I rolled over and looked at the clock. It was 12:23. Johanna was still asleep. She always looked so silly when she slept, innocent, but silly. I threw a pillow at her head and she turned over and smiled.
"Brat!" She mumbled, her eyes still half closed.
"Get up" I said after a smile. "It's past lunch time which means we missed half of a day we could have spent with them. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. I stretched and yawned and then groaned at the memory of the previous night. I could still feel Ike's soft, wet lips on mine; and the feeling of guilt, and awkwardness I got from a single kiss. It made me angry at my-self every time I thought about. I had been awake, tossing and turning until the sun started making the sky blue again. As much as I wanted to, as much as it would be just perfect, I just didn't like him that way. I felt horrible because I couldn't. Johanna pulled the curtains back revealing a rainy, disgusting day, just what I needed.
"Well, this means we'll be stuck inside all day, shoot huh?" Johanna said sarcastically. I grinned and threw my covers off.
When we were all dressed and ready, feeling guilty in our new clothes that Diana had insisted on buying for us, we stood at the door and looked at the handle, then each other. I turned the knob and we slowly entered the hall. It was empty and quiet.
"Maybe they forgot about us" I joked.
"Or maybe they all drove away during the night and stranded us in Montreal and we'll have to hitch hike home and we'll get kid-napped and be on the 6 o'clock news and..." We heard voices around the corner and stumbled quickly back into our room. We shut the door and gasped.
"What the hell are we doing" I whispered as we crouched on the floor. We burst out laughing. For some reason we were both nervous about facing everyone. But we were 'guests'. And hey, blame it on Ike right... Ike. A knock at the door caused us to almost fall on our butts. We stood up quickly and looked at the door. We both tried to look through the peephole at the same time, which resulted to be unsuccessful.
"It's Diana" Johanna almost yelled, she then covered her mouth quickly. We stood for a second before we answered the door.
"Oh, you're up." She said. "Why are you hiding out in your room? You missed breakfast AND lunch." She said with out much enthusiasm. "Are you hungry? You must be." We nodded with guilt spread across our face. "Okay, well then I guess I'm gonna have to take you to the restaurant downstairs. Are you ready now, or do you want me to come back?" We told her we were ready and shut the door behind us. Walking behind Diana in the hall of the luxurious hotel made me feel like I was in a dream. As we passed Isaac's door it opened. Diana was ahead of us so she didn't see him almost step out, spot me, and duck back in shutting the door quickly. My heart fell into my stomach. The look he gave me was too much. My mind was scrambled from all the events, and I felt another hissy fit coming on. I had regretted the things I had said to Zac. He must of thought I was a loony by now.
Diana sat with us while we ordered and asked for the bill. She paid it and left before our food even got to the table. I didn't blame her really. We were strangers. Conversation was uncomfortable and awkward all the time.
"Okay, did you see the look, please tell me you saw that look" I said to Johanna, referring to Isaac.
"Yeah, I said it. Don't worry, it could be nothing. Maybe he forgot something in his room"
I looked at her as if to say 'come on now, what do you think I am, new'. She smiled.
"I know I know, it was a look. I think we need to talk to Taylor." She said as our food arrived.
"No!" I said taking a bite of my huge grilled cheese. "I'm not talking to Taylor." I shook my head.
"Come on! This is perfect. You would be an idiot not to. How many people in the world get a chance like this."
"I would LOOK like an idiot if I did." I said "What would I say, 'Oh Taylor, I love you, come away with me darling and we can get married and live happily ever after'" I said, over exaggerating. Johanna laughed and then I laughed and the conversation continued in an overly stupid charade.
We ran into Carl in the lobby. He had wet hair and he was holding a towel. Swimming we assumed. We talked casually to him as he met Johanna for the first time. When we got to the eleventh floor Carl knocked on Zac and Isaac's door and quickly walked passed us to his. Johanna and I quickly walked away and Johanna turned around two steps later causing us to bump into one another. They would more than likely get to the door before we got to the end of the hall, making us look like nikky nikki nine door players. We were stuck. Doors were sure causing us trouble today. Zac opened the door and grinned sheepishly. No doubt he had watched our little panic attack through the peephole.
