Hey, it's fashionandstylegurl, and I'm back! Yeah! First of all, thanks to everyone that responded so quickly to my update. That really warmed my heart considering that you guys still want to read this story. And second of all, hope you guys like the chapter. This is, like, the quickest update I've had in a super long time. I just hope this chapter is satisfactory for you guys. Anyways, how was everyone's Spring Break. If you're a student like me, I'd love to hear all your fun times while you didn't have to worry about school. Mine was for two weeks, luckily. I just stayed home and went on a double date with my boyfriend, my best friend and her crush. It was kind of interesting. We watched the Hunger Games. It's really good, by the way. I was trying to zap the two pimples on my nose. I was washing my face for 3 times a day! I was that desperate to get it out! I also got addicted to the Pokemon anime. My Spring Break was fun and hilarious. The only thing I wish I could cut out is my piano lessons. I HATE PIANO! And I also want to cut out my dentist appointment. They had to clean my teeth. I absolutely hate when they do that. It's so annoying! Oh yeah, before I forget, partial credit goes to Perry Is Cato for submiting those colors that are mentioned in the story. Good job Perry Is Cato! 55 reviews please. You guys are amazing! Seriously, without you guys, I would think my story's a wreck.
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And here comes the disclaimer...
Isabella: Hey fashionandstylegurl. What'cha doin'?
Me: Nothing much, just need the disclaimer.
Isabella: Can I say it? Pretty pretty please?
Me: Yeah, sure, definitely!
Isabella: Yeah! Fashionandstylegurl doesn't own a single thing mentioned in this story except for the plot and her OC's.
Me: Thanks! Can I get into your pool?
Isabella: Why not? Let's go!
Isabella's POV
"Yes, Isabella did cheat!" Taylor repeats in an annoyed tone.
"How?" Gretchen asks. "We all know she's innocent."
"But you guys don't know she was using this!" Taylor says. She grabs something out of her pocket. It was the Fireside Girls handbook.
"Caitlin," I start. "Why would I use the Fireside Girls handbook for something as simple as sowing a girls clothes back together?"
"I have no idea!" she says fakely. I could see right through her tone. She plotted this for revenge.
"Isabella, is this assumption true?" Eliza asks. "Did you cheat?"
"No I didn't." I say.
"She's so in denial." Taylor taunts. "Isabella can't tell the truth."
"Yes I can!" I yell, trying to defend myself. "And I didn't cheat! Caitlin just set this whole thing up!"
"OK, did anyone record this?" Eliza asks impatiently. "ANYONE?"
"No one did, Eliza." Holly answers truthfully. "At least, I don't know anyone who did. Besides, didn't you say we couldn't have any electronics while the competition between Isabella and Caitlin was going on?"
"Yeah, I did say that, didn't I?" Eliza mumbles. "Well, since we have absolutely no proof that Isabella didn't cheat, she will be dethroned from the Fireside Girls Troop Leader."
"What?" Gretchen and I scream in unison.
"Yep." Eliza says. "Cailtin will be the Fireside Girls Troop Leader for the time being. We need more evidence to verify if Isabella cheated or not. Isabella will still stay in the troop, but if evidence shows that she cheated, bye bye Isabella."
"You can't do this!" I yell. "I'm telling the truth, I didn't cheat!"
"We'll have to see about that." Eliza says. "I'm getting a lie detector in here for you." Eliza leaves in a hustle. Everyone stares at me, and Adyson says...
"Well, this is awkward. And Taylor, congrats!" I fake smile at Taylor. I know this is just a phony lie, I just do.
Phineas' POV
I'm on the bus going to school. Everyone was piling up the back. Like, the last 3 rows in the bus were piled with everyone from our class. I was sitting next to Taylor, Isabella was with Gretchen, Buford was forced to sit with Baljeet, Ferb and Django got to sit together, and Katie, Milly, Holly, Ginger and Adyson. Irving used to go on the bus, but he was banned. He brought a super duper bouncy ball that I gave to him this summer. Oh, how I miss inventing things starting at the break of dawn. And Isabella would always chime "What'cha doin'?" at me and I would always smile. Those are some great memories. Anyways, he bounced it one time and it hit the bus driver's head. So he got banned from the bus for the rest of the school year. We were revealing our most embarrassing moments.
"So I tripped and a huge rip was in my pants right where my boxers are the next day. But that day was the day of my paino recital. And since my mom forced me to wear that pair of pants for the piano recital, my underwear was showing through the whole time I was playing piano!" Django says. We all were laughing like crazy.
