"I never knew the day would come!" Isabella cried in her room. "I'm not going to school with Phineas!"
"Isabella! Please go pack up your backpack! We are leaving in 5 minutes!" called Mrs. Garcia Chaperio.
Isabella packed up her pink backpack. She was hoping she would get to go to school with Phineas, but she was going off to a private school. The fireside girls were a school thing. The club had gone into the summer. Isabella wanted to continue, but her mother said there would be many more clubs to join at Denton Preparatory School.
Isabella hoped that there would be nice people at Denton Prep. Isabella had wanted to wear her nicest pink dress, but had to wear a boring grey uniform. She could see Phineas carpooling with his friends. "What about me? Why can't I go to Danville Junior High?" she thought.
Isabella went into the car. Her mother drove her across the tri-state area to an unknown hillside where what lay atop was Denton. "Phineas was talking about how only snobby rich people go here, but I'm not snobby." Isabella thought.
Her mother drove through the carline, very proud. Isabella stood in the waiting area alone. All her fireside friends were at Danville Jr. High. "Hi, I am Emma. I'm new here. I moved here from England. I was going to go to Danville Jr. High, but my mom said I must go here because there is better education." Emma introduced herself.
"I'm Isabella. I was also going to go to Danville Jr. High, but my mother wanted me to go here. Same reasons. I'm sort of nervous." Isabella whispered.
"Hey new kids! Are you too chicken to introduce yourself to some real people. I heard there was a girl transferring from Danville Junior High! School for the poor!" a voice called out from a mob of kids.
Out stepped Milly Gordon, the richest and snobbiest girl at the school. Emma and Isabella looked straight at her and frowned. Her fishtail braid all the way to her peep toe heels made her stand out. The blue jewelry looked like a million bucks.
Isabella ignored Milly, continuing her conversation with Emma. "Hey black hair girl, come here for a second." Milly rolled her eyes.
Isabella knew Milly was talking to her, because Emma had blonde hair. Isabella stepped up. "Why don't you hang with us?" that blonde is as ugly as ever. We also get all the hot guys." Milly smirked.