"We were beginning to think you were vampires" He said shaking his head "sleeping all day, bad habit." Behind him I saw Isaac AND Taylor sitting on a bed talking. I stood in front of Zac so I wouldn't be spotted. Johanna and Zac carried on a short conversation.
"Who is it" Taylor called from the room.
"It's Claudia Shiffer" Zac yelled back. He invited us into the room. We were invited. This was beyond a backstage pass, or being snuck onto a bus, this was an invitation to 'hang out' with Hanson, from one of the Hanson's. Johanna was obviously overjoyed, I was overly nervous. Gee I wonder why? Zac walked in behind us.
"Not Claudia but a fine replacement huh?" Zac said. Why did he have to say that. I felt so stupid. Overly stupid. The images Isaac and Taylor must have had of me at that point were probably nothing comparing to Claudia Shiffer.
"Hey look it's our hostages" Taylor said grinning. Our hostages? Made sense. I looked to Isaac, who was actually smiling. I smiled back and for one second, the awkwardness was gone. But only one second. We sat on the bed across from them and had a close to normal conversation that lasted almost 15 whole minutes. We were talking like friends, not like celebrities and fans. And it felt great. I couldn't tell if this was an act they were putting on, like we might as well humor them while we are stuck with them, but I decided not to think about that. I found my-self watching Taylor, a lot. They way his lips moved when he talked, and how he always watched other people when they were speaking, all that mushy crap. He was real, not just a face in a magazine, but this real life peace of gorgeous flesh. I knew Ike was watching me, I could feel it. Every time I glanced at him he looked away quickly. It was really...cute. Soon there was a silence. I heard this saying once that said, true friendship comes when silence is comfortable, um, we were obviously not true friends. Ike broke the silence by asking me if he could talk to me in PRIVATE. This was going to be different, but who could say no to a face like that? When we got into the hall I followed him around a corner, down a hall I hadn't been down, to where the ice machine was. He stood next to it, sort of like he was hiding. I stepped in front of him and suddenly got caught in his eyes.
"Okay," he said and took a deep breath.
"Yeah" I almost whispered.
"Um, I'm really sorry about... what I did last night. I shouldn't have and it was, well, rude." he recited.
"No Ike, it was my fault. Was I leading you on, or ah, I don't know. Why did it happen?" I couldn’t believe these words were coming out of my mouth and into his ears.
"I don't know about leading me on. I don't know what it was either. I just wanted to I guess. You were there, I was there, I just..." He stopped in mid sentence causing a moment of silence.
"You don't know me very well Ike, I mean, I could be some psychopathic killer" He laughed at the joke.
"You know what? That's almost exactly what Taylor said to me."
"Oh great, so Taylor thinks I'm a killer now... I'm not" We smiled.
"I hope not." He paused. "So, what do you think, about, well you know" he said quietly.
"About what?" I said playing dumb.
He put his head down "About me" He said and then lifted his head and stared deep into my eyes. I could not believe this. This was just too weird for me. One day I'm sitting at home gluing Hanson articles into my overfilling scrapbook, and the next I'm looking into Isaac Hanson's eyes while he is waiting for me to answer the hardest question I've ever had to face. A million thoughts were going through my head. I could tell him that I liked him, because I did. I liked him a lot. He's nice, charming, good looking, great kisser as far as I could tell, amazing personality, romantic (well he had potential) and he was having this weird effect on me. But I couldn't. I liked Taylor. Taylor Taylor Taylor. And as stupid as that was, as idiotic as it was to ruin a chance like this for a hopeless pursuit like that, I just couldn't.
"Well, I guess that answers my question" He said. I suddenly realized how long I had left him hanging and felt even more stupid in this already extremely awkward situation.
