So yeah, that's pretty much it. My relationship with the Hanson boys has been aweful since day one. It's not so bad anymore, considering we're all a lot older and more mature, and the fact that they're NEVER around, but still, we're definitely not friends. Now, it's more like a relationship with someone you really don't like and aren't afraid to say so to. For example, just last week they were home for a few days and I was on my way to the grocery store and I ran into Zac. Not literally, but he was in his yard when I went out to get in the car. I didn't even know he was there until he started yelling at me.
"You sure are looking ugly these days, Addy. Awkward stage still running strong?" He asked me, smirking at his own oh-so-funny joke. I rolled my eyes, hopped into the car, and yelled out my window to him.
"Hm Zac, funny you should think I'm not pretty. Maybe you should ask my boyfriend what he thinks. You may know him. Jeremy Wolf?" I asked innocently before rolling my window up and speeding away. I smiled in satisfaction when I saw his jaw drop to the floor. Jeremy is one of Taylor's really good friends. I actually met him through Taylor, and now we're together. Hehehe, beat that Zac. And Taylor. And Isaac. I hoped I hadn't gotten Jeremy into trouble, but I really didn't think it'd be a big deal.
Anyway, that's pretty much the extent of our relationship. It's had it's ups and downs over the years. Like one time, I broke Isaac's nose. I swear it was an accident, but we were having a water balloon fight, me and Joey against all three brothers (which really isn't fair, when you think about it) and I thought it'd be funny if I put pudding in our balloons instead of water. So Joey and I spent the afternoon filling our balloons with home-made pudding and when we finally started fighting, it was a really fun time to see Taylor's reaction (the first person hit with one of our secret weapons) when his brand new white shirt had the huge stain on the chest that looked alarmingly like feces. Hehehe. Anyway, I pelted the guys over and over again and soon got bored. So I ran around the side of the house and waited for someone to turn the corner, balloon poised to strike. Well, Isaac was the unlucky one. He came peeling around the corner and breakneck speed and I shoved that balloon right into his face. The fact that I was consiously trying to hurt someone and that someone also happened to be running quickly landed Isaac in the hospital for a day and me in my bedroom for a month. A month! Can you belive it? What they did to me was worse. That whole deal was over one of their few breaks, actually, it was just about two years ago, now that I think about it. Isaac was seventeen when that happened. Anyway, on their first public appearance after the broken nose, it was Jay Leno, I think, Jay asked Isaac what had happened because it was still a little swollen. And do you know what they did?? They actually told Jay that an enemy had broken Isaac's nose on purpose, and he told Jay (on national television) my email address!! I got hate mail for WEEKS after that. One day I had 576 letters of hate mail in my inbox. That's where our parents drew the line and told us we should really grow up and stop being so rude to each other. Now all we get to do is verbally assault one another. I belive one day, with things going steadily uphill the way they are, we'll actually be able to be in the same room without bloodshed.