(Okay, so this is a story that is being written by me and my friend Katie at our sleepovers, generally around the time of three in the morning. So, as you will see, we might be a little sleep deprived.
Katie: Bring on the reviews and flames! YOU DON'T SCARE ME!! BWAHAHA!! -hums Rocky theme-
Okay then... Back to what I was saying. This isn't going to be updated as quickly as many others are, due to the fact that we only write it at night during sleepovers, but we hope that the wait will be worth it. Well, onto reading )

Disclaimer: We do not own anything in this story except for Izzy and Ella Cygnet, the gayness that is within Jacob (But we don't own Jacob), and the plot. The rest is Stephenie Meyer's, and we are not claiming to be in her in and way, shape, or form.
Katie: Even if we would like to...

Edward's New La Tua Cantantes

"Boyce, Gregory." The teacher read off of the list.

"Here." He responded.

"Burke, Billy."

"Yo." He said in a bored tone of voice.

"Cygnet, Ella."

"What? Who? Me? Oh, here." She looked very distracted.

"Cygnet, Izzy."

No reply.

"Ahem…Cygnet, Izzy." He repeated.

Again, no reply.

"IZZY CYGNET!!" He shouted, standing on his tippy-toes to see into the back seats of the school bus to figure out what seat she was in.

"Hmm? 'Sup, teach?" Izzy blinked as her head popped out of the seat.

"I would appreciate it if you would pay attention and respond when your name was called." He said sternly.

"Well, all you did was say my name. You gave no direction to say anything in response," she said acidly back.

"Oh, so you did hear me call your name?" He shot back, smug as he though that he outsmarted her.

"I didn't say that at all. I was just implying that you should give more specific directions when speaking. Of course, your voice is so quiet that maybe you did give them, but I didn't hear them. Speak up a bit, tall man, it's hard to hear from all the way down here." She was then pulled into her seat by her twin sister, Ella.

He glared at her with no response before returning to his role call, giving her an occasional sour look.

"Do you have to be a smartass wherever you go?" Ella asked.

"Yes." Izzy smiled and took out her iPod. She threw a pencil at Ella's head, although this was a wasted effort because of the fact that Ella could catch anything that you threw at her and had aim better than you could believe.

The teacher, Mr. Spatola, finished our busload of students and took his attendance sheet out to the other teachers.

An hour later, every student was accounted for. An announcement came over the speaker that was hooked up inside of the bus that said, "We will now be leaving for our field trip to Seattle, Washington." A cheer erupted from the 350 seniors that were going on the field trip. "Please sit back and enjoy the ride. We will try to make it as comfortable as possible for you."

For the next half an hour, they found this to be untrue. Mr. Spatola sat backwards in his seat, staring at the seniors and making them very far from comfortable. It was as if he dared them to do some 'funny business.'

Ella turned to Izzy, who was staring blankly out of the window. "Izzy, I have an idea on how to liven up this bus ride."

"Hallelujah! I'm so bored!" Izzy turned to her and listened to the plan that Ella had formed. A smile split across her face as she listened. "Genius!" Izzy searched through the pockets of her carry-on for the bus ride and held out two items to Ella. "I think that we're going to need these." Izzy then proceeded to pull out speakers to hook up to her iPod.

(Bwhaha! What are Ella's plans for the unsuspecting students of the bus? And what are the items that are needed? Dun dun dun! Find out next chapter! It will be coming soon (Only 4.99!) Just kidding.
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