"Oh God, sorry, no, I ah, " I stumbled over my words. He waited patiently again for an answer that I couldn't quite fit together. "Okay, this is all happening really fast, and right now I just don't know how I feel, or what I think or anything." I covered my embarrassment by hiding my face with my hands. Next thing I knew he was touching my shoulder and pulling me closer towards him. I just kept my hands on my face.
"Listen" he said soothingly "you don't have to answer anything right now if you don't want to. I understand, and yeah I do move fast," he placed his finger on my chin and tilted my head up to his. "but hey, I'm cool with just being friends okay. If you decide you want more, I'm telling you now that I'm here. But if you just want to stay friends I'm cool with that too okay? Now come here" Obviously proud of his speech he pulled me into a long hug. I wrapped my arms around him and soaked it in. This was definitely a memorable experience. Though all I could think at that point was, 'God he smells good'.
"I think I'm gonna go work on the song I'm writing" He said when we got back to his and Zac's door.
I nodded as he opened the door for me. "What's it called?" I asked, hoping I wasn't invading privacy.
He shrugged, "I'm thinking about calling it A lot Of Things Can Happen. What do you think?"
"Sounds good, " I said holding the door with my foot as Isaac inched down the hall backwards "But I need to know what it's about before I answer." He just winked and turned down the hall and around the corner. My heart fluttered at the thought of him writing a song about me, but I wasn't going to jump to conclusions, when really it's what I knew I should be doing by now.
Later that afternoon Johanna and I went for a walk around the hotel while 'the guys' did school work.
"We told him" She said to me in the elevator.
"Told who what?" I said just before I realized what she meant. "Nooooo, Oh God please tell me you didn't." She flinched as if she expected me to hit her. Inside I was secretly curious, but I decided not to show it.
"I'm sorry, but we had to"
"You had to?! What is that all about, you didn't have to TELL him anything. I feel like the biggest idiot in the world right now." I was smiling, so she knew I wasn't really mad.
"Okay, when Ike asked you to talk to him 'in PRIVATE' Taylor watched the door for like 5 seconds after it closed behind you."
"More... please" I said as we stepped off the elevator and continued wandering aimlessly around the hotel.
"Well, Zac just looked at him and said 'you like her don't you?" She continued.
"Subtle" I said sarcastically, "What did he say..."
"Nothing"
"Okay, so let me get this straight, he looked at the door, Zac flat out asked him that.... stupid question, then he says nothing, so you feel the need to make me the target of humiliation. God no wonder he looked at me like that when I got back." She shook her head.
"No no no, he didn't say nothing, well he didn't say anything for a really long time and then he said, 'I don't like her cause I don't know her'. But he said it in that bitchy tone that he's inhabited, sooo, I don't know. OH oh, but he also said, you're not gonna believe this came out of Taylor’s mouth."
"What!"
"He saaaiiid," She snickered at the memory "he said 'Ike has a big.... hard on for you'." We both burst out laughing in the middle of the ritzy lobby while French hotel guy's with names like 'Lumiere' stared us down. We toned our laughter down to a quiet giggling. "Okay, so then what?" I whispered as we passed another rude hotel dude.
"Ahm, he said he wouldn't mind getting to know you, which means he probably has a hard on for you too," We giggled again. "I told him that you like Ike, but not that way." My stomach turned. Ike was really starting to get to me. "He was like, 'God he hasn't stopped talking about her' and then he said it was getting really annoying."
"That's probably not good" I said.
"Why?" She asked as we sat on a big black leather couch in a sitting room.
"Because, usually when that happens the person ends up getting really annoyed with the other person before they even get a chance to know each other."
"Oh, well I wouldn't worry about it. I have a good feeling about this" She said.
I smiled, "You have a good feeling about everything hun." I told her all about my conversation with Isaac. She could not believe it, I still couldn't either.
