Isaac looked skeptically over at Taylor. "I don't know, Zac." He said slowly. "Maybe it's too soon." He suggested cautiously.
Zac shook his head roughly, "Guys," He said softly. "Please."
Taylor was now looking over at Isaac, a helpless look on his face. He had to give in, "Okay, Zac." He said confidently. "Let's do it."
The grin on Zac's face showed his happiness as he felt along the wall and started walking out of the living room. Taylor and Isaac followed slowly behind him.
Ending in the garage, Taylor gave Isaac a quick glance before he went about turning on his keyboards, while Isaac went to plug in his amp.
Zac sauntered carefully behind his drum set, and pulled his drumsticks out from his back pocket.
He had begged them for the last two hours to allow them to start practicing again. And he finally won them over.
After a few seconds of silence, Isaac cleared his throat. "Count us off, Zac." He said clearly.
Nodding his head, he banged his sticks together, before starting up the beats to their practice song, just songs thrown together. Slowly, he started to lose himself in the music, into the beat and concentrating hard on making the right hits.
"Zac, honey, I don't know about this." Mrs. Hanson started nervously; her hands were wringing a cloth napkin in her fingers.
Zac closed his eyes tightly, and hung his head, Please no. He mouthed silently. Say, yes. He begged.
He heard Isaac who was sitting next to him, shift in his seat. "Mom, Dad, you heard Zac play yesterday…" He trailed off there. "He can play all the songs."
Taylor sat up in his chair, "Yeah!" He defended, "He played them all without messing up."
Zac laughed dryly then, "Thanks, Tay." He said wryly. "You just don't know how much that meant to me."
He laughed, "No problem, bro," Taylor answered. "You're welcome."
"Just let him have a trial run." Isaac interrupted suddenly. "Let us play one concert, and see what happens."
Their father, whom had been quiet through out the entire conversation, finally spoke up. "One concert boys." He offered.
Zac's head snapped up immediately, a smile spread wide on his lips, "Really?!"
Mr. Hanson nodded his head and looked over at his wife who looked helplessly at him. "Really." He replied, "But if there is one mess up, one thing that goes bad…" He trailed off letting them use their own imaginations.
"Yes!" Zac screamed jumping up from his seat in excitement.
He laughed, but gave Isaac and Taylor a warning look. "You better be sure about this." He stated sternly.
Isaac nodded his head, "We are." He said seriously.
Taylor grinned, "Yep, totally sure."
Mr. Hanson nodded as well, and looked over at his wife. Her face was screwed up in a worried look. He gave a soft sigh, "Be careful, boys." Were his last words, before he and their mom left them to the room.
"Dude, we gotta practice, guys!" Zac said in a rush, his excitement making his words come out fast.
Five days of constant practice flew by quickly, and Zac was in a state of craziness and excitement the whole time.
Isaac and Taylor laughed and joined along in all the jokes and fun there was. Relishing in the fact that Zac was back to his old self.
Nervously, Zac ran into the room and stumbled but quickly caught himself. "Damn, shoelace." He muttered as he counted his steps before he threw himself down on the couch and heaved a big sigh.
"Calm down, Zac." Taylor said laughing. "Everything will go fine on-stage."
Zac shook his head, "That's not what I'm worried about."
"Then what are you worrying about?" Isaac questioned curiously. His brows furrowed and his lips in a small frown. They couldn't have Zac nervous on-stage, he'd for sure screw up then.
"The meet and greet afterwards." He murmured quietly. "They're going to find out, I just know it." He stated furiously.
Isaac smiled and stood up, going over to him he slapped him on the back comfortingly, "Calm down." He told him, the smile showing through his voice. "It'll be fine." He told him.
Taylor stood as well, "Besides," He added. "Those tips and tricks you learned at Seymour will fool 'em all."
"Hell, it even fools me!" Isaac put in.
"That's because you're odd, Ike." Taylor replied.
He smirked at him, "And you're dumb, blondie." He shot back.
Zac started laughing at them, "Come on." He said loosening up. "We got a show to do!"
His brothers laughed with him, and they went towards the large black curtain, "We're gonna rock!" Taylor shouted loudly, to be heard over the screams.
Zac simply nodded his head, of course they were. They always did...
