CHAPTER ONE
‘Zac, Dylans Here!’ My Mom Yelled Up The Stairs. ‘I’ll Be Right Down Mom!’ I Yelled Back. I Tied My Hair Back Into A Ponytail, Grabbed My Coat And Ran Down The Stairs. I Seen My Mom Was Talking To My Best Friend. Dyl And I Had Been Friends Since We Were 2 And We Were So Close. I Got Along Better With Her Then My Own Brothers. I Really Missed Her When I Was On Tour. ‘So Where Are You Two Off To Tonight?’ Mom Asked. ‘Were Going To See Dracula 2000! I Am SO Excited About This Movie!’ Dylan Said With A Lot Of Enthusiam. She Was One Of The Guys, But She Was Always There When I Needed Girl Advice. Dylan Was The Perfect Friend. ‘Really? I Don’t Think I Could Handle That Movie!’ Mom Said Scrunching Her Face Up. ‘Mom, You Couldn’t Handle Jaws When We Watched It!’ I Said Remember My Mother’s Head In A Tour Bus Pillow. She Laughed. ‘Yeah But That Shark Kept Coming Out Of Nowhere!’ She Stated Mater Of Factly. I Looked At My Watch. ‘We Better Go! I Wanna Get A Hotdog And I Am NOT Missing The Previews!’ Dylan Agreed. We Both Loved Movie Theatre Hotdogs And Watching Previews. Everyone Thought That We Were Nuts. ‘Alright, Becareful Zachary! Could You Call Home Before Yawl Leave The Cinema?’ She Asked With A Worried Expression On Her Face. I Rolled My Eyes. ‘Don’t Worry Diana! I’ll Make Sure He Phones!’ Dylan Said Grabbing My Arm And Pulling Me Out The Door. ‘Bye Mom!’ I Said As I Was Yanked On The Porch. ‘So? How Was South America?’ She Asked Once We Were Outside. ‘Just As I Remembered It! Brazil Is Still The Same! We Actually Got To A Mall! We Were Crowded A Little While We Were There But It Wasn’t Too Bad!’ I Said Smiling. We Had Lived In Brazil For About 3 Months When I Was 4. I Really Had No Recolition Of It Until I Got There, That’s How Much It Didn’t Change, Because I Remembered Everything We Seen! ‘Wow That’s Awesome! I Hate Hearing Yawl Didn’t Get To Go To Places When Your In Different Countries. I Know You Look Forward To That! Any Weird Food?’ She Asked. That Was Always Her Second Question. Dylan And I Planned To Be Food/Movie Critics When We Were Older. Like Siskel And Ebert, She Told Me I Could Be The Fat Guy Because That’s Just Not Classy For A Girl. But When The Skinny Guy Died, She Decided, Who Needs Classy When You’re Still Alive. ‘Um, Not Too Weird. I Actually Found A Fast Food Place That Was A Lot Like In And Out! Not Nearly As Good Though As A ‘Double Double’!’ I Grinned. ‘Dude, Nothings As Good As A ‘Double Double’!’ She Said Kicking A Stone. We Ate At In And Out So Much That We Actually Get The Employee Discount Now And The Manager Knows Us By Name. ‘I Can Think Of Something That Is JUST As Good As A Double Double!’ I Said Kicking The Same Stone. She Looked At Me Confussed. ‘What Could Be Better Then A Nice Greasy ‘Double Double’ From In And Out?’ She Said Taking The Stone Back And Kicking It Herself. ‘A Theatre Hotdog!’ I Said Taking The Stone Back Again. I Kicked It And Accidently Kicked It Off The Sidewalk And Onto The Road. ‘Yeah I Guess You’re Right! Yumm! I Can Taste It Now!’ She Said Rubbing Her Tummy. I Lauged. ‘Dude Were Not There Yet!’ She Looked At Me With An Evil Glare. ‘Must You Torment Me?’ She Said Punching My Arm. ‘OH SWEET MOTHER! Are You Sure You’re A Chick?’ I Said Grabbing My Arm. She Laughed. ‘Last Time I Checked! Are You Sure You’re Not A Wus?’ She Said Smiling All Innocently. ‘Only When Im Around You! Butch!’ I Said Pinching Her Bare Forearm. ‘Oh You Suck!’ She Said Laughing In Hysterics. ‘Shut Up And Get In The Movie Theatre!’ I Pushed Her In The Door Laughing. We Both Walked Up To The Ticket Booth And Got Our Tickets. We Raced To The Snack Bar, She Got There First Which Meant I Had To Carry Her Stuff. We Had A Little Bet Everytime. Whoever Got There Second Had To Carry It All. ‘Hi Can I Help You?’ The Girl Behind The Counter Asked. Most Of The Vendors Knew We Always Got Hotdogs But This Girl Was New. ‘Yeah, I’ll Have A Hotdog, A Small Popcorn, Twizzlers And A Diet Dr.Pepper.’ Dylan Said Leaning On The Counter. The Girl Kind Of Stood There For A Second Trying To Process It All. It Was No Shock To Me Though. Dyl Could Eat Just As Much As Me, But She Had A Secret Weapon, Metabolizim! She Could Eat ANYTHING And The Girl Never Got Fat. ’That’ll Be 10.11 Please.’ The Girl Said Politely After Punching The Order In Nervously. Dylan Paid And Moved Aside To Let Me In. ‘Hey, I’ll Have The Same Except Regular Dr.Pepper Please!’ I Said Politely To The Girl. ‘Oh My Gosh, Aren’t You Zac Hanson?’ She Asked. ‘The One And Only!’ I Said With A Proud Grin. ‘Wow, Ohmigosh! I Cant Believe It! My First Night And I Meet A Hanson Brother! One Sec I’ll Get You’re Order!’ She Had A Huge Smile On Her Face As She Ran Around Getting The Order. Dylan Leaned Over, ‘She Thinks Your Goooorgous!’ She Whispered In A Sandra Bullock Voice. I Laughed. The Girl Came Back With My Stuff And Sat It Down On The Counter. ‘That’ll Be The Same Amount, Do You Think I Could Please Have An Autograph?’ She Asked Very Nervous! ‘Sure, Why Not?’ I Said Like It Was No Big Deal. She Let Out A Breath Of Relief And Handed Me A Box And A Pen. ‘I’ve Had Some Weird Things Before But This Is Defanatly Up In The Top 10!’ I Said Signing My Name The Same Way I Had Signed It 50 Million Times Before. ‘Here You Go!’ I Said Handing Her The Box And A 10 Dollar Bill As Well As A 5. ‘You Keep The Change!’ I Said Smiling. ‘Could You Please Just Maybe Sign The 5 Dollar Bill For Me Please?’ She Asked With Pleading Eyes. ‘Of Course I Can Dollface!’ I Said In My Best Pacino. She Handed It To Me And I Signed My Name Once Again. Tay And I Tried Once To Count How Many Times We Signed Our Names, But After One Day We Lost Count. I Handed It Back To Her And Said Goodbye. I Picked Up Mine And Dylan’s Stuff And We Walked Into Theatre 5.
