What the heck? Honey, Greg was sick on picture day. Did you remember to send in a photo...

Greg Heffley: [seeing yearbook photo of Greg when he was a much younger kid] What the heck?
[Flashback to the Heffleys' kitchen. Frank is getting ready to leave for work, while Greg is eating breakfast]
Susan Heffley: [from the other room] Honey, Greg was sick on picture day. Did you remember to send in a photo of him for the yearbook?
Frank Heffley: [having clearly forgotten] Yeah! I remembered!
[in a hurry, grabs the first picture of Greg that he sees. The flashback ends, and a car horn honks, telling everyone to get out of the way. A red convertible pulls in, blaring loud pop music]
Rodrick Heffley: [notices the teenage girl in the passenger seat] That's Heather Hills.
Heather Hills: [to Holly] Get in.
Holly Hills: But I need to finish signing Greg's yearbook!
Heather Hills: News flash. I don't care.
Holly Hills: [to Greg] Sorry.
[gets into the car]
Greg Heffley: But you didn't...
Rodrick Heffley: [shoves Greg out of the way; to Heather] So... Heather. I'm going on a world tour with my band. If you're around, I could comp you chicks some tickets.
Heather Hills: [pointedly ignoring Rodrick; to her friend Madison, the driver] Let's go.
Greg Heffley: [to Holly] Wait! Holly!
[Before Greg can stop them, Heather and Madison speed off with Holly, deliberately rolling the car over Rodrick's foot in the process]
Rodrick Heffley: [hops in agony] AHH! OW! Ow! She was trying to act cool, but I know she was into me