isabella was with her family having breakfast. they were having waffles.

"pass me the syrup, bryan." isabella asked her brother.

bryan passed her the syrup and isabella spread it over top of her pancakes.

"so, did hyde's mom really just abandon him?" bryan asked.

"yeah, he's staying at eric's now." isabella replied.

"i really wish you wouldn't be friends with such a degenerate." mary said.

"mom, he's a good guy." isabella said.

it made her angry how her parents disliked hyde. he had never done anything to them.

"what your mother means is that he may not be the best influence for you, mija." david said.

"right, because that makes it better." isabella mumbled.

isabella spent the day in her room since she was upset with her parents.

she went downstairs for dinner and they were having pork chops and salad.

"so, how are you guys doing on finals?" david asked his kids.

"i got a c minus." bryan said.

"that's great!" mary said.

isabella rolled her eyes because if she got a c minus her parents would freak. she knew that bryan was just going to go to college on a football scholarship.

"what did you get, honey?" mary asked isabella.

"oh, i got a b." isabella replied.

"a b? you couldn't get an a?" her father asked her.

isabella felt her blood boil over her parents reaction.

"it's all that time you spend with that boy steven hyde. we told you he was a bad influence." mary said.

after that, isabella stormed off from the table and went to her room.

-

"so my parents are like, fighting all the time and they want me to choose sides. but i can't because they're both idiots. i don't know. i mean, i really think they're gonna get a divorce." donna said.

"donna." isabella said with a frown.

"oh, my god, donna, i am so sorry. but you know what? that very thing happened to a good friend of mine... and now she has twice as much stuff... twice as much clothes. and her parents even fought over who got to buy her a car." jackie said.

"not sure that's exactly what donna wants." isabella said.

"i mean, you're right, jackie. i mean, this whole divorce thing could actually work to my advantage." donna said.

"wait, what?" isabella asked.

"exactly." jackie said.

"yeah, i just have to make it very clear that my love is contingent on how much they buy me." donna said sarcastically.

"why am i even talking to you about this? you have a great handle on it." jackie said.

"excuse me, um... jackie, when exactly did you lose your soul?" donna asked her.

"um... cheerleading camp." jackie replied.

"makes sense." isabella said.

"and they're arguing and arguing and arguing." donna went on.

"okay... no offense, donna... but all this talk about your mom and dad fighting... well, it's boring me." jackie said.

"jackie." isabella said.

"really? well, talking about your hair was fascinating." donna said.

"hold it by the thumbhole!" they heard fez shout from upstairs.

"what the hell?" isabella said as the three girls laughed.

"okay, what are those idiots doing?" jackie asked.

"something idiotic. let's go find out." donna said.

they walked into the living room and saw eric standing up over the couch and kelso was holding a bowling ball.

"don't be such a baby. we just want to see how high it'll bounce. nothing bad can happen." kelso said as eric took the bowling ball from him.

"okay. forman, man, think. you are listening to kelso. don't do it." hyde told him.

"wait, wait, wait. now, you're telling me what to do?" eric asked.

hyde had moved into eric and since then, they've been fighting a lot.

"enough talk. do it." fez said.

eric dropped the bowling ball making it fall on the tv and break the screen.

"oh... see, i never even thought of that. later." kelso said running away.

"thank you." fez said running away.

"see you." jackie said leaving.

"bye." donna said following jackie.

"you guys are screwed." isabella said before following behind the girls.

-

"okay, michael, i want you to take me to the movies today." jackie said.

"way ahead of you, jackie. 2:00, smokey and the bandit." kelso said reading the paper.

"no. no, no, no. i told you. i don't want to see that again. i don't like the south." jackie said.

"i'm sure they don't like you either." isabella mumbled.

"do you want to see the goodbye girl?" donna asked eric.

"well, i would, but it has two basic flaws, no smokey and no bandit." eric said before giving kelso a high five.

"yeah, plus, isn't the goodbye girl, like, a girl movie?" kelso said.

"you moron. a girl movie is a make out movie." hyde told him.

"well, then i'm in." kelso said.

"me, too. i will come and watch." fez said.

"okay... t-minus one hour till the garage sale. oh, i feel like an astronaut." kitty said as her and red walked in.

"oh, red. remember how bad eric wanted these roller skates? oh... the yo-yo. aw... your plastic vomit. i fell for that." kitty said looking through an old box.

"yeah, you wanted a lot of my money, son." red told him.

"me and my damn childhood." eric said.

"you know, ms. forman, i feel real bad. i mean, you let me stay here and everything. i wish i had something to contribute to your garage sale." hyde said.

"oh, steven, your loving smile is contribution enough." kitty said patting his shoulders.

"no, it's not. run that upstairs." red said passing hyde a box.

"you heard him, kelso. move it." hyde said throwing kelso the box.

"you're an idiot." isabella said laughing at hyde.

"hey, uh, dad, donna and i were gonna go see the goodbye girl." eric said making red glare at him.

"yeah. well, i'm sure it's a great movie, eric... but you're gonna be helping with the garage sale. it's important." red said.

"oh, right. we're having a garage sale because you lost your job... i mean... because of all the clutter." eric said.

"everybody needs to work, eric. the gravy train has made its last stop." red said.

"okay, there was a gravy train?" eric asked.

"yup. and you missed it." red said patting eric's arm.

"oh, steven, i have a great idea. you could sell lemonade." kitty said.

"wow, stevey, sounds perfect." isabella said with a wink.

"mrs. forman, i've thrown a lot of rocks at kids with lemonade stands, and... lord knows i hate a hypocrite." hyde said.

"oh, he knows it." isabella said patting hyde's shoulder.

"you could have a little bake sale." kitty said.

"i pretty much beat up any kid selling anything." hyde said.

"steven, you could... just do a little table with some cookies and some brownies..." kitty said.

"i'm not much of... brownies? i could make brownies. because people love brownies!" hyde said.

"no, they don't." eric said.

"yes they do, eric." isabella said.

"oh, they love my brownies." hyde replied with a grin.