One of these days I WILL understand why my brothers insist upon wearing clothing that no one in reality wears when they are on stage. I don’t know, it almost feels as if they become different people, not my loveable dirty brothers when they hit that stage. When they get in front of a cameral they become polite, nice, and tolerable people in peculiar clothing.
It’s almost like a wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing. It’s weird. They just bought new clothes for the upcoming tour this summer. They have been looking at them. I guess they like them. I sure as heck don’t.
Oh dear, I hope that Taylor doesn’t think that those striped pants in his closet will go with that shirt. Oh crap. He does. Didn’t he get it last time that they have got to be the most hideous pair of pants ever owned in the world? Oh well, he ceases to be my brother Tay anyway when he wears those cloths anyway.
Not that he treats me differently or anything…it’s just his manner. He transforms…into someone that is untouchable and not related to me. Now if I could feel that all of the time maybe I wouldn’t be so embarrassed when he does something stupid... and not think that we came from the same mother and father.
They are getting ready to do a video today. They are starting it anyway. I’m not sure what it’s about but they all seem excited. I think they are doing a BSB 'Everybody' type thing they seem excited to try and be something that they aren’t. Little do they know that they do that a lot. Oh well. We’ll let them think what they want. I will anyway.
“No Mack, I can’t pick you up you’re too big.”
“But Jess, Zackie’s busy.”
Oh yippy, I am default sibling. No, Zac can’t hold me, so will you? One of these days kid, I won’t be here for you then what? Huh? Huh? Who am I kidding I’ll be here till the sky falls.
“I can try Mack but you know if I get hurt I’m gonna blame you.”
He just grins at me stupidly. Did I do that? God I hope not. Oh dear me, he is heavy.
Anyway, tomorrow should be entertaining. Mom is taking all of us to the studio basically for benefit of the little ones. They are putting tons and tons of make-up on my brothers, which I fully expect to hear complaining about.
Listen to my pre-recorded response…. "Hahaha you guys chose to do this not me. Live with it.” I’m not sure if I like it yet or not but I have 'til tomorrow to decide.
Anyway, mom and dad are taking us to watch them cover my brothers in fake skin and what have you. Personally, I could care less and would rather stay at the hotel but mom and dad seem to think that I would get a little freaked if I saw my brothers deckedout in their Halloween finest.
C’mon Mom, I’m almost eleven now. I know what’s real and what’s not. But still I must go. Oh the things I do for my brothers. One of these days they are going to owe me something big. I mean real big. I haven’t decided what that something is yet. But when I do they will know it.
“I want down now, Jessie.” Now he wants down it would have just been better if he hadn’t gotten up in the first place but does he listen to me? Nah why would that be any fun?
“Jessie hon, time to get up we’re gonna be late if you don’t get up now.”
Oh God, what time is it… four a.m.! Oh fiddle sticks she wants me up now why? Oh that’s right.
“Okay, Mom.”
"Will you help me get Avie and Mack ready.”
“Sure, Mom.” I say getting up.
Like I said I’m almost eleven, I’m very mature I have to be. I know you probably look at Zac and think that none of us below him must be mature or even remotely sane… but that’s one of many things my brother Isaac and I have in common. We are both very mature and we can be silly enough so that people pay us remote attention.
“Avie, c’mon sis, get up we have to go soon.”
“I don’t wanna.”
I know why she doesn’t she’s scared. Mom and dad set the kids down with the older three and they explained in simple terms what was going to happen.
Avery is outgoing with the family and sometimes to people. She’s like Tay that way. But she feels stuff. The other day she asked me if when Tay puts the make up on if he will still be Tay. I was kinda shocked by the question. I answered her in my big sister way that it was just like the make up they put on to cover the zits on their face…only it would make them look different. Like Halloween.
I don’t think she liked that answer. I couldn’t think of anything else to tell her. Maybe I’ll suggest to mom that she stay with Tay while he gets his make-up on and that Mack with Zac. Him and Zac are like twins. It’s scary. You know if something is broken there are only two possible suspects and they looked just like eachother so they are easy to identify.
“Jess, I don’t want to go.”
“I know you don’t, I don’t either.”
“I don’t want Tay-Tay to be different.”
She must not feel like I do when they get on stage. Because if she did she wouldn’t be scared of something like this.
“Don’t worry, he’ll only look different, Av.”
“I know I know that’s what Mommy said.”
“Trust her kid you’ll find that she’s one smart lady.”
Finally she’s up. Please don’t let her be hyper. After a while she’s done getting dressed.
“Jess, could you help me with my hair.”
“Sure. Braid or pony?”
“Braid.”
Finally here we are at the place where all of this is going to happen. I’m so excited. NOT!
“Avie, why don’t you stay close to Tay and Mack stay with Zac."
Mom went with them and Dad me and Ike went the other way.
“Dad, I don’t’ want to do this.” Ike said. “This wasn’t my idea it was Zac and Tay’s”
“Well, they do a lot of the stuff that you want to do so this is only fair.”
“Yeah, but the stuff I want to do doesn’t require them to look ridiculous.”
