What Taylor did on Letterman was certanly a shock to me, let alone the fans. But, I'm glad it got out. I don't think I'm going to have to deal with jealous girl crap any more. Any ways, I had much more important things to worry about....

We had finally arived at home. A little update, nothing had happened between Ike and Jenny (that we know of).

Zac had been sneaking out quite alot lately. I couldn't figure out why, or what it was, so I let it slide. If Tay or Ike wasn't worried, why should I be? He's their brother.

One Sunday around mid after noon, I was having a chat with Zac.

"So Zac, you haven't been around lately. What have you been doing?"

"Oh, stuff, you know. Just some stuff."

"What kind of stuff?"

For some reason, this conversation sounded a little familiar (if you know what I mean).

"Oh, Nothing. I got to go, see you Linds."

"Wait...your family and I are going to see Armageddon, want to come?"

"I already saw it twice with...my friends. I'll see you later though."

I gave him a confused raised eyebrow that sent the message 'what is going here?'.

"Ok...bye." I added.

"Have fun."

"You too."

I got into the car with everyone as we headed for the local AMC.

Diana, Zoe, Mac, and Avery headed towards the Kid's feature. We had purchased our tickets the day before, to avoid lines. Jess wanted to see Armageddon so badly and even though I had seen it twice with Taylor, and once with Ike, we let her go.

"Shoot!" I anounced.

"What is it?" Taylor inquired.

"I left my wallet at home."

"You don't need it we have the tickets."

"Yeah, mine's in my wallet."

"Oh.."

"Do you want me to drive you back?" Ike asked.

"Sure..it will only take a minute."

"Ok...get in." I hopped into Ike's blue bug and Tay entertained Jess and saved us seats.

I hopped out quickly and ran through the door. I grabbed my wallet from the kitchen counter and ran back to the door.

I heard a noise coming from the living room. I thought maybe wicket was eating something he wasn't supposed too, so I thought I'd check on him.

As I neared the living room, I knew it wasn't wicket I was hearing.

There was moaning and an occaisonal soft "Zac...." spoken through heavy breathing. I peaked in the room.

Oh my God.

I turned my head away at the disgusting site.

Stuff.

Now I get it.

I remembered when he came to me for advice on some girl names Meredith. He wanted to know about "Stuff."

And today, he told me he was just doing some "stuff."

I didn't want to see any more "Stuff." So I backed out.

You see, Zac's definition of "Stuff" was rolling around on the couch, making out with some girl on top of him.

I got back in the car, horrified.

Ike noticed my expression. "Something wrong?"

"Drive."

"Okay...I won't even ask."

I gave him the evil eye. He floored it out of the block and drove safely to the movie theater, where Jess and Tay were saving our seats.

Everytime Liv Tyler and Ben Affleck kissed or shared a romantic moment, I got that picture of Zac and his stuff in my head. I thought I was going to puke.

I thought it would never end, but eventually it was over.

The ride back home I was silent. I seriously hoped Zac and his little chick were done with all the stuff they had to do.

As soon as I broke through the door, Zac greeted me with a warm "Hey!"

"Hi Zac, what have you been doing?"

"Oh, I went on a bike ride."

I nodded and waited for a chance to pull Zac out of the room. I brought him into the living room and sat him on the couch. I closed the doors and crossed my arms.

"A bike ride, huh?"

"Yeah..." He looked confused.

"Zac, I know what you were doing."

"What?"

"Stuff, you know, stuff." I quoted.

"Yeah..." He put on his little act.

"And as I recal, your first kiss was with me, when you were inquiring about, stuff."

He had a guilty look on his face, but remained silent.

"So, are you going to talk to me about this or should I get your mom?"

He sighed. "How'd you find out."

"Let's just say I came to get my wallet and I thought wicket was eating the trash again."

"What'd you see?"

"I think all I needed to see."

He flopped back down on the couch.

"Ok, tell me now." I demanded.

"Her name's Meredith, she's the one...." I nodded. "She's my age, and this has been going on for about 2 weeks."

"Two weeks? Thats not a lot of time to get that close."

"I met her and we got a long great. She came over one day and we just ended up making out. And that's what I have been doing."

I sighed. I didn't want him to grow up to fast.