“Melissa you better get dressed now” said Isaac following Melissa into the house.
“And why?” asked Melissa opening the refrigator and getting out a bottle of wine.
“Becaue I made reservations at the Olive Garden for 6 o’clock” said Isaac looking at the clock on the wall which read 5:25. “So, put that wine back and go get dressed.”
“Wait a minute, you know that I absoutly hate the Olive Graden” said Melissa pouring some wine into a glass.
“Well, I saw you at a lunchen there the other day”
“What, are you spying on me now!?”
“No”
“For you info I was there with my agent” said Melissa was she walked up the stairs.
“I don’t care why you were there or if you like it there, but you are going there to dinner with me tonight.” said Isaac as he went up the stairs.
Zac walked up to his parents house and could hear screaming. I wonder what’s going on he thought to himself. As he opened the door he saw his mother sitting on her favorite brown chair crying, his dad pacing around the room, and Jessica hunched over on the big couch also crying.
“Mom, what’s wrong?” asked Zac as he closed the door and took a saet on the floor near his mom.
“Son, I suggest that you stay out of this and go upstairs.” said Mr. Hanson firmly
“Why?” asked a confused Zac.
“Do you really want to know?” asked Jessica looking up at her older brother.
“Yes, you guys are killing me here. Come on Jess, what stupied thing that I taught you did you do you?” said Zac with a smirk forming on his face.
“I hope you didn’t teach her what she has done” said Mrs. Hanson
“Okay, what is it?” asked Zac growing inpatient
“Im pregnant! Are you happy now?” said Jessica with tears forming in her eyes again.
“Woa, maybe I shouldn’t have asked” said Zac standing up. “Who’s the dad?”
“I don’t know”
“What?” asked Mrs. Hanson with fear in her voice.
“It could be Jacob, but there is Rick and Paul too” said Jessica looking at the floor.
“Thats it go up to your room before you give me and your mother a heartattack” said Walker pointing at the stairs.
“Hey, Im gonna go too” said Zac heading for the door.
“Okay, just don’t tell your brothers yet, okay?” said Diana
“Sure mom, I won’t say a word” said Zac walking out the door.
“Must you put that much make-up on?” asked Isaac. They were in the car on their way to dinner.
“Hello, I do have a little pimple” said Melissa putting more cover-up on.
“Whatever” said Isaac turning into the parking lot.
“Hurry up” said Isaac opening the door to the restraunt.
“Im moving as fast as the heels will take me”
“How may I help you?” asked the waiter
“I have reservations for ‘Hanson’”
“Im sorry Sir, but we just seated another couple at your table. We assumed that you were a no-show”
“What? Its only 6:05, my reservations were for 6:00. That only five minutes ago” said Isaac slamming his fist down on the table infront of him.
“Im sorry, you don’t need to be voilent. I will do my best to find you another table”
“You better” said Isaac talking Melissa’s hand and leading her to a place to sit.
“This is all you fault” said Isaac kicking the ground
“My fault?” asked a shocked Melissa. “I had no idea we were even going out”
“Mr.Hanson, we found a table for you and your wife” said the waiter grabbing two menus.
“Were not married!” said Isaac and Melissa in unison.
“Im sorry, you two just fight like my wife and I” said the waiter leading them to their seats.