"Mmmk, so this is where we are, Isaac likes me, or as Taylor would say, he has a big hard on for me. Taylor is being moody still, but he's showing some signs of interest, some, and I like Taylor because I'm stupid and I can't help it, and Ike is.... oh God, he's, I don't know." I said. Johanna smiled sympathetically. "So that's my situation on the third day of knowing Hanson, the MMMBopin boys themselves, who might I ad turned into very nice men in their three years of fame." I looked at Johanna. "What's going on with you and you know who" I said with an elbow shove. She rolled her eyes.
"I don't know. It's really hard to read that guy. One second he's flirting like crazy and the next he's completely ignoring me."
"Maybe it's the 4 year age difference, how is he supposed to expect that you like him. I bet you he's being chicken shit."
"Well whatever it is it's driving me crazy."
"So what does he do when he's flirting?" I asked.
"Well I don't know if it's flirting so much as it's just he's a really smooth talker when he wants to be. And he does the eye contact, and the little shoves and all that stuff. But I'm really bad at noticing if someone’s flirting so I could be completely wrong."
"No, it sounds like it has potential. Just wait."
"For what" She grumbled.
When we got back to our floor Isaac had gone with Walker to check out a recording studio. Zac and Johanna sought this as a perfect opportunity for Taylor and I to get to know each other. I had some, well many objections to this that were ignored as Zac basically pulled me into the room. Taylor shut the door behind us looking confused. He walked over to us and Zac pushed us face to face. Well in this case face to chest. This was too much. Neither of us knew where to look. We both knew what this was about.
"Okay Christa, do you like Taylor?" He said holding onto each of our shoulders. My eyes widened and I looked up at Taylor with a blank expression. He was glaring at Zac. He looked to me. Suddenly my mouth moved and I heard my-self say "I think I do"
"Now Taylor, how do you feel about Christa?" Zac was amused by this cruel matchmaker game he was playing.
"Zac get out of here" Taylor said shrugging his shoulder out of Zac's grip. "We aren't in kidnegarden. I think we can talk about this on our own."
"You wont. Just answer the question Taylor, times a ticken and in a few days it'll be too late and NOTHING will happen." Well, he was TRYING to help, but by the looks of things it was just pissing Taylor off.
"Good-bye Zac" Taylor said pointing his arm at the door.
"Just answer, God how hard is it..."
"Zac, It's okay, he doesn't have to answer. I mean if he doesn't he doesn't, and that's all there is to it." I said. Taylor looked at me quickly.
"I didn't say I didn't" He said frowning.
"See" Zac said grinning. He took his hand off my shoulder. Soon everything in the room was blocked out except for Taylor standing directly in front of me.
"I'm just not gonna answer that because I don't know you."
"I know, and I don't know you that's why I said I think so."
"Well" Zac sighed, patting us each on the shoulder, "I think my work here is done, on I go, serving my country..."
"Zac," Zac looked at Taylor, "Can it"
"Yep, okay... yeah, I was doing it again wasn't I, going on and on and..."
"Zac, you're doing it again man".
Zac nodded and smiled. "yeah, k, bye" He said and left the room. Taylor smiled at the door after it was closed and shook his head.
"That kid has some serious problems." He said.
I smiled, "Yeah, that was interesting" I said.
He smiled and sat on the bed. I hesitated but sat next to him. Not close though. We both looked everywhere but at each other. "So... ah, how you doin?" he asked fidgeting with his hands. I felt like I was in grade school again.
"Um, good, you?" I said. I was wishing the conversation wasn't going to carry on like THIS too much longer.
"I'm fine I guess.... how old are you?" Oh my God! I thought. This is ridiculous. I wanted out, but I wanted to stay, but I didn't want it to be like this.
"I'm 18." Now what!
"Look, this is ridiculous." Well at least he agreed with me. But this probably meant he was going to get up and leave now, or kick me out. He looked at his hands for a second and then to me. "Do you have a boyfriend Christa?" That was the first nice thing he had ever said to me.
