Chapter Three

"Oh my God," Samantha whispered. "Oh noooooo!!!!!!!!" wailed Zac. "Hit the decks!" he screamed as he dove under the pile of sleeping bags."Why didn't Mom tell us that there was a teenage girl?!" His wail was muffled underneath the pile of luggage. "Sorry about our brother," Isaac explained. "We usually get mobbed if any girl recognizes us. Zac just really hates it when they scream." Taylor supplied. "Well, actually we all hate it," Isaac interrupted. "Is the coast clear?" asked Zac as he raised his head up. "Yeah," said Samantha,"I was just sort of shocked to see you in my bedroom." "We just ask for one thing," Isaac said. "What is it?"asked Samantha prepared for some awful secret they couldn't tell the press. "Puuhhleeeease don't tell anyone we're here. We were hoping it would be two weeks of freedom. I mean it's amazing how many people recognize us and go batty." "Don't worry. I can keep a secret." said Samantha who was relieved it was just that. "Thanks, uh, I don't think we got introduced before Zac flipped out."Isaac said. "My name's Samantha, but most people call me Sam." "Well, just in case you don't know our names already I'm Isaac,call me Ike please." "I'm Taylor, but since I'll probably get to know you better just call me Tay." "I'm ZAC!"Zac blurted out."Personally I don't understand why they just don't tell you what they like to be called. I do! It's a lot easier," he whispered before he let out his famous,"WE LOVE YOU MAN!!!" As introductions were made Samantha just kept thinking how lucky she was. "Hey what kind of music do you listen to?" asked Tay. "I listen to is a mix of everything. Rock, pop, and r&b." "What CD's do you have?" "They're sitting in that box," Sam answered as she pointed to an old shoe box. "The Verve Pipe, Cardigans, and oh look it's me." Tay said with a chuckle as he posed next to the case with his picture on the front." What songs do the Verve Pipe do?" "'The Freshmen'" she replied as she hummed the tune. "Oh that one. Can I listen to it?" "Sure, make yourself at home." "Uh, Ike can you start it? I'll be right back." "Sure,"replied Ike, as he smirked about Tay having a bladder the size of a golfball.


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Anne Vanderhorst

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