"No duh, Sherlock," snapped Zac.

Taylor walked towards the table and got right into Zac's face, "Listen, just because you got grounded for another month, doesn't give you the right to talk to me like I'm some idiot,"

Zac jumped up off his chair and stood infront of Taylor, "Maybe you are an idiot. Oh I know, you're the kind of idiot who steals your brother's crush,"

"Zac, I told you already; I even explained the whole thing, I'm not in love with Brittnee. OK?? I love Lindsey. What does it take to get it through your thick brain that I love her and not that air head Brittnee?? I've told you time and time again!! But you don't seem to listen!!" yelled Taylor.

"What on earth is going on down here??" asked Diana running down the stairs.

Zac looked at his mother with puppy dog eyes, "Mom, he's yelling at me for no reason. I just came in here to get a sandwhich and he just went ballistic,"

Diana's eyes grew wide, "Taylor is this true??"

"Of course not! He thinks I'm stealing his crush which I'm not, and I was just simply trying to explain to him that he's got it all wrong," explained Taylor.

Diana turned to Zac.

"You're not gonna believe him are you?? He's just making up stuff so he won't get in trouble,"

"You lieing little..." Taylor started.

"Now that's enough out of both of you. I'm not in the mood for any of your crap right now! Do you got that??" exclaimed Diana. "Now I want you, Taylor, go up to your room and stay there til I think about what your punishment will be,"

"But Mom..." Taylor protested.

"No 'but's about it, Taylor. Up there now!"

"UGH!!!" Taylor ran up the stairs, and slammed the door to the boys room.

"And Zac," she looked at him and saw the pathetic smile he was smiling. "Go make your self useful,"

*******

"I swear I'm gonna kill that freak," yelled Taylor, throwing his self on his bed. "OWW!!" he yelled after hitting his head on the top bunk. He kicked the bed in frustration, and barried his head in his pillows.

After a couple of minutes there was a small knock on the door.

"Come in," he yelled into his pillows.

"Taylor?" asked Nicole, while slowly opening the door.

Taylor sat up when he realized she had just came in. His attitude sort of changed, and he smiled, "Hey Nicole, looking for something??"

Nicole gave him a confused look and then looked around the room, "Uh..Yeah actually I am. It's like really freezing in this house and Ike said I could borrow one of his sweaters, since all I have with me are tank tops,"

"Look in the closet," he stood up and walked over to the closet where Nicole was. "Someone's birthday is tomorrow," announced Taylor, while putting his Doc Martens in the closet.

Nicole smiled and put on the shirt over her tank top, "Yep!! Hey," she went over to close the door and started to whisper, "You don't know if anybody has planned anything, do you??"

"Nope, you said you didn't want a party," said Taylor while sitting on his bed, making sure not to hit his head.

"Yeah but I'm supposed to say that and then you guys have to go all out for me," she said while laughing.

"Oh you're just so funny,"

"Oh thank you! Hey do you have any sweat pants I can borrow??" she asked.

"Girl why don't you go home, and get your own clothes," he teased.

"But it's still raining, and plus my mom's not home," she whined.

He laughed, "Hanging in the closet,"

She went back to the closet and started to search for the pants. After a couple of minutes she spotted a pair on the floor. Once she bent down to pick the pair of pants up she spotted a box that said 'For Nicole'.

"Taylor??"

"Yeah?" he asked, looking up from his journal.

She picked up the box and walked out of the closet, "What's this??"

"NO!!" he quickly jumped up out of his chair, grabbed the box and put it back in its spot on the closet floor.

"What is it??" she asked while walking towards the closet.

He shut the door and stood infront of it, "You'll find out tomorrow, ok??"

Her face lit up, "OK,"

"Just promise me you won't tell Ike you know about this ok??"

She stood up straight and saluted him like a marine, "Sir yes sir!"

"NICOLE YOUR MOM'S HERE!!!" yelled Isaac.

"Here," she threw Taylor his sweat pants. "Keep the pants,"

He looked at his pants and just laughed.