+chapter.one+

I lay down on my bed and opened my old journal. I hadn't written in it for years. I scanned through the last entry:

December 24th, 1998

The heat went out at our house last night. We went over *grins* Jenn's house. Well, tonight, after dinner, we (Jenn and I) were going through these two boxes of Hanson memorabilia. She WAS obsessed before she moved here! *laughs* Anyway, she put 'Snowed In' in on random. 'At Christmas' came on. During the second verse, I sang to her. For the first time in our relationship, I got butterflies from her touch. I think she had the same reaction. I really think we'll be together for a REALLY long time. This, what we have, is true love. *sigh* Well, I gotta go now. Someone's coming. Bye!

~^~Ike~^~

I grinned. I picked up a pen off the night table beside my bed and began to write:

May 26th, 2004

Well, it's about six and a half years later. Sorry it's been so long. The years have passed so quickly. Jenn and I have stayed together through it all. Pain, happiness, death, births. Everything. The band is still doing really well.

Tay did find someone. Susan, Jenn's friend, and they had become pen pals and met a few times. Sue found a college down here in Tulsa and moved here, going home for holidays and such.

As Tay predicted, Zac and Jess got into a relationship. Everyone knew that that was gonna happen.

Well, I can't talk long. We're (Tay, Jenn, Zac, Jess, and I) are going to set up for Jess' sweet sixteen party.

Speaking of ages, I'm twenty-three, Tay's twenty-one, Jenn's nineteen, Zac's eighteen, Jess turned sixteen today, Jessie (my sis) is sixteen, Avie's thirteen, and Mackie's ten. Well, gotta go. Phone's ringing. Probably Jenn. *grins*

~^~Ike~^~

I put down my pen and picked up the phone. "Hello?" I answered, putting my journal under my bed.

"Hiya!" Jenn's voice greeted.

"I just gotta get my shoes on and I'll be ready," I said, picking up a pair of Doc Martin's and started to put them on.

"Okay. Would you mind if I came over? Tay left with Zac and Jess already."

"Sure, I should be ready by then," I replied, and put a small box in my pocket.

"Okay, so I'll see ya then."

"A-right. Bye."

"Bye." We both hung up. I continued putting on my shoes as I heard a key unlocking the front door. It opened and shut. "Hey, Jenn," I called down the steps.

"Hey," Jenn called back. "Where're you?"

"In my room."

"Hey. Almost ready?" Jenn asked from the doorframe. She was wearing a pair of faded jean shorts and a purple baby tee.

"Yea," I replied in awe.

She blushed a bit. "Quit staring and let's go."

"Um, okay," I said, still in awe.

"Do you want to drive or me?"

"It doesn't matter. You can if you want."

"Alright. We'll take my bug," she said, pulling her keys out of her pocket.

The two of us got in her blue bug and headed to the hall. Little did Jenn know that would be the last time we would be in that car as Isaac Hanson and Jennifer Anderson; Hollywood's most talked about boyfriend-girlfriend couple.