Hannah in Wonderland

"DROP TOP, SITTING NEXT TO CEELO! PACIFIC COAST HOTWAVE, THIS HAPPENS EVERY DAY! AND OUR SONGS KEEP PLAYING ON THE RADI-O, LIKE TWENTY TIMES A DAY, MAN THIS IS SO CRAYZAY!" she spun around, falling onto her little brother, Tyler.

"Shut up, Hannah! And get off me so I can call Christina!" he yelled at her before he shoved her off.

"Fine! I hope you and ManVoice have a stupid, gross conversation about how your so in LUUUUUUUUUUVVVVVVVVV!" she expressed, sticking her tongue out.

He pouted and ran into his room, flipping her the finger. "TOTALLY OFFENDED!" she screeched before he slammed his door.

She danced all the way into the bathroom and stopped at the mirror. She adjusted her R5 necklace and shoved her earbuds back in so she could listen to Ross sing with his sweet voice while she fixed her hair into a braid.

"Cali girls! Cali girls, like the way they move. Love the things they do, keep me up at night. I like them Cali girls! Cali girls, when they look at me. Not to hard to see that a Cali girl is what I need!"

She weaved her brown and golden high-lighted hair into a braided bun (her signature hairstyle) and stared at herself. If only Ross were my real boyfriend...

Little time later, she heard the door rattle and her dogs bark, and then car keys being carelessly thrown on the table.

Mom, she thought, cook me some pizza, woman! And, as if she read her thoughts, her mom said tiredly, "No, Hannah, I'm not cooking pizza!"

"Darn!" she yelled as she stomped out of the bathroom. She cut across the cluttered living room and bolted for her room. She slipped in the cracked door and shut it stealthily behind her. She kissed all 24 Ross posters on her wall and sat down, satisfied to hear the end of Cali Girls in her ears.

She grabbed the phone and dialed her best friend, Carissa, and that's where everything started.