Danielle sighed lightly. She'd been gazing out of the van window for the past hour. There was a fair amount of snow upon the ground. It glistened in the sunlight. She and her parents were finally in Oklahoma, closing in on Tulsa. Danielle looked behind them. Yep, the moving van's still there, she thought. It was. She couldn't believe any vehicle would follow them this long. Danielle glanced at the van's clock. 1:17 pm. Since their breakfast, Danielle had been either eating, sleeping, or reading.

She picked up a magazine. It was “Bop”. Danielle paged through it, seeing Hanson's pictures on the pages frequently. She tossed it down on the van's floor and went back to looking out the window. The snow outside was not very deep, but not exactly the opposite either. It lay upon the treetops, the house roofs, and everywhere you looked on the ground. Her mother suddenly tapped her on the shoulder and Danielle looked at Donna's face. Her mother was saying that in a few minutes, they would be at the new house. Danielle plastered a fake smile on her face and turned back to the window to think. She was still quite unhappy about the fact of moving to Oklahoma. Oklahoma? Sounds like a hick state, Danielle thought.

She found that there were some nice houses around where their new house was. They passed a house with a "No Trespassing" sign on its front lawn. Danielle was temporarily puzzled. There was also a white van parked in the driveway. She noticed a small face peeking out from behind a window curtain. Danielle giggled. Now, they pulled up into their driveway. She looked at her new home. It was actually quite pretty in brick. Similar to the house with the sign in front, and not too far away. Big lawn, porch, trees, garage. It appeared only two floors, but the house made up for its height with its amazing architecture.

Ralph and her mother got out of the van and opened their daughter's door. Danielle stepped out of the van and her shoes crunched in the snow. She noticed the moving van pulling up on the street in front of their house. Danielle slipped on her jacket and walked out upon the front lawn. She smiled. Danielle had finally decided that she liked this place.

The movers got out of their truck and set out a ramp to carry the furniture on. Danielle's parents went to the front door, opened it, and walked inside. Danielle wasn't sure of going inside to inspect quite yet. She just walked to the back of their house to check out the backyard. It had a large lawn, even bigger than the front, with many trees. There was a back door and a deck as well as a swing set consisting of two swings. Vines shot up the wood planks that held the swings up. Their garage was a medium sized one, able to hold one car and many other things. The garage had a window over its door, suggesting that there would be some sort of secret loft or attic up there.

Danielle walked back to the front yard. Her parents had kept the front door wide open so that the movers could carry their furniture through. At the moment, they were carrying Danielle's bedroom desk. After they got it into the house, Danielle decided to walk in. As she walked onto the porch on her way into the new house, she noticed a spot suggesting a possible garden right next to the front porch. What she didn't notice were the three boys watching her from the house down the street.

"Wow, she's pretty."

"They're moving into THAT house?"

"BOYS," started Mrs. Hanson, "calm yourselves."

Isaac, Taylor, and Zac were standing on their front lawn, staring at their new neighbors when Diana had walked up to them. It was the day that the girl and her parents were moving into the house. The Hansons were a house down from their new neighbors, but they could see the girl clearly. Isaac was the brother who'd stated, with awe, that she was pretty. The girl had longish brown hair, but no one could tell what color her eyes were yet. She didn't even seem to notice that he and his brothers were looking her way. Isaac watched her as she followed the movers into her house.

Zac started walking across the street, toward the new neighbors' house. "Zachary Walker Hanson, where do you think you're going?" yelled Diana.

Zac reluctantly walked back to the group consisting of his mother and two older brothers. He argued, "Well, aren't we supposed to welcome them to Tulsa? So, c'mon!!" He showed his enthusiasm with the wave of his hand, persuading them to follow.

Mrs. Hanson said, "I was going to wait until we have a proper welcoming gift and all, but," she sighed, "I guess you three may go and give them a 'pre-welcoming'."

All three boys smiled, although it was Taylor who used the smile as a cover for his nervousness. He would always get like this, but, somehow, it was quite different for the masses of screaming female fans, those who would propose to marry Hanson or shout out "I love you". Most of the times, Isaac, Taylor, or Zac would not even know these girls.

The three walked across the street. Since the current season was winter, heavenly snow seemed to be everywhere, but a large amount of slush and ice came along with it as well. Isaac remembered that just today, Avie had slipped on a little patch of ice in the front yard. She cried for a little while, but not long. She declared the outdoors a dangerous place during winter and decided to go inside. That was when the van and moving truck came down the street and Jessie had seen the two vehicles through the window. Most of the family was in the same room and had seen Jessica poke her head out between the closed curtains. She'd giggled, then pulled her head back in quickly.

Now, Isaac, Taylor, and Zac were walking up the girl's driveway. The movers took no notice of them and continued doing their job. The boys walked along the paved way that led to the front door. As they rounded the corner to the door, the girl walked around the same corner, and right into Hanson. She seemed extremely startled. Her face turned a faint red and she mumbled, "sorry". In a split second, she turned around and was gone, back into the house. However, the girl didn't get away quick enough for Isaac to miss seeing her face. She was beautiful, and he'd glanced straight into her eyes and found they were a greenish-blue color. The three shrugged and rang the doorbell. A pretty, motherly woman came to the door, smiling. She asked, "Yes? May I help you?"

Isaac spoke up, "Well, we're your neighbors. We live in that house over there," he pointed toward their home, "and we wanted to welcome you and your family to Tulsa."

The woman exclaimed, "Oh, that's so thoughtful!! Thanks, um..."

"Isaac Hanson. That's my name. These guys are my younger brothers, Zac and Taylor," he pointed to them as he spoke each name.

"Well, thank you. I have a daughter...she told me she ran into you boys a second ago...say, you three look like the boys on one of her magazines!!"

"Really?" piped up Zac.

She nodded and said, "I haven't told you who I am, yet. My name is Donna, Donna Lemasters. My daughter's name is Danielle..."

At that moment, Isaac seemed to go into a daze. Danielle, what a perfect name...Danielle... he thought over in his mind. All of a sudden, he was snapped from his daydream by a nudge from Taylor. Taylor whispered firmly, "She asked you a question, Ike, where were you?"

They all chuckled and Isaac asked for her question again. She repeated, "How old did you say you were?"

Ike replied, "Oh, sorry I didn't say. Zac is 12, Taylor's 14, and I'm 17. We have three other siblings and another one is due very soon."

Mrs. Lemasters seemed impressed. She said, "Well, you three seem to have a complete family. With us, it's only Danielle, Ralph, and myself. Ralph's my husband and Danielle's father. We moved to this town because his job was transferred."

The four moved out of the way of two men carrying in a dresser. Donna asked Isaac, Taylor, and Zac if they'd like to come in. "Actually," Taylor started, "we're supposed to get back right about now. It's only been the PRE-welcoming thing, so expect visitors later." He smiled.

"How pleasant," commented Mrs. Lemasters. "Well, we'll be sure to watch out for you and your family later."