Disclaimer: If I owned the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, my penname would be AnneBrashares, not pinkpiggy2.
Hannah woke up the next morning and entered into the kitchen with a stretched yawn. Skye was reading his fantasy book at the kitchen table, practically curled into a ball. Hannah sighed; this is what she gets for having a weird mother.
"Hi Hannah," Skye looked up from his book, his big blue eyes sparkling. Hannah's heart did a flip-flop; she loved those eyes. If only the rest of him could be that cute. She gasped, a great idea flung into her head. She would fix Skye up; make him as cute as any boy she's ever dated.
"Hey Skye," Hannah proposed her idea. "How about instead of going to all those museums and monuments today, we go to the mall. You have to see our mall, it rocks everyone's socks."
"Um, I don't really like the mall," Skye blushed.
"It'll be fun," Hannah pleaded. "I'll buy, and we can get stuff to eat too."
"Okay," Skye gave up. "As long as we can go to the computer store, I need to see the latest model from Dell."
Hannah nodded and ran up to her room to change. She pulled on a pink tank top and a pair of faded denim jeans and slipped on a pair of flip-flops. She ran a brush through her hair and ran downstairs to see Skye was already dressed. "Let's go," she said, "I'll drive."
A/N: Just so you know, this is a year later, and they're all able to drive. Sorry I forgot to tell you that.
So when they got to the mall they headed to Hannah's favorite store for teens. Instead of checking out the sales on girls' clothing, she headed straight into the boys'. She pulled up some t-shirts and then she realized Skye's expression on his face.
"Okay, let me explain," Hannah sighed. "I'm obsessed with clothing and when I saw your eyes this morning it made me realize that you could use a few steps up in clothing. Stuff that brings out your eyes will make all girls all over you."
Skye shrugged, "If that's what you want to do."
So they bought Skye a couple of outfits and then they went to the shoe store.
"Here," Hannah said, "Are shoes. You wear them all the time, but you need better ones. Here, take these and these, and these, oh, I like these, don't forget these ones and this pair. You should be good for a while."
Skye raised his eyebrow, "whatever."
"Now about those glasses," Hannah looked at them thoroughly. "Get rid of them."
"I can't see without my glasses," Skye whined.
"So we'll get you contacts," Hannah implied. "I already ordered some; they should come in a few days."
"But…" Skye started, when Hannah jetted off to a jeans sale.
While this was happening, Becca was watching TV when Hunter came downstairs.
"Hunter, what would you like for breakfast dear?" Lena asked him.
"I don't know," he mumbled in his sleepy tone.
"Do you want eggs?" Lena asked.
"I don't know," he repeated.
"How about pancakes?"
"I don't know," Hunter said for the third time.
Becca giggled, "Do you want Lucky Charms?"
"Yippee, Lucky Charms!" Hunter ran into the kitchen squealing. Becca was rolling on the floor laughing.
Half an hour later, Becca and Hunter stood outside of the mall, waiting to make their way through the crowds to the skate shop. They stepped in and found the mall pretty much empty. "Where is everybody?" Becca asked.
"Is the mall usually like this?" Hunter asked. Becca shook her head. "Oh well," Hunter finished and they went shopping. After completing their adventure, they found themselves at the skate park, but that sure wasn't empty.
They walked in to find one person in the bowl tearing it up while the others rooted him on. The teenage boy had just pulled off a really cool trick and Hunter's jaw dropped. "Son of a crap," he said.
"Excuse me?" Becca asked.
"Son of a mmmm-map," Hunter covered. "Son of a map, which is a--- legend, and the legend is Elvis. So… Elvis!"
Becca raised her eyebrows and went into a giggle fit. "You are too funny," she said as she grasped for air.
"Who is that guy?" Hunter asked, changing the subject.
Becca took a closer look and then remembered, "That's Derek."
A few minutes later, Derek had stopped skating and Becca went up to introduce Hunter to him.
"Hi Derek," Becca greeted. "This is my friend Hunter from L.A. He thought you were really good. Hunter, this is Derek, he's my friend Zoey's brother."
