"Girls come down here" my mothers call echoed through our large house. "What did we do now?" I heard my sister Molly say as she pulled herself off her bed. "Who knows?" Melanie my other sister, appeared from inside her closet. Sighing I pulled myself up off the floor, and wiped off some beads of sweat that had formed on my forehead. The Florida heat was unbearable, and just as our luck would have it, the air conditioner in our room decided to stop working. Following my sisters, I headed downstairs. "Sit still, Missy" as we headed toward the living room, I heard my mom repremand Melissa, my youngest sister. As I entered the room, I saw my mom sitting in back of Melissa on the couch, braiding her hair. Without any words, I could tell they were getting ready to go somewhere. "Listen Girls" my mom started, finishing Melissa's hair "I just got off the phone with dad, who just got off the phone with the travel agency. It's July, which means family vacation time." Just those two words "vacation time" made a smile appear on my face. Every year around this time mom would call us down to the living room, while dad was at work and tell us of this years summer vacation plans. I can't believe my sisters and I were so oblivious as to what this little "meeting" was about. "We're leaving Friday girls, which gives you three days to pack. We're going to Hawaii" My mom had to stop and wait for our squeling to deminish "Now wait, there's one more thing. Unlike usual, we're not traveling alone. We're sharing a house over there with the Hansons" |||||| "The boys are upstairs Madison" Diana Hanson said looking down a me, which to a six year old meant run up the stairs to your friends now, which was exactly what I did. I knocked on the door because it was locked, and was startled when I was pushed in. By the door, I could see Taylor looking up and down the hall "Are you crazy" he said when he came back in "You could have let him in" "Let who in?" "Zac" Eight year old Isaac answered, as he circled me. "What are you guys playing" I asked, as I surveyed the room. Sheets were draped over four chairs in the middle of the room. Isaac's mattress was was pulled off the bed and place infront of the makeshift fort and sheets were sprawled out everywhere. "We're not playing" Isaac went on to tell me "It's for real. Zac is bad, very bad and we must keep away from him. Now you have to get out" I couldn't see how four year old Zac was bad. sure, he was always dirty and constantly had sticky fingers but that wasnt bad. Still, I wanted to be a part of whatever it was they were doing. "Why? I want to stay" "You can't" Taylor said, fixing the bandana tied around his head "Unless you know the secret password you can't stay" "What's the secret password?" I asked. "Should we tell her" Ike asked Taylor "Would you tell?" Taylor then asked me. I shook my head, desperate to be let in. "Okay. The password is Spiderman" "That's a stupid password!" "If you don't like it" Isaac glared at me "You can leave" "Fine. Fine. Spiderman's the password." "Good. Now follow us." Taylor crawled on the mattress to undrneath the sheets, Isaac followed and so did I. ||||| "Can you believe it?" I said, as Molly, Melanie and I re-entered our room "Hawaii and the Hansons. This is gonna be the best vacation ever" Molly smiled at me "It is gonna rock" "Yeah" Melanie added "And Isaac's a babe" I looked at the Hanson poster that the boys has signed for us. It hung over our dresser. Isaac was cute, and as my sixteen year old sister put it a "babe", but still he was Isaac. Just "Don't let Zac in" Isaac. I hadn't seen the Hanson's since I was ten, I was now fifteen. At the age of ten, mom and dad packed us up, and hauled us to Tampa Florida. I was pretty sad to leave Isaac and Taylor, but I got over it, as anyone would. It would be great to see them again, and hopefully fame hadn't gotten the worst of them. home || next