CHAPTER
1 - Girls, Rejected & Dateless
Before Taylor knew it, a black
& white soccer ball was in front of his face. **BOOM**
"Urgh! Zac you dickhead!
this is the 10th time this week! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Taylor
hissed.
"It's your friggin' fault!
you gotta think fast!" Zac shot back.
"You better watch it.. I'm
gonna kick your-" Taylor was interrupted by his older brother, Isaac.
"Quit it you guys!
nothing's broken Tay! So just leave it!" Isaac said, trying to stop the
fight before it even started.
Isaac left his two
brothers outside playing soccer in the backyard.
He went inside the house to get a can of soda.
His mind felt confused lately, after what happened between him and
Rachelle. They broke up last night,
with Rachelle telling him that she can't stand all those time apart.
That she needed a boyfriend that will be there always with her 24/7. Both of them weren't serious in their relationship anyway.
They were together just for fun of it.
What Isaac didn't knew, is that Rachelle broke up with him because she
found someone more interesting than Isaac. *ouch!*
"We weren't even
together for more than, 1month! And she's already having a hard time? I just
don't get girls!" Isaac thought.
"I wonder what Crissy
is doing tonight..." Isaac thought, smiling.
Isaac stood up, heading his way
to the telephone. He picked up his
black book, and searched for Crissy's number.
"Urgh! How could I
miss-placed it!! God...what the hell is wrong with me!" Ike said, flipping through
the pages.
"Talking to yourself
again, I see?" Taylor laughed.
"Shut up man.
You're not helping me here!"
"Help you in what?
Finding another girl's number? Are things over between you and that,
Rachelle girl?" Taylor asked.
"Yea, she called it off.
She said, she needed someone who has more time for her. "
"That's bull.
You & I both know that she just wants a guy who can give her
pleasure, 24/7." Taylor said smiling at the thought of Rachelle & her
sexy figure.
Taylor has been dreaming for
the day that Rachelle would make his wildest dreams come true.
Everyone in town knew that Rachelle was good in bed.
She had slept with almost all of the Hanson's friends.
All of them, including his brother telling him that he was missing out a
lot. Sure, Taylor had been with
quite a number of girls since they became famous, but his fantasies were never
fulfilled. As his friends would
say, 'non of them were a nasty in bed as Rachelle'.
"Damn you man!" Isaac
said, as he slapped Taylor's head. "Are
you even listening?"
"Uh? ...what were you
saying?" Taylor said, shaking his head.
"I said, 'do you have
Crissy's number?' got that?" Isaac said, very slowly making sure that Taylor heard his
every word.
"U-uh.
Are you talking about Crissy.. the girl we met at the park, near that
hot-dog stand?" Taylor asked, refreshing his memory.
"Exactly.
Now, quit blabbing & give me her number."
"Fine.
I get it." Taylor said, walking their room, to get Crissy's number.
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"Oh Good Afternoon to you
too, Taylor. Wait a minute, I'll
call Rianna." Mrs. Ortiz
said, putting the phone down.
Rianna was a 16 yr old, Mexican
girl. Although both of her parents
are Mexicans, she was born in the states. Rianna
is known for her secrets. She
smokes quite often and drinks during parties.
To sum it all up, she was a wild girl.
But her parents nor siblings knew about it.
At home, she was the nicest, sweetest daughter.
"Hello? HELLO? Taylor..are
you there?" Rianna said through the other line.
"Uh?.. wha'? Oh sorry
Rianna! I didn't hear you, Jessie was babbling something about her outfit."
Taylor apologized.
"It's ok. Well anyway..
why did you call? What's up?"
"Oh I was just wondering
if you're doing anything tonight? I just thought that you & me can go
out." Taylor suggested.
"I'm sorry but I have
plans with James. But I'll call you
when it's over between us." Rianna joked.
Taylor didn't seem to get her
joke.
"Oh ok.
I wasn't aware that the two of you were still dating.
Wrong move." Taylor said, trying to cover up the embarrassment he
made of himself.
"I gotta go Tay.
I'll just see you around!" Rianna said, hanging up the phone.
Taylor placed the phone back,
and went to the living room to watch some TV. He saw his sister Jessica watching
MTV and decided not to bother her anymore.
So he went to their room, to play playstation.. only to find Zachary
sitting on the bean bag, eyes glued on the screen.