"No, do you?" He smiled as he got ready to embarrass me.
"No, I don't have a boyfriend." He said with delight in his response. I grinned and dropped my head.
"You know what I mean" I said.
"Yeah, and no, I don't have a girl friend. Do you have your eye on anyone, like say, Ike?" Ha ha, here was my chance.
"No... I don't" ruined. Oh well, he already knew, and I didn't have the guts to say it again.
"So you don't like Isaac." He said, not a question, but a statement. I shook my head.
"Not like that anyway"
"This is really bad" He said. My heart sank. What now.
"What's really bad?" I asked
"Ike really likes you. Like really really likes you."
"See that's the thing Taylor, he doesn't because he cant because he doesn't know me." He looked impressed by my sudden burst of control.
"I guess you're right. But it still puts me in a bad position." he paused "I mean, IF I wanted to pursue anything, I would be..." He stopped. "I've never had this sort of conversation before" He said with a smile. "I guess there's a first time for everything."
"You know what, I'm in a bad position my-self" he looked at me waiting for an explanation of how my situation could possibly be worse than his. So I gave it to him. "For the past three years, since I was 15, YOU were always my favorite Hanson. I know that sounds dumb and all teenybopperish, but it's true. Now that I finally meet you everything’s all screwed up cause Ike likes me, and you've been acting weird and I'm still trying to accept the fact that you are real people and it's hard to be in this situation because I don't even know any of you, but I feel like I do. I like everything I know about you and..."
"Wow," he interrupted.
"What?"
"No, I didn't want you to stop, it's just I've never heard it like that before." I looked at him. "It's always like, ooooh I love you, or will you marry me and all that crap." He said. "Oh, I see what you mean. Well I can't be the only one out there who thinks like this. I'm sure there's lots of us. But I guess the fans have kind of spoiled the word love for you guys" I said.
"You could say that" He looked at me again, "but don't." The feeling that filled my stomach at that moment was unbearable. He cared, he really cared!! "We've kept a good head about all of this, but it's been hard. It's flattering, but at the same time it pisses me off you know?" I nodded warmly. Oh the pains of stardom, at least he felt he could talk to me. I just wanted it to be normal though. "Tell me everything" he said interrupting my thoughts.
"What?" I said.
"I want to know everything you can tell me about your-self." It was a Dawson moment. I rambled about my-self for as long as I could, keeping it simple to avoid boring him. I watched his facial expressions change with all the details.
"Okay, now you." I said. And now we have a Clueless moment.
"Hmm, where do I begin" he grinned. "Okay well..." He told me lots of things, things I already knew, stuff that was shocking, and stuff that didn't shock me in the least. The part that got me was at the end he said, I'm glad we talked.
"You are?" He nodded.
"Yeah, and sorry I was in such a bad mood, it had nothing to do with you. Are we friends?" Friends... I nodded with disappointment. Yep, back to square one. He was not interested. Now he could just go on with putting up with me. I guess he felt the need to get that out of the way. "Okay good" he said. yuh huh I thought as the door opened.
"What are you two doing in here" Ike asked, genuinely puzzled, as he tossed his coat over a chair. Zac was walking close behind him and looking at us in panic.
"Uh" Taylor looked at Zac and then back to Ike. "We were just waiting for Zac and Joanna to get back."
"JoHanna" Zac corrected. Ike looked back and forth between Ike and Zac. He looked insulted. "Ummm, we ah went to the ice machine... shoot, we forgot the ice bucket." Zac said in poor acting. He swept the ice bucket off the bathroom counter and Johanna and Zac left the room. I got up and then sat back down beside Taylor. Isaac grabbed the remote and flopped down on the bed. He flipped on the television.
