As Dolly sat down plunking notes on her keyboard, she heard her friend
Beatrice open her garage door.
"Finally, your here," their friend Hope said. Beatrice rolled her eyes
and said,
"You try carrying a 500 pound guitar eight blocks."
"Oh, stop whining and get set up," said Hope. " You made Dolly wait so
long her mind is probably on Mars by now."
It was true. Unless there was something to keep her busy, Doll would
have
crazy daydreams. As Beatrice looked into Dolly's eyes and saw the far
away, dreamy look on her face, she realized that Dolly was probably
dreaming of Hollywood, instead of practicing her chords.
"Earth to Dolly! Come in Dolly!" said Beatrice.
"Oh! Sorry!" Said Dolly. She sighed.
"You interrupted me at the best part! I was at the school dance, and. .
."
"We know the rest!" chuckled Hope. " Taylor carried you off and sang 'I
will come to you' in your ear."
"How did you guess!" joked Dolly. As Dolly looked around, she beamed
with
happiness. She had always loved playing the piano. And her friend Hope
practically grew up banging on the drums. Not to mention Beatrice, who
spent more time strumming her guitar than anything else. When she and
her
friends had first heard the song 'MMMBop' They had instantly fallen in
love (with the song and the guys!). That was what gave Dolly the idea to
start a band. And although she, Beatrice, and Hope hadn't sung that
much,
they realized that when they tried, they were pretty good. And that was
why, three times a week, the friends met in Dolly's garage to practice,
gossip about Hanson, and exchange new song ideas.
* * * * *
"All right! a 1,2,3,4!" shouted Hope Forrest . Beatrice Santacroache
started strumming out the chords to 'A Minute Without You'. Hope joined
in on her drums, then Dolly Ahluwalia on her keyboard. Soon Beatrice
started singing the familiar tune. After the girls had practiced for
nearly an hour, Dolly, being her usual dramatic self, collapsed on the
floor.
"Need break," she choked out. Beatrice and Hope laughed and pulled her
up
from the ground. Dolly staggered up to a couch in mock exhaustion and
sat
down ( Her parents kept a big, ratty, couch in their garage). Beatrice
and Hope sat down beside her.
"We sound really good now," said Hope.
"Definetly," agreed Beatrice. Just then, the girls heard a loud,
rumbling
noise. A U-haul truck pulled up to the house next door. Dolly opened her
garage door so that the girls could get a better view.
"What's going on?" said Hope.
"Some people moved into the house next door," said Dolly.
"Hmm..... wonder if any cute boys will move in next door," said
Beatrice.
"In my dreams!" responded Dolly.
"Hey, wait. I just thought of something," said Hope, "Do you think
they'll mind? That we're practicing our music outside. I mean, my
neighbors would be pretty annoyed."
Dolly shrugged. " I guess we'll just have to wait and see," she said.
The
girls started talking again, and soon got on their favorite subject.
Hanson.
* * * * *
Taylor Hanson stepped out of his families red truck. He looked around.
"Pretty nice place," he said. His little brother Zac soon came running
out their front door.
"Cool! I love this place! It even has a pool!" exclaimed Zac.
"Finally, we can all have our own rooms!" said Isaac Hanson.
"If I had to share a room with Zac one more day I think I would go
bananas!"
Zac started hopping around the lawn making ape noises.
"Bananas good," said Zac. Ike and Taylor started laughing.
"Cut it out!" said Tay, "Mom said to ask the neighbors over for dinner."
Taylor looked around. He missed Tulsa, but to him and his brothers,
moving was a way of life. So when their father told them that they were
moving to Gaithersburg, Maryland, the boys didn't mind too much. But
going up to a stranger and asking them to dinner was kind of awkward for
Tay. He wasn't as outgoing as his brothers, and although he made friends
easily, he was still sometimes shy around new people. His brothers,
however, were not.
"Let's go!" shouted Zac. He started marching to the house next door. Ike
shrugged and gave Tay a 'What can we do' look. Then he followed Zac.
Taylor sighed and reluctantly walked behind Ike.
"Just Please, god, don't let them be teenage girls who have heard of
us,"
muttered Taylor.
When he found Zac, he was peering through a window at three teenage
girls.
"You will not believe what's going on in there," said Ike.
"This is really rude guys. I'm not going to be a part of it," replied
Tay.
"Come on, Tay! Listen! I think that they're talking about us!" Said Ike.
"Oh, no,"groaned Taylor. But when he looked through the window, even he
couldn't help laughing at what he saw.