"Kids, get off! We're at school!" our grouchy bus driver yells. Our bus driver used to be so nice. She would bring us McDonald's every single Friday! But, fter her ex-husband filed a divorce, she became our worst nightmare. Everyone grabbed their backpacks (or in Taylor's case, their overly designed tote bag) and tried their best not to make eye contact with her. We all barged into Ms. Black's room.
"Hey kids!" Ms. Black says while smiling. It seems fake, but it also seems so genuine. All of us sat in our assigned seats. I don't really mind my assigned seat. It's with Taylor and across from Ferb. It's great.
"So I have an annoucement!" Ms. Black says. "After you turn in your assignments about the animal you chose you can get out of school to go to 5th grade Prom with the rest of the 5th grade classes for the whole day!" I heard woos and clappingeverywhere. I also heard whining and complaining from our very own Baljeet.
"No way!" he says. "There's no way I'm missing a full day of school!"
"You either go or you fail the semester." Ms. Black threatens. Wow, she's very sweet.
"Never mind." Baljeet says while sighing a little bit. I chuckled, and some people started to laugh really hard.
"And we also need 2 chaperones for the Prom. If any of your parents are interested, please let them contact me or just tell me!" Ms. Black says.
"OK." everyone says in unison.
"Anyways, I hope everyone has a good time!" Ms. Black says. "And remember, 10 pages!"
"Got it." everyone says in unison. We were all bored to death, except for Baljeet, who said it with happiness.
"OK, let's go to the computer lab so then you all can work on your papers." Ms. Black says with enthusiasm. We all line up to head to the computer lab. I get a computer and log on. I then place my flash drive into the computer and scan my paper. My animal is a dog and I just need one more page and I'm done. But, instead of doing work like we were supposed to, I imagined Taylor and I dancing at the 5th grade Prom. The first time she was wearing a elegant, long red dress. The second time she wore a strapless, sparkly green dress that went down to her knee. The third time she was wearing a sexy, indigo short sleeve dress that went mid thigh. I was going to imagine the fourth time until I heard Ms. Black's voice echo through the imagination. Yep, I was snapping back into reality.
"Phineas, you have to do your work!" she yells at me. "Snap, snap!"
"Yes, Ms. Black." I say reluctantly. I just can't wait until the 5th grade Prom.
Isabella's POV
I was at the Fireside Girls hideout with Gretchen, Holly, Ginger, Adyson, Milly and Katie. Katie was late, but not even near close as Taylor. Katie came 5 minutes late, but Taylor came 30 minutes late.
"I'm here!" Taylor chimes. I roll my eyes.
"Look who finally showed up." I say. "Do you know how to read time?"
"I do." Taylor says. "I just need time for hair and make-up so then I look perfect." Then Taylor poses. I do have to admit, her hair looks shiny and silky and her face looks flawless with her pink lip gloss, blush and mascara. She doesn't need foundation because there's absolutely nothing wrong with her face. But, she doesn't need to look good to get patches. That just makes no sense.
"Anyways, I have an annoucement!" Taylor says. She stood on a table to get everybody's attention. But, not everybody wanted to listen to her annoucement, especially me. We all just kept talking in our little side conversations until Taylor stomped on the table with her high heels. It made a super loud and annoying sound.
"I SAID I HAVE AN ANNOUCEMENT!" Taylor shouts in a bull's horn. It was really loud, so all of us covered our ears. We then turned to her attention. Taylor looked relieved that we're finally paying attention to her. She then opened her mouth to speak, but Eliza barged out of a room I never knew about.
"Isabella, the lie detector awaits you." she says. I sigh as I reluctantly head over to the hidden room that just magically appered before my eyes. I really want to know if Taylor's going to head out with the others to get a new patch that I'm not going to earn because of this dumb tall tale Taylor made up. When I got into the room, it was barely lit. I saw this weird contraption. It has two microphones, one on each side, and I saw teensy tiny lights blinking green, yellow, blue and red. It took up about the whole room.
"Isabella, all you have to do is answer the questions I ask you in that microphone over there." Eliza explains. She pointed at the microphone closest to the door.
"OK." I say shyly. I take a deep breath before sitting down on the chair close to the microphone I have to speak in. Eliza sits on a chair close to the other microphone and presses a lot of buttons in a specific order. Then she smiles.
"OK, we're ready." Eliza says. "Do you own the Fireside Girls handbook?"
"Yeah, every Fireside Girl is required to have one." I answer.
"Were you using any other items in the competition besides the sowing kit?" Eliza asks.
"No." I answer. "At least I don't think so."
"Did you know Cailtin before this competition?" Eliza asks. How am I supposed to squirm out of this?
"Yes, I did actually." I answer. It is kind of the truth.