"Tay you should've seen that studio man, it was awesome." They talked about it for a bit as Ike flipped through channels. I got up and started towards the door. They didn't even acknowledge that I was leaving. I opened the door and stepped out. Zac and Johanna were no-where to be seen. I walked towards my room and I heard Ike's door open. I turned around expecting to see Isaac. Taylor was heading towards his door. I stopped and looked at him. He swept his key card through and opened the door. Then he looked at me.
"Christa, we're not friends okay?" My heart sank and I felt tears swelling up inside. My knee's suddenly felt weak, and I had no way of responding. He looked at me with a small grin on his face. I had no idea what was going on. "What I mean is, I think I might want more." I just stared as the grin on his face turned into a seductive smile. He stepped forward and disappeared into his room.
An hour or more passed. I was lying on my bed watching a rerun episode of the Simpson’s. Johanna was taking her turn in the shower. I was staring at the television without paying much attention to it. When I ate dinner, my arms were moving, and I was chewing without my own control. I was off in another world. An hour after that the family had gone to see a movie. Johanna and I were in the middle of a conversation when the door knocked. I answered it and the three of them brushed by me talking loudly about the "AMAZING" movie they had just seen. They just felt the need to come and tell us how wonderful it was. Our importance to them was growing. We ended up in a very in-depth conversation about sex that night. Ike was casually flipping through the channels as we all lay on the bed. We were over lapping each other, in a closeness that we had never felt comfortable doing before. Johanna, Zac and Taylor leaned against the head board, and Isaac and I lay in front of them. To our utter surprise the channel flipping landed us smack in the middle of a very interesting (to put it lightly) sex scene on a porn channel. Almost instantaneously there was a chorus of groans and remarks of shock filtering through the room. Johanna jokingly covered Zac's eyes. He took her hand away, but held onto it in his lap. The rest of us glanced and pretended not to notice.
"Ike turn it off" Taylor said, "this is embarrassing." At this point our eyes were helplessly glued to the TV, with fixed smirks on our faces. Ike turned it off and we snapped out of it.
"Porn's gross" Johanna said.
"You're not going to start in on how it’s demeaning to women and all that crap are you?" Isaac said smiling.
"No," I said, "But I really don't see the point of it. The people who do it are really screwed in the head, and the people who watch it can't get any of their own." They said nothing. "I can't help but notice that none of you are saying anything" I grinned.
"No, it's definitely pointless. Ike's been known to watch some porn" Taylor smirked.
"Shut-up!" Ike said swatting Taylor playfully on the leg. "I do not" he smiled embarrassed.
"Yes you do!" Zac joined in.
"Okay, so I watch it sometimes, but it's not because I can't get any."
"Right, I forgot, you see girls, Isaac is a sex MACHINE, he gets it all the time" Taylor said sarcastically. Zac laughed really hard at that crack.
"Shut-up Tay," Ike said smiling, " you're just jealous because you know that I get more than both of you put together."
"Okay so Ike's full of himself" I joked. They all laughed. Isaac looked at me with a sexy grin, and my heart fluttered.
"He has no reason to be" Zac smirked.
"Zac you've never even kissed a girl before" Ike said.
"Gee Ike, thanks for telling me something I didn't know!" Zac said embarrassed.
"Okay, lets talk about this" Taylor said. We all looked at him. "I want to know how far everyone’s gone. Tay, lets start with you." Isaac said.
"No Ike, how about we start with you, since you seem to be so sure of your-self." Taylor retorted.
"Fine, lets start with me, I have nothing to hide." He said defiantly. "First thing though, are we all virgins?" We all nodded slowly. "Okay good, so am I. Do you want details?"
"This is your game, you make the rules." Johanna replied. He paused for a moment.
"Alright, the rules are you tell what you've done, and how many girls, or for the girls, guy's you've done stuff with. And you have to say something that you want to do, but you've never done. No names, except your first kiss." He said.
"Okay, go ahead..." I said.
"My first kiss was with Kayla..."
"You were 10!" Taylor blurted out.
"SO! It still counts. Can I continue" Isaac said looking at Taylor.
