P POV
Key: P-Phineas F-Ferb I-Isabella
I was building the perfect machine which could combine the genetic material of different animals to become a rare species of an animal when suddenly Isabella walked past. She's my best friend but somehow whenever I see her, my heart beats like a drum. It's doing it now. Beating like a drum, that is.
"Oh, hey Phineas," beamed Isabella. "Watcha doing?"
"Working on a machine," I answered. Her usual question whenever she met me sounded cute. That special tone, with her long dark hair swinging slightly, giving off a slight citrus scent.
"That's nice," she smiled. "Want me to help?"
"Sure," I said. Her smile made my heart beat even faster.
She was about to help me when suddenly, Ferb (who had suddenly appeared out of thin air) said, "Hey Isabella."
"Oh hi Ferb!" she said. He took a seat next to her.
"So how's your Biology homework?" she asked him.
"Terrible. I don't know how to do one question," he said.
She laughed. It was melodious. "You don't know how to do ONE question? The people I know who complain that Biology is terrible claimed that they didn't understand anything!"
Ferb gave a slight smile. Ferb had this really cool British accent, which was why many girls liked him. However, he never had any special relationship, friend or girlfriend, with anybody. He only likes Isabella. Suddenly, I felt jealousy. Oh, why was I feeling this way?
"Phineas? Phineas, are you okay?" Isabella asked concernedly. Her tone comforted me.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I mumbled. "I guess I zoned out for a moment there."
Her dark eyes sparkled with laughter. "Yeah, I do that too. Especially during a boring class."
"Izzy!" Gretchen called. "We're supposed to hang out, remember?"
"Oh right!" Isabella exclaimed. She gazed at us apologetically. "Well, I guess I'll...see you both around then!"
"Bye!" We waved at her. She waved back and followed Gretchen.
I watched her retreating figure until it was out of sight.