piece of Monroe advice,” Hayden told Izzie. “If Mira is on the phone with someone named Taylor or Savannah, you might want to use your cell to make a call.”
Mira swatted him. “Don’t give her the wrong idea!” She smiled brightly at Izzie. “It’s not like I’m on the phone twenty-four-seven. And I’m never late.”
“That’s true,” Izzie’s uncle agreed. “Punctuality is a family motto to a fault.”
Izzie wasn’t about to mention that the Scott tradition was the opposite—never on time.
“Do you need help with your stuff?” Hayden asked, and the whole family peered out the door at Barbara’s old Taurus.
“Good idea,” Izzie’s aunt said. “Do you have boxes in the car, dear? Or did you need us to send a moving van? I’m sorry we weren’t there to help you move. This all happened so quickly,” she said, and pushed her hair behind her ears. She had on diamond studs the size of golf balls. “Or we can go pick your stuff up in the morning before we get you fitted for your school uniform.”
“I brought everything with me,” Izzie said, coloring slightly at the fuss. “Unless you need to send for my bed and dresser.” Barbara had carried two large boxes in with her, and there were a few left in the car, but she had taken everything that was important. At least she thought she had. Her head was still spinning from packing.
“That’s her bike strapped to the top of my car,” Barbara said, motioning to the Taurus.
“I can’t believe that’s all you brought,” Mira said. “I would have needed a U-Haul.” Her mother gave her a look and Mira instantly stopped talking, but it was too late. Izzie could tell already that her cousin was nothing like her, and she had a feeling Mira was thinking the exact same thing.
Izzie’s aunt wove her arm around Izzie’s awkwardly. “I guess we have some shopping to do this weekend. You’re in good hands, Isabelle. I’m an expert shopper.”
“She is American Express’s best customer,” Izzie’s uncle said, and Hayden and Mira laughed.
“We’ll have time to get you everything you need before school starts,” Izzie’s aunt said confidently, and Izzie tried not to feel weird that her aunt still had her arm. “I’ve already called ahead to make sure they have various sizes of the school uniform for you to try on at the town shop. We might even be able to get you a few dresses this weekend if we have time.” She winked and peered at Izzie’s duffel bag. “And I guess you’ll need a laptop, too, and—do you have a cell phone? No matter. We’ll have to switch you to our family plan anyway. I wonder if we have time to get to the Apple Store before brunch at the club. Hmm…” She waved her hand before Izzie could answer her. “Never mind. There will be time to go over all this. Things will be well in order by Monday. I promise.” She smiled. “This is a whole new start for you, Isabelle, and we want you to have everything you need to succeed.”
Uniforms? Laptops? Dresses? Izzie didn’t think she’d worn a dress since her sixth-grade graduation. She felt like she had just entered the twilight zone. How could people who barely knew her be so willing to give her everything she needed and more? The idea would have been exciting if she wasn’t still so upset.
“Why don’t you three give Isabelle a tour of the house while we go over a few things with Ms. Sanchez?” Izzie’s aunt suggested. “We can meet up for dessert in, say, half an hour?” She looked at her watch, and Izzie wondered if she was about to set a timer. “If you think of anything you might need for tonight, Isabelle, just let Mirabelle know. Pajamas, a toothbrush—she’ll get it for you.” Izzie watched her aunt, her uncle, and Barbara turn and walk down the hallway. They were talking in hushed tones.
“They are probably headed to Dad’s office. We’ll just go this way,” Mira told her, smiling as she led the group in the opposite direction. “So
Mira swatted him. “Don’t give her the wrong idea!” She smiled brightly at Izzie. “It’s not like I’m on the phone twenty-four-seven. And I’m never late.”
“That’s true,” Izzie’s uncle agreed. “Punctuality is a family motto to a fault.”
Izzie wasn’t about to mention that the Scott tradition was the opposite—never on time.
“Do you need help with your stuff?” Hayden asked, and the whole family peered out the door at Barbara’s old Taurus.
“Good idea,” Izzie’s aunt said. “Do you have boxes in the car, dear? Or did you need us to send a moving van? I’m sorry we weren’t there to help you move. This all happened so quickly,” she said, and pushed her hair behind her ears. She had on diamond studs the size of golf balls. “Or we can go pick your stuff up in the morning before we get you fitted for your school uniform.”
“I brought everything with me,” Izzie said, coloring slightly at the fuss. “Unless you need to send for my bed and dresser.” Barbara had carried two large boxes in with her, and there were a few left in the car, but she had taken everything that was important. At least she thought she had. Her head was still spinning from packing.
“That’s her bike strapped to the top of my car,” Barbara said, motioning to the Taurus.
“I can’t believe that’s all you brought,” Mira said. “I would have needed a U-Haul.” Her mother gave her a look and Mira instantly stopped talking, but it was too late. Izzie could tell already that her cousin was nothing like her, and she had a feeling Mira was thinking the exact same thing.
Izzie’s aunt wove her arm around Izzie’s awkwardly. “I guess we have some shopping to do this weekend. You’re in good hands, Isabelle. I’m an expert shopper.”
“She is American Express’s best customer,” Izzie’s uncle said, and Hayden and Mira laughed.
“We’ll have time to get you everything you need before school starts,” Izzie’s aunt said confidently, and Izzie tried not to feel weird that her aunt still had her arm. “I’ve already called ahead to make sure they have various sizes of the school uniform for you to try on at the town shop. We might even be able to get you a few dresses this weekend if we have time.” She winked and peered at Izzie’s duffel bag. “And I guess you’ll need a laptop, too, and—do you have a cell phone? No matter. We’ll have to switch you to our family plan anyway. I wonder if we have time to get to the Apple Store before brunch at the club. Hmm…” She waved her hand before Izzie could answer her. “Never mind. There will be time to go over all this. Things will be well in order by Monday. I promise.” She smiled. “This is a whole new start for you, Isabelle, and we want you to have everything you need to succeed.”
Uniforms? Laptops? Dresses? Izzie didn’t think she’d worn a dress since her sixth-grade graduation. She felt like she had just entered the twilight zone. How could people who barely knew her be so willing to give her everything she needed and more? The idea would have been exciting if she wasn’t still so upset.
“Why don’t you three give Isabelle a tour of the house while we go over a few things with Ms. Sanchez?” Izzie’s aunt suggested. “We can meet up for dessert in, say, half an hour?” She looked at her watch, and Izzie wondered if she was about to set a timer. “If you think of anything you might need for tonight, Isabelle, just let Mirabelle know. Pajamas, a toothbrush—she’ll get it for you.” Izzie watched her aunt, her uncle, and Barbara turn and walk down the hallway. They were talking in hushed tones.
“They are probably headed to Dad’s office. We’ll just go this way,” Mira told her, smiling as she led the group in the opposite direction. “So
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