Taylor grinned, "Go, ahead..."
"After her I've kissed 12, no 13 girls. I've had 3 girlfriends. Now the bad stuff, I've gone to second base."
"Oh VERY detailed Ike, you put a lot of thought into that one" I grinned.
"Man you guy's are pushy!"
"You made the rules Ike, this is your game" Zac said.
Ike looked impatient, but he was grinning. "Okay, I've gone up 4 girls shirts, and down 2 girls pants."
"Well well, someone’s brother doesn't tell him shit all." Taylor expressed.
"And I'm sure there's stuff you haven't told me too... now where was I, oh yeah, I've given a girl a hickey, and no-one ever does anything for me, so what I want is a blow job." He said with a nod at the end. We all looked at him with a fixed expression of shock on our faces. "What!" he said smiling. "Okay Tay, your turn."
"I don't want to go, let Zac go, then I'll go." Taylor said. Zac dropped his head and kept his eyes fixed on Taylor.
"Come on, go..." Johanna pleaded, giving him a light nudge with her elbow. He looked at her with a blank expression. It was actually really cute.
**this is where it was cut...** Fine, it’s very simple. Unless we’re counting spin the bottle, I’ve kissed no girls, I’ve done nothing and what I want to do is something. Okay? Next person…” Johanna grinned at him. I could feel her heart leaping.
“I’ll go” Johanna said. “It’s very simple. My first kiss was with Ray, and after him I’ve kissed no guys, I’ve done nothing and I want to do something too.”
“Well you two just have your work cut out for you don’t you?” Isaac said, rolling his eyes. I shoved him with me knee. ‘What!” he gestured. I shook my head at him. “I want to know what Christa’s done.” Ike said, as if to get me back.
“No you don’t.” I said quietly, loosing my hyperness immediately.
“Oh I think he does.” Taylor smirked.
“Come on Christa, are you one of us, or are you leaning on the Ike side?” Zac said grinning.
“I think I’m leaning over Ike actually.” I replied.
“And I’m sure he just loves that.” Taylor inserted.
“So you think you can beat me at my own game huh?” Ike asked, ignoring Taylor’s comment.
I nodded slowly. Realizing that I was going to be forced into this, no matter what, I just gave in. “My first kiss was with a guy named Chris, in the ninth grade, and I hated it. After him I’ve had 5 boyfriends, and I’ve done stuff with lots of guys who weren’t my boyfriend. I think I’m just going to leave you with that.”
“Oh no you’re not!” Isaac refused. “Keep going, the name of the game is ‘what have you done, in details.”
“And I’m sure it would do excellently on the market with THAT title.” Zac said sarcastically.
“Fine, you wanna know what I’ve done… okay… I’ve gone to approximately third base. I’ve given hand jobs, I’ve been fingered, I’ve been eaten out, gross, I’ve had 2 threesomes, not recommended, and I’ve had more than one orgasm. And now that I feel like the biggest slut alive, I’m going to tell you what I want to do, and it’s not sex. What I want to do is do all of that stuff, and sex, with someone who doesn’t think they’re all that just cause they’re getting a friggen piece of me. I want to do that stuff with someone who cares. I’m sick of ‘those guy’s’.” I paused and stared at their blank faces for a moment. It wasn’t shock so much as amazement in the expression they all shared.
“Christa you are not a slut, okay?” Johanna said warmly.
I smiled at her. “Thank-you.” I said.
“Well, you’re 18, so it’s not like it’s wrong to have such an… involved sexual record. At least you’re still a virgin, and you’re waiting. That’s more then I can say for most people I know, our age.” Ike said seriously.
“Yeah, true. But um, lets not talk about me anymore, Taylor, you’re the only one left.”
