I could sit next to him, just sit saying nothing at all, and then feel like i've had the most riviting conversation in my life.
I grabbed the remote to my stero and flipped on a radio station. A hermonica, weird i haven't heard anything good with a hermonica since blues traverlers. I'm usually into punk and metal, but this song was pretty good. The vocals were kind of high, and not excatly funny like punk usually is but it was about love from what i gather. 'and all i care about is you and me and us and now' i suspect 3 or 4 harmanizing voices sang. I have to look this group up on Napster. I wonder if they play their instruments, if they don't i won't even bother.
"cause i need you noowww, yeahh" the song ended with. I actully thought it was great. even though i wouldn't admit it to anyone of my friends. it was sort of pop. All my friends hate pop, rap, techno, and club music.
"that was Hanson with their new and low vocaled second album This Time Around." the DJ announced.
My jaw almost dropped. The same three little boys that had voices that were as high as chipmunks (except for the peanut head Ike) wrote that! I was amazed and taken back by that one. They're name was around alot in Oaklahoma, Isaac, Taylor, Zac, they lived in Tulsa; they even had a day "hanson Day" after them. They went through a revolution. At least they weren't as poppy as they were a few years ago. I heard the other song that's popular This Time Around i thought that was weird, they sounded kind of rockish. Well then. I wonder what they look like now. Maybe i should get there song book. I wouldn't mind playing some of their stuff.
I got bored after the song, that i think was named If Only. I decided to call Travis, oh crap we were going to go to dinner there today. I had to practice! I dialed his number slowly checking the number written quickly on ripped piece of paper, by my mom. The phone rang a couple of times, and a low voice answered.
Zac:
When i got home from Diggins last night i was basically jumping around high on it. My brothers could tell right away, that i was really into Diggins. Which i knew what they were going to do, hit on diggins. The fact that she was going to come over for dinner, made it worse. What bothered me was that, we all lived in Oaklahoma and they had to hear of us. She's into metal and punk, she won't. Not to mention we all have to either tell Diggins, or...make up phoney names for ourselves. If Diggins reconizes us then we're screwed. She would probably get mad and never want to see me again. That would suck, should I tell her? She should understand...right? I am famous and at the time i met her i didn't know i could trust her or not, so i had to do that. I can trust her, so i can tell her. All is good and right in the world...Yay!
The phone broke through my thoughts, i ran to answer it before my brothers got to a phone.
"hello?" Isaac said first before me or Taylor got a chance.
"uh...is..." diggins was cut off by Taylor, "Hello?"
"okay", she ket out a small laugh, "is Travis there?"
"No Travis lives at this house." Isaac teased.
"shut up brother of mine, i'm on...leave us!" I heard Isaac hang up, no Taylor, "other brother....GET OFF!" finally Taylor hung up after letting out a moan of dissapointment.
"Hi" Diggins said melodicly.
"hey, so we're still on for tonight?" i asked letting my voice become slightly higher than usual.
"well, i was hoping we could eat fast and hurry over to my friends house. I have band practice and i want you to come with to uh...watch us, we're a punk band so don't be afraid." She sounded sort of doubtful that i would want to come.
I got excited I get to see a band, a punk band no less, practice, "of course, that would be cool!" I replied excitedly.
"OKay don't do anything stupid." i scolded both my brothers, "Mom took the jess, avie, mac, and zoe to aunt sues, so don't screw this up, or i'll kill you both!"
"Zac calm down, why would we do that" an evil smile spread across Taylors face.
"yes, why would we." Isaac agreed with the same reptile grin.
"why do i even try?" i asked myself outloud and left our room, mumbleing about how stupid my brothers were. I already told my mom about me going to Diggins practice right after dinner. Which would get her away from the peanut gallery. Easy as freakin' pie. Not the american apple pie though. I feel violated by that comment made about me, "harder than zac Hanson at an American pie screening" I would like to tell you all I FEEL FREAKIN' VIOLATED!
Anyway Diggins and her mother(Sharri) were going to be here any minute now. I was counting down to the moment my brothers got a hold of her and chained her to a wall and hit on her.
There was a knock at the door my mom answered it as i was in a daze. Diggins and her mother came in, Diggins sat next to me, she took my hand and intwined our fingers, of course she kind of hid it under our legs. She gave me the biggest, lovelyest smile, it made me want to melt. She even wore a tightish black shirt and slighty tight jeans, and wore a bit of make-up, she looked beautiful.
The minute i thought my brothers were going to be decent, i was wrong. Out they jumped from the hall way, and stopped in front of the couch.
Diggins:
I heard a rumbleing of feet down stairs and there they were. I immediaitly reconized Isaac, then Taylor. I felt a twang of deceate in my chest. I looked over at Travis no, Zac. He squeezed my hand as if to say "i'm sorry". I feel stupid why didn't i see it before.
"Hi, i'm Isaac would you like to come with us, and no one gets hurt." He grinned and looked at Zac then at me.