“Don’t worry, Ike...” My dad pats him on the shoulder.
“I’ll stay with you, Ike.”
"Cool.” He sighed. “You tired, Jess? I am.”
“Yes, I’m very sleepy.”
“Good, it’s not just me.”
“Nope.”
We went into the make-up room Dad left us. I look at all of the various items that they are going to spread all over my brother's face.
“This doesn’t look good, Ike.”
“This is what I’m thinking, Jess.”
“What are you supposed to be?”
“I think a werewolf of sorts.”
“Ohh, yippie skippie.”
“You got that right.”
“Hello there, Isaac.”
A weird looking guy came in he had more tattoos on his arm then a normal person should. He is freaking me out. This guy is going to touch MY brother? I think not. But then again do I have a choice in this? Nope. Do I ever? Nope. I’m just here, like usual.
“Hi, Danny.”
Ohhh Isaac must have met this guy before when they were testing his skin for possible reactions to the make-up. Isaac’s skin is like that. Mom changes detergent on him and he is one giant rash with blonde hair. It’s quite funny if you ever get to see it. But the poor guy is miserable because it makes him itch. Oh well, thank goodness it’s not me.
“Where do you want me? I don’t’ want to be in the way of anything.”
“Well, you can go grab a chair and sit on you’re brothers left side.”
“Kay.”
I grab the chair and get comfy. Isaac gives me a sideways glance that clearly says ‘Help me Jessie save me from this torture.’ But I can’t do a thing for him.
It’s almost comical. Isaac looks funny with no hair. Hehehe they just put a skin cap on his head so then can work on his face without his hair in their way. Oh goodness, it’s gonna be a long day.
Lalalalala, I’m bored. Thank goodness for my book. Dad has been in here video taping earlier. Now he’s off bugging Tay and Zac. Ike did pretend to like this for the camera. So far they have fake hair glued to his chin and they have been painting him funny colors.
Danny went to go get something I wasn’t listening. I think they are going to put hair all over his face and then straighten what’s on his head or something like that. They put claws on his hands, and teeth in his mouth. I can tell he’s not happy. His eyes give him away. I look up from my book.
“How are you, Ike?”
“Bored.” He manages through the teeth. “I hate this. I feel so strange.”
“You don’t look much better.”
“Yes, well. Man my lips are dry, I think I’m catching Tay’s cold.”
“Ohhhh, yuck. All I ask, is that you make sure that you wipe you’re nose. Tay seems to have a problem with keeping his nose dry.”
“I know, it’s gross to look at him.”
We both look at eachother and laugh. We share stupid things like that. Being able to recall mental images, and still be able to laugh at them. That’s why Ike is so good at impressions. You ought to hear him do one of Tay. I love that one.
“What’s Tay supposed to be?”
“Something dead. I’m not sure. I’ve seen the plans for what they are supposed to do to him. He’s gonna look freaky. They are going to put white contacts in his eyes.” Ike shuddered.
It must look pretty freaky for Ike to get grossed out. Unless it’s blood then he’s down for the count. But if it’s something like movie stuff and bugs and stuff he’s perfectly fine. They must be doing a whopping of a job on Tay in there. Good thing Avery is in there watching.
“And Zac?”
“I think a vampire. Something about him being too young to wear a lot of make-up something like that I have no clue. I just play the guitar.” He joked. And poked me in the ribs.
Well, this just means war. I poke him in the ribs back. He pokes me. Then I slap him on the arm. He slaps me back. I’m impressed he didn’t scratch me. Well this goes on until Dad comes in.
“Ike, stop,” He smiled with the camera attached to his eye.
I swear that thing grows from his face.
“C’mon Ike, act for me.”
“What do you want me to say, Dad?”
“I don’t know make something up you’re good at that.”
Ike looked at me and I knew what was coming. He jumped out of his seat and grabbed me and pretended to hurt me in reality, he just tickled me.
“Cute, Ike.”
Ike smiled showing off his new set of fangs. He held out his hand for me and he helped me up. Then Danny came back in and I took my seat.
After another boring hour he managed to have put hair all over my brothers face. He looked odd but slightly frightening. Then the guy took out contacts.
“Ready, Ike?”
“I guess.”
My poor brother likes nothing around his eyes. Especially his left one. I don’t blame him. I think Taylor and Zac purposefully aim at his eyes when they play games. But what do I know? After a little struggle then get them in and his eyes begin to water. I have a Kleenex handy and dab his eyes. Danny looks at me strangely.
“My sister knows me rather well, huh?” Ike attempted to smile.
I had no clue if that smile was genuine. I couldn’t see the windows to his soul. They were covered with bright green contacts.
"Yeah, I guess she does. Miniature mom.”
“No, she’s just a good sister.”
I smiled. I hate it when he talks like this about me. He often will show me off to people. He loves to show how proud he is of me. It makes me so happy and embarrassed at the same time.
“Well Isaac, you’re done now.”
“Thank goodness. How about my brothers how close are they to done?”
“Pretty close actually.”
“Cool. C’mon Jess let’s go see tweedle dee and tweedle dumb.”
“Kay…hairy man.”
