+chapter.one+

"How could you do this to me? How?" screamed thirteen-year-old Zachary Hanson to no one in particular. He and his brothers, Isaac, 17, and Taylor, 15, were supposed to be at a party in New Jersey. Instead, they had to go to their grandmother's on account of the weather. "Dang, dang, DANG!"

Isaac, whom prefers to be called Ike, smirked to himself, not saying a word. He was to busy trying to fix his hair to start an argument at the moment.

While Zac screamed from his room, Taylor screamed, "Of all three hundred and sixty-four other days in the year, this weather had to come today."

Of all the people in the household, Zachary had to feel the worst.

"Zac," Diana sighed, "we're going to go after all. Go get your stuff ready and tell your brothers." She had felt extremely bad, and Walker had convinced her that the weather wasn't as bad as it seemed. There was most likely nothing on the ground in Jersey and once they got out of Tulsa, the weather would be much clearer.

"YEAAAA!" Zac exclaimed.

"Zac, what's all the yellin' about?" Ike asked as he made his way down the steps and to the room Zac was in.

"We're going to New Jersey after all!" Zac screamed. This time Taylor was the one who descended down the steps.

"That's great," Ike said dully. He never really wanted to go to New Jersey. He was afraid of the fans there.

"Aw, cheer up, Squinterz. We're gonna be partying, not performing," Zac said.

"Yea, I know, but still. I don't exactly feel like getting mobbed in Newark."

"Newark?" Tay asked.

"Yea, we're going to Jersey after all," Ike said unenthusiastically.

"Ohhhh! Cool!" Tay exclaimed. "When are we going?"

"Two hours," Zac replied.

"Cool. No one unpacked out stuff, did they?"

"Nope," Zac said.

Isaac picked up a book and started to read in the chair he was seated in. Tay sat down in the couch across from Isaac. He picked up a magazine off of the coffee table and started to read. Two hours is a long time to pass with nothing to do.