All right! Sorry I made you wait so long! Haha, I don't do weekends. They're my days off.
Anyways. Cover Art. Come on.
You know you love me, IzzytheGreat14
The next day, Buford picked up Jill in his convertible and they went to school together.
Isabella and Phineas were just getting off the bus. And they were holding hands.
Looks like they made up, thought Jill.
Akkk! More mushy-gushiness! thought Buford.
Jill got out and ran toward Isabella. Isabella smiled and let go of Phineas's hand to run over to her.
"OHMIGOSH! BUFORD KISSED ME!" Jill squealed, in the way girls do.
"OHMIGOSH! THAT IS SO CUTE!" Isabella squealed back, in the way that only she could manage. It was part girly-girl, part edgy, and part totally-freaked-out-in-a-good-way.
Just then, an unfamiliar car pulled up.
A girl climbed out sinuously. She flicked her blond hair over her shoulder as she shut her car door. She was as beautiful as a movie star. She was wearing a pale blue pantsuit. It made her look more beautiful, instead of making her look thirty-two. She was clearly too old for high school, but she looked too young for college.
When Buford saw her, he went pale.
Jill glanced over. "What's wrong, Buford?" she asked with concern.
Buford just shook his head as the girl sauntered over.
"Hey, Buford," she purred. "Remember me?"
Buford shook his head to clear it. "Of course I remember," he said. "How could I forget?"
The girl turned to Jill.
"And who's this? I don't remember you...are you new?"
Isabella's body went rigid. The girl turned.
"Ah, Isabella. So you remember me," she cooed, waggling her fingers at the head cheerleader.
"Of course I remember," Isabella said, sounding ten years old. "Why are you back?"
The girl threw her head back and laughed. Her voice was like tinking bells.
"Why? I decided to come back and say hi," she said with laughter in her voice.
Just then, all the paparazzi pulled up. The girl rolled her eyes.
"Miss Garcia-Shapiro!" they called. The girl turned. She glided into the school. Everyone turned to watch her.
"Garcia-Shapiro?" Jill asked.
"Yes," Isabella said through her teeth with her fists clenched. "She's my older sister, Maria. She's famous. She used to date Phineas...and Buford."