“Shut up.”
“Sorry had to just once.”
“I know, I know.” He smiled at me and put his hand around my shoulder.
We found Taylor in this room it was way to small they must not have known that Taylor really hates confined spaces why else do you think he bounces around the stage like a dork? Well that’s my theory anyway. Zac says that he gets taken over by the spirit of a Mexican jumping bean. Yeah Zac, whatever you say there bud. All I could see was the back of my brother's head.
They had done something and made his hair look like it was coming out of his head in wisps And they made it look like a funny gray color I hope that comes out and some of it had fake blood in it. I hope it looks better on camera.
“Jessie!” Avery exclaims and clings to me.
“Hey there, dork.” I pat her head.
“Ike?” She looks at Isaac uncertainly.
“Yeah.”
She smiles. “They made Tay look silly.”
“They are making all of us look silly.”
“I hear that.” I say.
Isaac shakes his head at me. The make up woman of Tay’s stops and Tay practically jumps out of his seat. Yep he hates confined spaces. He turns around…oh dear he does look frightening.
In parts he looks like his skin is so thin you can see bone and some areas it looks like skin is falling off of his face and the hair that looked stupid from the back complimented it just right and his eyes well let’s put it this way…. I’ve been saying I’m eleven this doesn’t bother me yada yada yada, well if I didn’t know that was Tay I would run out of here screaming so fast that even Zac couldn’t catch me.
“What do you think Ike?”
Okay that is Tay at least his voice is in there somewhere. I hate feeling like the person I’m looking at isn’t my brother. I feel it a lot but geeze.
“You look scary.”
Taylor grinned to reveal that he had no teeth, just supposedly rotting gums. Oh this is defiantly attractive.
“I feel weird.”
“I bet you do. Where’s Zac?”
“I’m right here and I’m going to suck you’re blood.”
Oh please not me. Attack Avie, not me. Shoot. He’s on me. Oh god, off off off. He’s not gonna let up who am I kidding. Oh no, he’s kicking my legs out from underneath me. I hate this part.
Oomph, I’m on the floor now and he’s sitting on me. I hate this I hate this. But it is fun to be on top and be the torturer. I love doing this to Avie and Avie to Mackie. I bet Mack can’t wait until…. ewwww a Wet-Willie.
“Off of me, Zac. That’s gross. I’ve seen what you eat, yuck. Off of me you perv.”
He gets up laughing at me. I hate it when all three brothers are laughing at me. It’s just not fair.
Mackie come tottling in. He takes one look at Taylor and screams this loud ear-piercing scream, and he hides behind Zac’s legs. Oh good here comes mom.
“Joshua Mackenzie! Don’t you run from me.”
“Momma…” Mackie is crying now. This is not good.
“Mackie, it’s just Tay and Ike.”
“Nuh uh.”
“They just have makeup on. Just like Zac.” Mackie was still crying.
I sighed how in the world can we show a five year old that the freaky looking guy with his skin falling off and the other werewolf are his brothers. I move over to Tay and look under his shirt.
“Jess what-“
“Got it.” I pull his rat tail out of his shirt. “Mackie see? It’s Taylor.”
Mackie looks at me oddly he sees that I’m not scared. I drag Tay and his rat tail over. I hope it hurts. Mackie takes the blonde Tail and pulls Taylor yelps like he always does when someone does that.
“Tay-Tay.” He smiles.
“See Mackie that’s Taylor.” My mom says.
Mack smiles and gets down. He wraps he runs from the room in search of some way to bug my mother.
The shoot has lasted most of the day. I’m so bored and my brothers from what I can tell look exhausted. Ike has been rubbing at his eye for a while now I wonder if they will let me anywhere near him... Well it’s worth a shot; I creep over to my brother and put my hand on his back.
“Ike?” He jumps a little.
Boy he really must be tired he never jumps.
“Yeah, sweetie?”
“Are you feeling okay?”
“Kinda. My eye hurts.” He said trying not to rub it but it was obviously watering.
“Maybe you three should stop for the day.”
“Maybe. Do you still have a tissue in you’re pocket?”
“Yeah.”
“Will you wipe my eye?”
“Sure.”
Finally we are ready to get ready to go home. My brother's disappears for an hour while mom and dad help make sure all of us have our stuff. I’m tired of waiting to leave and I go and find Ike. They have removed all of the crap from his face. He looks like Ike again. He must have sweated his hair is curling funny.
“You ready, Ike?”
“Yep. Just need to grab my jacket.”
He grabs his jacket off of the chair. His eyes are red and he looks sleepy but I expect as much. We find the rest of my brothers. Taylor looks exhausted and Zac doesn’t look much better. But however they do look like my brothers which is a definite plus.
Our day is finally winding down. It’s a good thing. I’m really tired. I don’t know how much more of this day I can take. I’m glad Mack calmed down. Actually he’s asleep on my leg. We’re almost back to the hotel now.
Well I’m done for now. I’m not gonna tell you how this video goes. You’ll just have to wait until it co ::yawns:: oh sorry comes on MTV or check with ww.hansonline.com. ::giggling:: sorry. I’m tired.
