"Not exactly, Tre spilled her soda on me!" Isaac yelled, trying to explain the "moistness" of his pants.

"Yeah, sure. Whatever you say Isaac," said Bonnie.

"But she did!" he insisted while Tre hopped back onto the counter.

"Did you Tre?" Bonnie asked, fully aware that she had.

"Uh-huh," she replied proudly.

"Oh. Okay. Just don't mess up the kitchen, I need to cook sometime soon," she said while leading Taylor to the living room.

"Whatcha makin?" asked Tre.

"I don't know yet!" Bonnie called back. "Fetuccine alfredo with chicken?"

"Fine!" called Tre. She turned back to Isaac. "Stick around, she's a good cool. She never remembers I don't eat chicken, but it's only on top of the pasta."

"Okay...I guess. We better check in with everyone back at the hotel."

"Now?" she asked. "Can't you just call them before you leave?" she asked as she hopped off the counter.

"Probably, but I don't really wanna freak them out or anything."

"Whatever. There's a portable by the fridge. I goin to the living room." Before she walked out she grabbed the back of Isaac's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. She had somewhat caught him by surprise, yet he took no time to respond. He deepened the kiss, and was quite pleased when she allowed his tongue to mingle with hers. "Isaac, I think you should attempt to dry to pants, I can see that damn spot a mile away. And don't forget to call whoever it is you need to call."

As they sat around the table talking about pointless stuff, they were mostly concentrating on what was going on under the table. Taylor was sitting on the opposite side of Bonnie, and started playing footsies with her. Isaac was sitting next to Bonnie, and Tre was on the end of the table next to Isaac. Tre had also started a game of footsies with Isaac, but somewhere along the line, a couple lines got crossed. While Zac was stretching his legs, Taylor accidently rubbed his foot against Zac's foot. Bonnie somehow started playing footsies with Isaac instead of Taylor, and Tre was playing footsies with Taylor instead of Isaac. Zac had no clue what the hell was going on, one second he was stretcheing his legs, the next someone was playing footsies with him.

'Oh god,' Zac thought to himself,' it has to be Bonnie, there's no way Tre could reach that far. Oh god, this is bad, Tay likes her too much, they're like, together. Aww man!' Zac dropped his fork on accident and leaned over to grab it when he noticed the twisted games of footsie gone wrong. "Uh..guys?" he said. "I think you'd like to know that, Tre you're playing footsies with Tay, Ike you're playing footsies with Bonnie...and Tay, YOU'RE PLAYING FOOTSIES WITH ME, OH MY GOD!!!!" he yelled.

"Oh....my....god." said Taylor. "I was playing footsies with my twelve year old brother?" At that moment everyone but Zac and Taylor started cracking up.

"That's not funny!" pouted Taylor.

"Oh believe me, it is. C'mon Taylor, crack a smile," said Bonnie.

"Yeah Tay, this is classic, just admit it," said Isaac. Suddenly Zac's face went from ice cold back to warm hearted as he started to chuckly.

"Actually, now that I think about it, it really is kinda funny," said Zac between breaths. "I mean..hahaha, I thought Bonnie was playing footsies with me!" That was when Taylor started laughing.

"Next time we attempt that, let's all check under the table first."

"I don't know. I mean, I like him..a lot, but with his schedual and mine.." Tre trailed off. She was in her room (which was more or less her own apartment).

"Yeah, I understand what you're saying. It was hard enough with my girlfriend, and she's stationary. With you both moving around, it's bound to be hard. Tre, why does your voice sound funny?"

"Because I'm hanging upside down, off the the bed." Sitting up, Tre looked around her room. She had it decorated just perfect in her eyes. She had a four poster bed with sheer black fabric forming a canopy. She had a corner entertainment system, with her stereo and television and a large black rung covering most of what she called "that damn annoying cream shit" that was commonly called carpet. Other than that, her only other decorations werer the Manson, Ozzy, and Korn posters lining her wall. Unless you count the cd's scattered around, the room was what Bonnie called a mess. Tre called it personality.

There was a knock on the large black french doors (it was only black on the inside of the room, believe it or not, the walls of the room WERE white). "What?" Tre hopped off the bed. Crossing over to the door, she heard Bonnie.

"Tre, what are you doing?"

"Talking on the phone."

