Kendall awoke in a white room, her leg bandaged up. She looked around, and started to panike. No one was around, and she didn't know where she was.
Then the door to the room opened, revealing her mother with a worried expression on her face.
"Ohmigod! Kenni, honey, are you okie?" Kendall's mother ran over to the bed and gave her oldest daughter a hug.
"Yeah, mom. I'm ok... Just... What happened and where am I?" she asked.
"You got stabbed in the leg... Remember? By Kyle Manor? You're in a hospital... One of the neighbors called the police, and Kyle, Devlin, and Eric are in custody right now." Kelly answered.
"Crayola... *crap* Hey, where's Amy?" Kendall asked, suddenly remembering that her friend got hurt, too.
"She's in the other room, talking to the young man who called for help... She's not in nearly of bad shape as you are, sweetie." Kendall ignored the last comment, and tried to get up to find Amy. Instead, she was met with a surging pain in her leg, and immediately sat back down.
Kelly smiled a little. "Do you want a wheelchair?" she asked, pointing to the one in the corner. Kendall nodded, and Kelly quickly retrieved the foldable wheel chair, which was all torn up and ratty. But it had to do.
Once Kendall was out in the hall, she spotted Amy almost immediately. She had her left arm bandaged, and the sling that she was supposed to be wearing was next to her. What surprised Kendall the most was that she was sitting there, calmly talking to none other then Isaac Hanson!
Kendall gasped, and wheeled herself fullspeed through the hallway, and came to a stop that almost flung her right out of her seat. She quickly composed herself, as Amy flashed her a smile that obviously said "I'm talking to Isaac Hanson! Oh. Mi. God."
A few days later...
Kendall and Amy were released that day, and Kendall was now on crutches, and complaining how much her armpits hurt.
"Kenni, I had to go through that 3 times. I know it hurts! I told you you should have brought some kinda cloth!" Amy laughed, while Kendall moaned in pain.
"You're sooo lucky. You only have to wear a sling!"
"HA. Do you see me wearin' it? No sirry." Amy laughed. She moved her arm up and down to prove it.
"But can you straighten it out?" Kendall asked, grinning. Amy shook her head.
"That's a no go, sir." the two laughed.
"Ohmigod, can you believe I actually talked to Isaac Hanson?" Amy squeeked.
"Yeah! I hope Isaac calls... Or better yet, I hope he comes over and brings Zac!" Kendall exclaimed.
^ring^^ring^ the phone rang. Amy and Kendall looked at each other with a shocked expression on their faces.
"You don't think...?" Amy trailed off.
"Only one way to find out!" Kendall said, reaching for the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey, is Amy there?" the voice asked.
"Yes, just a moment." Kendal lcovered the receiever, then began the bounce up and down frantically.
She handed the phone over to Amy, who was busy painting her nails *i swear... I always talk on the phone while painting me nails*.
"Hello?"
"Hey Amy! This is Isaac... Hanson?" he said uncertainly.
"Hey Isaac! What's up?"
"Not much... I told Zac that I met these two really hot chicks, and now he wants to meet you guys." Isaac said in his best Butthead impression.
Amy laughed, "Yeah, sure. Come on over! Allthough I'll warn you... Kendall's in a screwed up mood right now."
Isaac laughed too, "Ok, I'll be over there in 5." he hung up the phone, and Amy just starred at it for a moment.
"I hate it when people do that." she said, hanging up the phone.
10 minutes later...
A knock on the door interrupted Kendall and Amy's conversation about the guys, and Taylor walked in. Right behind him was Zac, who immediately looked around and pretended to faint.
"Ike never said they were THIS cute!" Zac exclaimed, a serious expression on his face.
"I WISH!" Kendall exclaimed. "I'm Kendall... and the is Amy." the four shook hands, when Amy realized Isaac wasn't with them.
"Yo, where's Isaac?"
"He had to run to Hiller's *a grocery store* really quick." Taylor explained, flopping down next to Amy.
"Ahh... okie." Amy laughed.
