~I wish time would slow down, stay right in that moment, all those years ago, when everything was perfect, just carefree fun~

Isabella was laying on her bed, wondering how it was possible that tomorrow was the first day of her senior year. It seemed like just yesterday she went to the Flynn-Fletcher backyard and asked Phineas, 'Whatch'a doin'?' everyday. A lot had changed since those days. Firstly, she had a boyfriend, and his name was not Phineas Flynn. He also wasn't her first boyfriend. By the time they reached 8th grade, she decided Phineas would never realize nor return her feelings, so she just gave up. She had her first boyfriend her sophomore year, his name was Alex. They were together for 6 months, then he dumped her for someone who was more popular. Isabella was heartbroken, and wouldn't talk to any guys other than Phineas and Ferb for months. Right before junior year, she befriended the cross country team's top male runner(she was the top female runner). His name was Jake. They really hit it off, and he asked her to homecoming. By the end of the dance, they were together. You may think life was going well for her, but secretly, all she wanted was to go back to being ten, with no drama and very little stress.

~I wish my best friend could see, that after all these years, I've fallen head over heals for her~

Phineas was in a similar position to Isabella; sprawled out on his bed, wondering where his life had gone. He wanted to go back to when he was ten and enjoyed inventing. Or at least back to freshman year, when he still had a chance with Isabella. Yeah, that's right, he fell in love with Isabella. He always liked her. He liked her when they were ten, and as a Senior in high school, he still likes her. But his problem has always been, he's way too shy to do anything about it. He had a chance to be with her freshman year, they even slow danced at homecoming, but he was too shy. He knew she would never want him in that way. He now wonders what would've happened, if he had asked her out. He sighed, looking out the window, to her house. "Jake's perfect," he muttered to no one, "I don't stand a chance."

~Isabella~

Not everything is completely different from when we were ten, just mostly. Phineas and Ferb are still my best friends, and are still rather creative. But now, they're not the cool ones. They run, like me, they don't play football or basketball or star in the musicals. They aren't the guys every girl is fawning over, because according to the average stuck up girl, they aren't particularly attractive. When we were ten, that's not what mattered, and still doesn't to me-even though, I'm not gonna lie, Jake is very attractive. I just wish life was simple again, back to inventions and fun, rather than grades, popularity, and perfection.

"Bella!" -Oh, yeah, I go by Bella now.

"Yeah mom?"

"You really should get ready for bed, it's getting late, and your senior year starts tomorrow!"

"Okay!" I got on Facebook and updated my status, 'Ah, I can't believe senior year starts tomorrow! =( =) =/?' I was about to exit when I saw 'Phineas Flynn likes your status' and then 'Phineas Flynn commented on your status.' I clicked the notification, 'I know right?! It feels like just yesterday we were having more fun than imaginable(now) in my backyard! I almost wish tomorrow was the beginning of that summer!' I smiled, 'Yeah, me too.'

~Phineas~

A notification box popped up 'Bella Garcia-Shapiro also commented on her status.' I clicked it and saw, 'Yeah, me too,' it made me smile. "If only I wasn't so oblivious back then…" Yeah, I know now that she liked me, I didn't then, but looking back it was really obvious.

Ferb walked in, "Self-pity gets you nowhere."

"Says the guy who's with the girl of his dreams! You and Gretchen are perfect together."

"I'm not her first boyfriend, and I liked her while she was with Eric, but I didn't pity myself, I was happy that she was happy and made my move when she was available."

"What if she doesn't become available?"

"Then, she's not the one, Phineas."

"That doesn't help."

"I'm sorry, but sometimes you need the blatant truth."

"I know, thanks Ferb."

"Mom told me to get ready for bed, so it probably applies to you too."

"Right," I looked out the window one more time, "I just wish I asked her when I had the chance…"