The sun was just starting to peer over the horizon. You could hear the birds chirping in the distance and the slight breeze was calming to the day. It was perfect. So relaxing. So relaxing. Especially for three run out teenage boys who were just returning home in Tulsa in the van, after a long summer's full of touring.
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The van pulled up to the garage, running over a slight tilt in the road, causing Taylor to bump his head.
"Ow!" moaned a sleepy Taylor Hanson after bumping his head. He blinked his eyes a couple of times, trying to wake up and see where the family of nine had come to a stop, "Are we home?"
"Yes, Taylor we are finally home," whispered Mrs. Hanson. "Tay, wake your brothers."
"Guys, get up," Taylor yawned.
As Mr. Hanson got out of the car and started unloading, Zac and Ike raised their heads. Mrs. Hanson grabbed Zoe and Mackie and got them out of the car. The three boys stretched their legs, got out of the car, and after Avie and Jess were out, shut the door behind.
Of course, Mrs. Hanson and the little Hanson went directly inside the house. But, Mr. Hanson asked Ike, Tay, and Zac, as beat as they were, to help unpack the rest of the stuff.
They had arrived home at 2 AM and wanted just to go to sleep but, they did as they were told.
"I'm sooooooo tired," Zac groaned, carrying in the luggage.
"I'm right there with ya on that one, Zaccie," agreed Ike, blinking still trying to wake up.
"Me, too," Tay mumbled.
They walked in their house and Tay said, "Oh! It feels good to be home after a long summer's tour!"
Everyone agreed with him. The boys stumbled their way into their own room and shut the door behind them. Loving the sound of the door as it went "click" as it shut. They were finally home.
The boys got ready for bed, pulling down their own sheets, which they had missed. The hotel sheets couldn't compare to the comfort of their own. They lied down in their beds, but they couldn't go to sleep. They couldn't. The summer brought hours and hours of fun each day, there was so much to think about.
"Tay...Ike...?" Zac said as he rolled over on his bed so he was facing his brothers. His blond hair fell loosely about his shoulders. "When you think about all that happened over the summer, as hectic as it was, doesn't it all seem worthwhile?"
"Yeah," Ike sighed, putting his hands behind his head, thinking, "it was a blast. All the craziness that goes on really makes the concert much more fun."
"And you know? It's pretty cool to know that you are havin' as much fun as the fans...and vice versa," Tay smiled. "I hope next year, the tour will be just as great."
"But for now, I think we should all get some sleep," Ike yawned, putting his head on his soft, longed-for pillow.
"Yeah, me too," Tay said softly, closing his eyes.
All Zac could manage to say after glancing at the clock was, "Mmmhmm..."
It was 3 AM and the tired brothers were ready for some sleep. Tomorrow they could start a normal life again, atleast until they had to start recording their next CD. Starting tomorrow, their lives wouldn't have to be hectic, watching out for crazed fans, or doing TV interviews. Nor would they have to put in ear plugs to try and block out the 147 decipals of screaming girls, chanting, "We want Hanson! We want Hanson!" Tomorrow, they could just be Taylor, Isaac, and Zac Hanson.
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