"Well what are you doing tonight?"

"Well," Tre started, "Brad's in town so we're probably going out tonight. Why?"

"Brad?"

"Renfro dumbass."

"Oh, sorry. Well, uh."

"Dammit Bonnie, comin here and stop talking through the god damn door."

Bonnie stepped in. "Well, the boys wanted to do something with us tonight."

"Oh?" Tre put the phone back to her ear. "hey Brad, you up to hanging out with...Hanson tonight?..Brad, stop laughing....I mean it. STOP!!..Brad, if you don't stop laughing..."

"Well, here goes nothing. I guess," said Tre as she started up the Bug. Isaac, Taylor, and Zac were going to meet them at the resturaunt. Brad, on the other hand, had to be picked up.

"This is going to be very strange," said Bonnie, pulling the passenger side mirror down to check her make up for the ten millionth time.

"What makes you say that?" asked Tre turning onto Harbor Blvd.

"Well, think Tre. You and Isaac are possibly, oh..dare I say it? Involved?"

"Shut up."

"Well you are! And then with the way you and Brad usually act when you're together--"

"And what the hell is that supposed to mean?" she interuppted.

"Well HELL-O!" Bonnie yelled. "It's pretty obvious, you guys always flirt, you act like a couple."

"Well HELL-O!" Tre yelled, mocking Bonnie. "He has a girlfriend, and Isaac and I are..are uh...damn, what the fuck do Isaac and I have?"

"See my point? You guys are technically involved, but not quite, yet you act like you're involved with Brad. Don't deny it cause you know that you do. Remember Nikki? When you first met her, she wanted to kill you cause she thought that you were trying to steal Brad."

"Yeah, but Nikki was an airhead. She was...just, well dammit she's just an idiot. She couldn't even see her own nose in front of her face. Uh...wait.."

"I think the expression is...uh, I mean it's...damn! What the hell is that dumb expresstion?" said Bonnie.

"See, even you don't know it. Okay, let's just say that Nikki's even dumber than me."

"Tre, you're not that dumb...although Nikki is pretty ditzy," Bonnie thought outloud. "Well either way, my point is, don't you think Isaac might feel just a tad bit uncomfortable with your close friendship with Brad?"

"Who cares? If Isaac's smart, he should know how I act and that Brad's just my friend. And second, Isaac and I aren't officially a couple. I'm not to sure where we even stand. We've kissed twice and...sort of played footsies under the table."

"Maybe it's not enough to convince you, but it's enough to convince Isaac. Trust me, it's gonna be a really interesting night," she said as she leaned back in the seat.

"Aw, no Nikki?" said Tre as Brad got in the back seat of the jeep.

"I told you Tre, we broke up."

"Oh, sorry. I guess it slipped my mind."

"Yeah, whatever. Hi Bonnie."

"Hey Brad. That's too bad. What happened?"

"I don't know," he sighed. "We started fighting and then all of a sudden, out of the blue, she just screamed out 'It's over Brad!' "

"Oh my god, Brad I'm so sorry," Bonnie said.

"Forget about it. It's done, over with, and all that other stuff," he sighed. "How did you talk me into hanging out with...Hanson?" He shuddered at the thought that he was about to hang with a group that sang a happy peppy song called MMMBop.

Tre started laughing. "Because they're our friends. And 'cause you love me."

"No comment. How can you be friends with pansies?" he exclaimed.

"Brad they're not pansies," Bonnie defended.

"They sang on a pansy in that one video, therefore they have to be pansies.

Tre swerved the car sharply to the right. "They aren't pansies. They're just a little g--"

"TRE!" yelled Bonnie, cutting her off.

"What?"

"Alright, here we are. Now Brad, behave, got it?" said Tre.

"Hey, don't you trust me Tre?"

"NO!"

"They walked into the lobby. Tre in an exaggerated dignified matter said," We're here for the Hanson party. Please show us to our table, post haste." Brad and Bonnie tried to keep from laughing, but didn't quite succeed. "Guys, you gotta stick your nose out more, like this." Tre continued to be "snooty" until they reached the table and met with the boys, minus Isaac. "Where's Ike?" she asked, sitting down next an empty seat, Brad next to her, Bonnie between Brad and Taylor.

"Bathroom," answered Zac. "He'll be back in a minute."