"Hey man," Derek said, shaking his hand. "Your name's Becca, right?"
"Yes it is," Becca said, slightly annoyed that even now he didn't remember her name. "Yeah, so anyways, Hunter has like questions for you or something."
"Yeah, how'd you learn to skate like that?" Hunter asked. "I mean, I've been skating for years and I can't do half of those tricks."
"Well, my family's into football, but secretly, I hate it. So this is what I do when I'm pretending to be out throwing around the ball. Most people say it takes practice but really, I'm a natural," Derek answered.
So the boys got to chatting and all Becca could do was sigh. Her old crush liked her new crush, and the worse part was her old crush is a jerk, and related to one of her friends.
So while Becca was experiencing all of that, Hayden had felt a little weird about having a movie star in the house.
"Hey Tyler," Hayden asked, "When we go out in public, do I have to wear a disguise too?"
"Nope," Tyler answered without looking up from the TV, "Nobody knows who you are."
"This is really cool," Tibby sat down on the couch by him, "Can I use you in one of my movies?"
"Sure, do I get paid?" Tyler asked seriously.
"Nope, but you get to live here for a month," Tibby laughed.
"It's a deal," Tyler replied with a smile on his face. He turned off the TV, "That's enough television for me today. You want to go do something?" he asked Hayden.
"Sure, like what?" Hayden replied.
"Let's go to a small-town coffee shop, I've always wanted to," Tyler suggested.
Hayden nodded, "I'll drive."
Tyler didn't bring his disguise, instead he walked into the coffee shop in style, but Hayden froze when she saw who was standing behind the counter.
"David?" she asked as she approached.
"Hey Hay," David said coolly. "Who's your friend?"
"This is my boyfriend Tyler Banks," Hayden said not knowing what a stupid mistake she made.
Tyler gave her a weird look and David looked unimpressed, "What's his real name?"
"We'll have two medium vanilla lattes," Hayden ordered, ignoring David's question.
"Here you go," David said a few minutes later. Hayden carried the hot drinks to a table for two and suddenly felt Tyler's eyes beating down on her.
"Okay," Hayden said at last, "I used to like him. We went on like one date. He's my friend's half-brother and I haven't entirely gotten over him, just play along. We don't have to kiss or nothing."
"No way," Tyler refused. "This'll ruin my reputation."
Hayden's lower lip trembled and tears built up in her eyes, "You don't like me, do you?"
"Calm down," Tyler regretted what he said before.
Tears streamed down her cheeks and she started to sob. Tyler came over to her and gave her a hug, "I didn't mean it, I swear. I'll be your boyfriend for a little while until you tell him I'm not."
Hayden looked up at him, "Okay, I'll tell him when the time is right."
"I don't like vanilla lattes," Tyler sighed as he sipped his down.
Zoey walked down the street at the same time with Forrest when suddenly she saw Sean pull out of the driveway in his beat-up car. He stopped his car at the sight of her and got out.
"Hey Zoey ," Sean greeted her. "Introduce me."
"This is Forrest, he's staying with us because, remember your sister has someone too, and we're good friends," Zoey said, feeling confident.
"Just as long as you remember we're still in a relationship," Sean told her.
"No we're not," Zoey blurted. "You never call me, you never come to my house and talk to me, you never even told your friends about me. I can't do this anymore. I haven't gone on a decent date with you since like last year."
"Zoey," Sean said softly, "What happened?"
"You happened. I need someone who could be closer to me than you and he lives in L.A!" Zoey shouted.
"Fine, I think we should stop seeing each other then," Sean said absently.
"We haven't seen each other in a year!" Zoey exclaimed, frustrated. Sean stomped away, into his car, and sped down the street.
"That was awkward," Forrest finally said.
"Tell me about it," Zoey agreed.
"Do you want to be my- my- my girlfriend?" he faltered.
"I'd love to," Zoey said without hesitation.
Forrest kissed her and Zoey didn't refuse, just like her mother.
End of chapter 2. I hope you like this story so far because this is the sequel most of you have been waiting for. Again, if you haven't read the first story it really won't make sense, but I guess you can understand from the context of a few things. REVIEW!