Zac got up and tugged on my hand and pulled me up. I followed as we went up a couple stairs, down a hall, and then into a kind of living room thing. That's where we sat down on a big couch. Isaac and Taylor look at me like dogs would a piece of meat. Zac held my hand firm, placeing our locked arms across his thieghs. I nervously tapped my foot. Isaac and Taylor sat on the chair and couch faceing us.
The dinner sucked. Well not the food. The fact that Isaac and Taylor kept bugging me, they practicly sat on my lap the couple hours we were there. Then once it hit six o'clock i said good bye and made a run for it, Zac had to quickly chase after me to keep up. We had to be there in a half hour and we still had to get my guitar from my house. I never want to go into that snake pit again, ever!
I heard Zac's fast footsteps comming behind me. I'm still a little freaked that i like a Hanson, Zac no less. I didn't care before he was a Hanson, why should i care now? I don't.
"I'm sorry about my brothers, they can be jerks" He appoligized, and intertwined our fingers.
"It's okay, really. They scare me..." i paused and smiled at Zac. Zac's face looked perfect, i don't what was so pefect about his face. His lips were pillowly; his nose on the medium size; eyes big and milkey brown; cheeks the slightest flushed pink. He looked actully like kind of nothing i reconized in anyone, before, anywhere. But it was something. I don't know how to express it. I do know that whenever i looked at him, it made me feel warm and safe, like i belong. It my insecurities vanish, made me want to hold him close to me heart...
AHHHH!
NOOOOOOO!
NOT ME!
NOT NOW!
WAAAAAAHHH!
I love Zac.
when i opened my eyes next i was attached to a tree, arms and legs wrapped around it, holding myself up like that. I think i looked really funny. Zac gave me the craziest look, maybe he thinks i belong in an asslyum.
"so what was that?" he asked, his face mauvered into confused mode.
"huh?" I'm so wacked. My face burned with embarrassment, I let myself down from the tree and stood up straight, "nothing...."
"you ran around like a lyunatic and it scared me, what was that?" Zac took a step backward, with a slight curve on his lips.
i laughed nervously, "LOOK AT THAT" i pointed, seeing if i could distract him. He kept my eyes locked with his, not looking away,
"no really why did you run around like that, are you in love or something?" He asked me and the curve on his lips became more streched.
"uh..." my face redded, "no comment."
"yeah okay." He winked at me, and i gave him the diggins confused look. I think he sees right through me and knows that i lovw him. If he doesn't then he's not gonna know, for a long time.
We both walked in silence the rest of the way. I glanced at him a couple times and he was walking with a bounce like a child seeing everything for the first time. Paranoia hit, i'm convinced he knows.
when we finally reached Nats house after going to my house to get my guitar, we went around the building and to go through the celler door, like i always did. I was about to open the celler door, that opened right into the studio. He grabbed me around my waist and twirled me around like nothing; pressed his lips against mine. His lips parted slightly and pressed his tounge to my bottom lip softly. Then he let go, and smiled shyly.
"I just had to do that." he jammed his hands into his pockets.
HOLY CRAP! what the freak was that. He never did that before. Does this mean he likes me? I gave him a bug eyed look, he smiled and waved nervously. I swollowed hard and opened the door that led to the basement.
"HI, finally we thought you fell in the toilet or something." Kim almost yelled, she stopped and looked at Zac half trying hide behind me, "uh...do you know that you have a Hanson behind you?" the funny thing is she sounded really calm, yeah the one who likes Hanson.
"uh...hi" Zac waved really enthusiactically, "nice drums"
"hey thanks" Nat said with a warm smile. Whenever people complimented on her drums she instantly liked them, and of course Zac is a drummer.
i got out my guitar and tuned it quickly. I stood up and slung it across my shoulder, "what song first?"
"uh...i don't know" kim said looking bored holding her bass.
"hmmm...Since Kim looks really bored, and i know i wanna play somthing cool..." nat started.
"just spit it out." i demanded.
"okay, okay calm down...i suggest: smells like teen spirit. Yeah.." Nat hit the floor tom for the effect i suppose.
Zac:
I sat on a folding chair off in the corner of the studio. I had perfect view of them. They even had a lighting system, which was cool. It was mostly blue and black light, but it flashed yellow, red, green once in a while. It was quite big in the basement, but it was very cluttered with amps., mics stands, sound equipment, cases, they had a cassette deck to record themselves. In the corner there was a huge pile of pizza boxes with soda cans mixed in with them. It was funny. The walls and celing were covered with egg cartons (sound proofing material) and differnt posters on over that. Behind Nats head was a lava lamp that glowed a blue color. The black light made everything awesome looking, especially the girls. they glowed, there clothing different colors.
"okay ready." Diggins asked, two yeses came from the other two girls. Four clicks of the drum sticks and then they launched into Smells like teen spirit.