So, what's up with...Hanson?" asked Brad while leaning back in his chair and placing his arms around Tre's shoulders.

"Um, not much," said Taylor, then leaning in toward Bonnie. "Who is that guy?"

"What do you mean 'who is that guy?' " she said softly. "That's Brad Renfro, you know, he's an actor.."

"Oh, I remember now. Tom and Huck, right?"

"Among others, right."

"Well what's up between him and Tre."

"Friends." As Bonnie said this she felt a little bad for Isaac, who upon returning to the table, was greeted by Tre verbally but not physically like he had slightly expected.

He sat still, only speaking when he was spoken to. He basically stared at Tre, and to be honest, Bonnie thought it was slightly pathetic.

Brad was now teasing Tre and tickling her. They must have been making too much noise, for a matron came by and asked them to please be quiet.

"So," started Isaac. "Brad, you...have a girlfriend?" He sounded a little hopeful.

"Nope," stated Brad,"not anymore."

"I'm sorry," said Isaac.

"I'm not. She was a bitch."

"Airheaded slut," piped up Tre.

"Well, that too. But now I'm free to go after Tre," he said as he slid his hand across Tre's upper leg.

"Stop that babe. Not here, not here!" Bonnie jumped out of her seat.

"Tre, we need to talk...NOW!"

"Uh-oh. I did something bad," she said.

"What'd you do?" asked Brad, completely oblivious.

"Don't know, but she's pissed."

"Don't leave," Brad grabbed Tre's hand as she tried to get away. "I love you!" he said in a highly over acted voice.

"Love me later, I gotta go. She barely ever has the courage to stand up to me, but when she does--"

"NOW!" Bonnie called sternly.

"Coming," said Tre meekly.

Once the girls reached the silence of the bathroom, Bonnie exploded.

"What the HELL are you doing?" she yelled.

"What do you mean? I'm not doing anything!" Tre yelled back.

"You're making Isaac miserable."

"I'm not doing a thing to Ike."

"Exactly my point. You're ignoring him."

"Am not..."

"Yes you are," said Bonnie slamming her lipstick down on the counter. "You're not talking to him, you're not sitting next to him. You're not acting like his girlfriend, you're acting more like Brad's girlfriend."

"I'm not Brad's girlfriend, and I'm not Ike's girlfriend," she snapped.

"Maybe not, but you have something special with Ike, and you can ruin that if you're not careful," said Bonnie. "In an mmmbop they're gone," she added. She and Tre stared at each other for a minute.

"That was stupid. 'In an mmmbop they're gone'? Did you have to quote that damn song?"

Bonnie laughed at Tre's comment. "Sorry, just slipped out."

Back at the table, the boys had somehow gottin into a conversation on Tre. Isaac, in what started as an attempt to reassure himself on where they stood, now was beginning to regret it. Before he knew what he was saying, he asked if Brad and Tre had ever kissed. Now he was on a roll of questions, and though he felt like an asshold and a jerk, he couldn't stop.

"So, you and Tre ever kiss?" he asked.

"Well, yeah. A fe times I suppose," answered Brad.

"Really? Did she kiss you?"

"Uh, you mean like her, start the kiss, be the instigator?"

"Yes."

"Yeah, she has, and so have I. What are you getting at?"

"He's in love with her," said Taylor bluntly.

"Tay!" said Isaac, hitting him upside the head.

"No, I understand," said Brad. "You think that there's something between me and Tre. Am I right?"

"Well, yes," said Isaac looking down at his plate.

"Isaac, Tre likes you. I won't say she loves you. She doesn't use that word too lightly. But I assure you, all that is between me and her is a very strong friendship, that's all."

When the girls came back to the table, the Hanson boys announced that they had to be going back to the hotel.

"Do you guys have to go?" Bonnie asked Taylor.

"Sorry, I'm afraid we have to," he said. "We have an interview in the morning...and I don't think Isaac can be around Brad for too much longer."

"Oh, okay. I understand," she replied. "Call me later then okay?"

"Yeah. I'll let you know what Isaac says too.Bye." He quickly kissed her good-bye and then left with his brothers after saying good-bye to Tre and Brad. Isaac and Zac left without saying good-bye to any of them, and the night ended on an unresolved note for Isaac and Tre.