Kendall rolled her eyes, "Sorry. She has her blonde moments... opps..." Kendall grinned sheepisly. "I just dissed the best group to ever grace God's green earth." she laughed.
"Well, at least we didn't dye our hair to look blonde!" Taylor laughed. Amy scowled.
"It's not THAT noticeable, is it?" Zac shooked his head.
"Only under direct lighting, Aims... How many tims have I told you that?" Kendall laughed.
"And how many times have I told you not to call me Aims?!" Amy crossed her arms and looked snottily away from Kendall, as Kendall did the same. 5 seconds later, they both burst out laughing.
"I won't ask..." Zac laughed.
The door opened, revealing a frantic looking Isaac. "I'm not too late, am I?"
"For what? Come on in!" Amy pulled the glass door open a little more, so that Isaac could step through.
"Thanks."
"No problemo... Now that we're all here, any one thirsty?" Amy asked, starting to get up.
She got 4 different replies, from water to Coke. She shrugged, then walked into the kitchen. Taylor got up and followed her in.
"Need any help?" he asked.
"Now that you're here, yes, do, thankyouverymuch." Amy grinned, grabbing a few glasses from the cupboard. "I'd have Kenni help me... But she seems to want to be a crype right now."
Taylor laughed. "It ain't her fault."
"Ain't ain't a word cuz it ain't in the dictionary." Amy said with a hillbillie accent.
"Oh shut up." Taylor playfully pushed Amy.
"Fine. Can you please grab... What was it? A Coke... no, make that 2... A water... and a Sprite? KENNI, DO WE HAVE SPRITE?" she yelled.
"Top shelf!" Kendall yelled back.
"THANKS!"
"Ok... I'm under the impression you guys fight alot?" Taylor asked.
Amy gave him a surprised look. "What ever gave you that idea? We've never fought! Not once. Swear to God. We're sisters, you know."
Taylor raised an eyebrow *I can do that! It freaks some people out... lol*. "Seriously? When were you born?"
"January 24th, 1986."
"When was she born?"
"May 17th, 1986."
"That means you're either adopted... Or something else... And... wait, how old are you?"
"13."
"I don't believe you." Taylor said, pouring some of the clear liquid into a glass.
"I was born in '86... Believe it, hun. I'm younger then Zac." Amy grinned.
"Yeah, right..." Taylor scoffed. He grabbed 3 of the 5 glasses, and walked back into the living room.
Amy sighed, then followed him, holding the 2 glasses in her good hand. She set one besides Isaac, who gave a her a bright smile in return.
"Kendall, Zac and I got this cool idea while you two were away... Truth or Dare, anyone?" Isaac grinned.
Taylor moaned *mmmbop*. "Nooooooo..."
"Too bad Tay. You're out voted!" Amy stuck her tongue out at him.
"Kendall, truth or dare?" Isaac asked.
"Truth."
"Ok... Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Nope. But I do have alotta friends who are guys... Gustavo, Paul *eww! haha!*, you guys, hopefully..." she trailed off.
"Zac, truth or dare?" she asked.
Zac grinned evilly. "Dare."
"I believe it, too... Ok Zac. I dare you to allow us to take pictures of you kissing... No, that wouldn't work." Kendall shoot a look at Amy.
"What wouldn't work?" Zac asked.
"You don't wanna know." Kendall laughed.
"No, really... What wouldn't work?"
Kendal laughed. "Like a while ago, Amy had a friend of hers, Heather the Kow *real person, don't ask*, kiss a picture of you, Taylor, with black lipstick on." Kendall cringed.
Taylor turned a slight shade of pink, out of embarrassment, while Amy turned 5 shades of red. "KENNI!" she scolded. "Now you've embarrassed the poor guy so he won't come back!"
Isaac laughed. "Nah, we'll make him come back, wether he likes it or not. You guys are like the only real people we've met here so far... It's like, 'ohmigod! i love you!' or 'get the hell away from me, hanson!'. It's so annoying!" Isaac exclaimed.
Amy smiled. "Why thank ya, Mister!"