“Yeah, me. Umm, alright, lets see… my first kiss was with a girl named Laura. I was twelve. It didn’t mean anything; not even at the time. I haven’t really done much at all. I’ve gone up three girls’ shirts at party’s and stuff, not including my ex. Um, 3 girls have gone down my pants, two of them different girls then the ones who I felt up. Ah, that’s about it really. Well, um, I gave a girl a hickey once, two hickey’s actually. What I want to do is kiss this girl that I really like, but I don’t know how I can.”
“Oh God, here we go again, Theresa…” Ike whined.
“No, not her Isaac.” Taylor replied coldly.
“Then who?”
“Never mind Ike, don’t worry about it.” He said, looking straight at me.
“Well it looks like I’m not the only one here who doesn’t tell shit all huh?” Isaac grumbled, but not seeming too upset about it. “So these are the ratings: Christa is in first place, scoring perfect with her knowledge and on the subject, and expertise in the field. Taylor and I tie for second, me the guy who gives out, but never gets any in return; and Tay, the guy who gives a little, gets a lot. Johanna is in third, having one guy on her list, and Zac is WAAAYYYY back at the starting line.” Isaac informed us.
“Not for long man!” Zac said loudly.
“Okay, yeah, I have something to say about that. But first, nicely put Ike.” Taylor said. Ike nodded his head at him with a grin. “Is there not like a four year age difference between you two?” He said, studying their hands that were still tightly linked together. “Cause I can’t help but notice that you’re flirting hard core…”
“Yes Tay, there is a four year age difference. But I don’t think it’s a problem, do YOU think it’s a problem?” Zac said, staring him down.
Taylor shrugged out of Zac’s evil eye. “Uh, I guess not; it’s just kind of um, illegal, that’s all.”
“Well it’s not like there’s anything going on. We’re not DOING it or anything.” Zac retorted.
“So what ARE you doing the Zac?” Ike hinted.
“We’re not doing anything, just holding hands. And last I checked, that is still legal.” Johanna said lightly.
“Okay.” Taylor said, ending it. He looked at his watch. “Well, it’s been fun, but I’m dead.” He said, getting up slowly.
“Night Tay.” Zac said.
“Yeah, good-night man, see ya in the morning.” Ike added.
“Yep, good-night guy’s” He looked at Johanna and I. “Good-night ladies.” He said sexily.
About five minutes after Taylor had left, Ike and Zac decided they should go too. It was getting late. We started to walk them to the door. I had planned on going into the hall and saying our goodnights there, but when Isaac and I were out, Zac shut the door on us. Ike and I looked at it puzzled.
“I think he’s making the moves on your friend.” Isaac said to me.
“Well I hope he is.” I grinned.
“So, do I get a hug?” He said. I tilted my head and held out my arms. We hugged for a good fifteen seconds. When we unlinked he pointed at his cheek. “Please, just one? On the cheek?” He said pouting. I felt my face flushing. I stretched up on my toes and he leaned down and I gave him a light peck on the cheek. The door swung open and Zac walked by us smoothly, a huge grin spread across his entire face. He threw his hands in the air.
“I’m not at the starting line anymore… HAH HAH!” He said loudly as he walked down the hall. Johanna held on to the door and smiled at Zacs back until he disappeared around the corner. Ike snickered at his little brother.
“Good-night Johanna.” He said to her. He took my hand. “Night Christa.” He almost whispered. I grinned at him and he let go of my hand and walked with a slight bounce in his step down the hall. I stepped into our room and fell on the door, my eyes wide open.
“Yeah I know!” Johanna said, referring to my look of ‘Oh my God!” “Christa what the hell is going on here…” I stepped slowly towards her, the look still fixated on my face. I took her hands and smiled.
“Johanna, that was… amazing.”
“I know!!! Oh my God Christa, he kissed me. He put one arm around my waist, pulled himself towards me, put his other hand on the back of my neck, and just pulled me into the best kiss in the whole entire history of kisses. It was long and we used our tongues and oh my fucking lord I cannot believe this is friggen happening!!!” We leapt into bed, and talked almost all night. Things were looking good, way better than ever imagined.