"How?" Eliza asks. Of course she's curious.
"Well, we met when we were little." I answer. Again, kind of the truth.
"And?" Eliza says. "Go on."
"Well, we weren't the best of friends. More like frienemies." I answer. Again, kind of the truth. We used to be BFF's, but then she turned on me. I don't even know what I did wrong to this day.
"OK." Eliza says. "That's it, well at least for now. The results will come in sometime soon. But, for now, just stay out of trouble." Eliza looks at me sternly. I nod slowly. My eyes were widening because I was freaked out. I exit the room to see all the other girls. They were either smiling, or frowning with fear and disapointment. I wonder what Taylor did this time.
Taylor's POV
"I'm here!" I chime. I look around and see all the girls. Isabella was rolling her eyes at me.
"Look who finally showed up." Isabella says. "Do you know how to read time?" Wow, that was rude and mean.
"I do." I say, trying my best to defend myself. "I just need time for my hair and make-up so then I look perfect." Then, I strike my perfect pose. I did look really good. My hair was both silky and shiny and my face was extravagant with the dark pink lip gloss which brought out the light pink I also applied on my lips. I only put on a hint of blush and mascara can't hurt anyone, especially Gretchen and Milly. They don't have long eyelashes. You can always look stunning, no matter what scenario you're in.
"Anyways, I have an annoucement!" I say. I step onto the table to get all of the girls attention. No one payed attention, though. They all enjoyed their own litlle side conversations. Since I was wearing high heels, I stomped on the wooden table. It made a loud sound I was used to, because my mom would always stomp with her high heels when my dad and her would fight. I grasp a bull's horn that I saw hanging on a hook.
"I SAID I HAVE AN ANNOUCEMENT!" I yelled in the bull's horn. Everyone finally turned in my direction so then they could listen to what I have to say. I sighed in relief. I opened my mouth to say something when Eliza just had to barge into the room.
"Isabella, the lie detector awaits you." she says. Isabella looked disapointed as she went into the secret room. I smirked and smiled evily. My plan is perfect.
"OK, so you guys know about the 5th grade Prom, right?" I say. All of the girls nod.
"OK, so I would always do this back in my old school." I start. "Someone draws a piece of paper which has a color on it. Whichever color they draw, they must wear only that color to the Prom." I heard groans everywhere.
"What if we get a color we don't like?" Milly asks.
"Then too bad!" I say. I heard even more groans now. "Come on! This will be fun!" I tried my best to convince them. "OK, I'll draw first." I grab the bowl that had the pieces of paper in it and I take a piece of paper out. "I have to wear emerald green." Some people start to chuckle. Then, everyone loved the idea. I wrote down everyone's colors. Here it is...
Taylor-Emerald Green
Holly-White
Katie-Aqua Blue
Adyson-Pink
Ginger-Yellow
Milly-Brown
Gretchen-Orange
That was the list. Holly, Ginger, Adyson, Katie and I were excited while Milly and Gretchen weren't too happy about their colors. Isabella came back. I shoved the last piece of paper into her face.
"Here." I say. "You have to wear this color and this color only to the 5th Grade Prom." Isabella shrugs and reads it. I glance at what she got and write it down onto the list.
Isabella-Ruby Red
Isabella's POV
I love the color I get to wear to the Prom. Can't wait! I got home and went to my room. My mom was cooking, and she doesn't want to be disturbed when she's cooking. I plop onto my bed and look around. I saw Justin Bieber, Selena Gomez and Katy Perry posters, my dresser, my desk and a Hannah Montana poster. When did I put that on? I hate Hannah Montana! I rip it off of my wall to find a tube leading to somewhere. I decided to go into the tube to see where I would end up.
"Aaaahhhhh!" I scream. The tube took me down, up, upside down and around everywhere. When I finally landed on hard ground, I was really dizzy. When I regained my self-control, I saw Pinky sitting in a chair while this woman was telling her something through a screen.
"Pinky, I would tell you to stop Professor Poofenplotz's evil schemes, but we have something more important. Ms. Black is trying to kill our organization. Here's a picture of her..." the face screen tells Pinky. I then saw Ms. Black's face pop on the screen. OMG!
"She's using her fake teacher career to figure out everything about the animals we recruit here. You must be on your edge, Pinky. We're counting on every animal in OWCA to help." the face screen says. Ms. Black's not a teacher? She's evil? What am I going to do?
I'm so shocked. This chapter is more than 3000 words long! I can't believe it! Anyways, 55 reviews and I really want to hear about your Spring Break! I'm fashionandstylegurl, and peace out! See you guys on the web!