Band Practice

Chapter 1
~*•Isabella•*~

"How come Kezia's so late?" I ask. I'm not usually this picky, but we've been here for a half hour already, in her garage. So she should be here.

Just then, she walks in, holding three new guitars. "Sorry, guys. I was getting a new guitar because my old one's busted. I swear I texted you?" she said. We all check our phones. No, she didn't. "Whoops." "Hey, why'd you buy three guitars?" I say. "One for me, one for Ferb, and a spare, if Phineas is doing guitar, or you." she replies, addressing me. "Oh. Well, Cool! Wait, how come your hair's pink?" "Not pink. I hate pink. Cherry ." "Fine, fine. Cherry. Why'd you dye it?" "Relax, I'm dying it back next week. I wanted to experiment. Anywho, shouldn't we practice? Come on, guys, it's been a half hour already, sheesh." she says, picking up her Buddcat Guitar.