A SECOND CHANCE

Disclaimer: I don't own anything as of yet.

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Ch. 1

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The phone rang. Lizzie picked up and heard a familiar voice carrying an italian accent greet her.

"Bonjourno, Lizzie?"

"Isabella! Hi!" Lizzie smiled. Two weeks had passed since she last saw Isabella Parigi at the IMVA's, and she hoped Isabella would keep in touch.

"Lizzie, how is it in... eh, Hillridge?" Lizzie knew Isabella would have a hard time remembering the name of the town where she lived. Most Americans had never heard of it!

"I'm good," answered Lizzie, "but I miss Italy. What have you been doing since the fall of the Paolo empire?" Lizzie heard Isabella laugh on the other end. 'Hey, it was kind of funny,' thought Lizzie.

"I am now working on my new album- solo!" Said Isabella, "I am wanting to call it 'On My Own,' but that is not what I wanted to tell you."

"What is it?"

"I want to record this beautiful song, but it must be sung by 2 people," Lizzie had a funny feeling she knew where this was going. "Obviously," Isabella continued, "Paolo is not an option. Would you like to record the song with me?" Normally, Lizzie would have refused out of pure nervousness, but since her adventure in Italy, she felt alot braver.

"Cool!" She replied, "I would love to do that, it's just... How am I going to get to Italy? My parents definitely won't want me to return now!" Lizzie scowled. 'Why does reality always have to get in the way?' she thought.

"But, Lizzie!" Isabella said with a VERY happy note, "I am to come to America to make this album! I AM MOVING TO CALIFORNIA! We can do the song together in Los Angeles!" Suddenly, there was squealing on both ends of the phone line. Lizzie was shocked. She had only met Isabella once before, but she felt as close to her as she did with Miranda (who was remaining in Mexico until the end of the summer, to everyone's dismay).

"Look," Isabella continued, "I will arrive in Los Angeles in two weeks. We will see eachother, and set a time to record the song." Lizzie nodded, and then realized that Isabella was on the phone and couldn't see her.

"Ok," Lizzie replied quietly.

"I must go, Lizzie," said Isabella, "Ce vediamo." Lizzie smiled. She slid into her flip flops and ran over to Gordo's house.

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