"THERE IS NOTHING TO
DO!!!" Taylor half-shouted, grabbing his hair.
Zac turned to him, shocked by
his brother's sudden screaming.
"What's wrong with you
now? Busted by another girl?"
Zac asked half listening
"It's not that! It's a
Saturday! And guys our age should be out on Saturday nights, going on dates or
parties! But me? NOOO. I'm stuck here at home... D-A-T-E-L-E-S-S!"
"Ha! Poor you. Too bad I
got a date tonight." Zac said,
in a puppy voice trying to piss Taylor off.
"What the-? With who? I
thought you decided to go single for a while after you and Sarah?"
Taylor asked, confused.
Zac turned off his playstation,
and turned to Taylor.
"Well, this French family
just moved in the neighborhood. You know? The empty house on the next block.. that one.
I was passing by & I bumped into this classy French girl." Zac
explained.
"What? A French girl? But
you don't even know how to speak French!"
"Ha! That's why she's
giving me lessons later." Zac smiled, leaving the room.
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"Hello?
Good Afternoon, Is Crissy Home?" Isaac said politely over the phone.
"Speaking, who is
this?" Crissy said, giggling.
"Oh hi Crissy.
This is Isaac. You still remember me?"
"Oh yea, how could I
forget!"
"Listen, I was wondering
if you're doing anything tonight? Maybe we could, hang out & have a little
fun?" Isaac crossed his fingers.
"Yea, I'm free.
Where we going?" Crissy asked
"We'll just have dinner
and hang out afterwards? Is that ok with you?"
"Yea ok. Pick me up at
7pm? I'll see you then... Bye Ike!" Crissy said, hanging up that phone.
Isaac placed the phone back,
and walked back to their room. He glanced at his watch, '5:30'.
'Hm.. gotta take a bath & be get ready in an hour' Isaac
thought.
Isaac opened his closet,
looking for something to wear for tonight.
He was trying to beat time, cause he has one & a half-hour to get
ready, to drive Jessie to her friend's house and pick up Crissy.
"Don't tell me you have a
date!" Taylor said, sounding pretty annoyed.
"Yea." Isaac replied,
not paying much attention to Taylor
Isaac heard Taylor murmured
something about being a loser and not having a date but he didn't quite get what
Taylor was saying.
"Hey.. what's up your ass!
What's with the bad-mood?" Isaac asked.
"I DON'T HAVE A DATE! IT'S
A SATURDAY NIGHT... AND ME! TAYLOR HANSON DOESN'T HAVE A DATE!
IF ZACHARY GOT A FRENCH GIRL TONIGHT FOR A DATE... WHY CAN'T I? I'M
FUCKING DATELESS ISAAC!" Taylor screamed, jumping up and down.
"Stop jumping! You look
like an idiot!" Isaac shouted.
"So what if I'm an idiot?
I still don't have a date!!!!!!!"
"What's the big deal? It's
just one Saturday.."
"It's just one Saturday?
JUST ONE? Isaac, what if this is a curse? What if Chutney cursed me?"
Taylor asked, looking really worried.
"Chutney? Your obsessed
crazed fan?" Isaac reassured.
"You mean the girl who
slept at our backyard for one week just to see you?" Isaac asked.
Taylor nodded.
"And the girl who goes
here every Friday night, asking you to go out on a date with?" Isaac
continued asking.
Taylor nodded.
"And the girl who-"
Isaac was cut off by Taylor shouting
"IKE!!! Stop it!!! I know
that you know very well who Chutney is!" Taylor shouted.
"Well anyway, Ike... what
if she made a curse on me?" Taylor asked, more quietly this time.
"Why would she ever put a
curse one you?" Isaac wondered.
"Maybe because I never
accepted any of her date proposals?"
"So? What's that got to do
with anything?"
"IT
HAS EVERYTHING TO DO EVERYTHING!" Taylor shouted, frustrated.
"Tay, go see a
doctor." Isaac said, leaving Taylor alone in the room.
"ISAAC!! I DON'T WANT A
DOCTOR! I WANT A DATE!!! COME ON IKE!! HELP ME!" Taylor called out.
Isaac looked at his reflection
on the mirror and smiled. 'What a weirdo. It's just one night! He's gotta
have his brain's checked.' Isaac thought, leaving Taylor alone in the room.
Chapter 2 - American Boy, Fashion Designer & A Booty Call
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