I have this terrible habit of staring.
Ginger noticed it when we were only in Sparks together. Even long after our leader had been done speaking, I'd still be gazing out into space. Daydreaming of places unseen by humans and creatures that only existed in fairytales. I used to try and cover it up, I used to wear sunglasses whenever I could, or try to keep myself in a conversation. But, my head refused to come down from the clouds.
That's why I fell for Phineas.
He was so confident, and fearless, and I could relate to him. I always dreamed that one day; we could grow old together, living amongst the cumulous until the very end. He could make his awe-inspiring inventions and I would help and together we could be day dreamers. I could stare into his eyes forever. And never have to worry about blinking ever again. But my head wasn't in the clouds, like Phineas' head was in the clouds. I was a young girl, most young girls fantasize, most young girls get side tracked.
I was perfectly normal.
And soon, I grew out of that phase.
And I realized how different Phineas and I were.
Sometime I had to give up, sometimes there were things that even I thought were impossible.
I wasn't as strong as I thought I was. And Phineas doesn't pay mind to things like that. I was captivated by his motivation to never be burdened by the awful feeling of having nothing to do. It was always fun to be around him, we were never bored. We always had fun. But school came and went and soon we all branched apart into our own worlds. Baljeet ended up graduating early and Buford started putting more time into keeping his family life stable. But I hear he visits the little guy on weekends.
Most of my friends and I left the Fireside girls due to time conflicts. With school and meetings, I guess things just couldn't fall into place. Reading and writing were my strong points, and I put them to good use to keep up my grades and look for some early highschool jobs.
But, Phineas…
He just stayed in the same place he's always been. Sketching out projects and building models and constructing prototypes in his backyard. With everything that he does, it's a wonder he keeps his school work coming.
And where ever Phineas goes, Ferb follows.
