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I sat next to Phineas underneath the large, lone tree that provided our one source of shade on these hot summer days. We'd lived in this house since how long-I can't even remember-yet we never seem to get tired of hanging in the backyard. Just as well because it was always the best place to work on our inventions. Though now with the added drama of our not-so-new-entrance into teenage life it became difficult to find the time. Not that it ever really bothered Phineas.
He was oblivous to most of the pros and cons of teenage life. Even his changing looks. Phineas' head didn't look so large and awkward on his new framed body I couldn't help but notice. His shoulders had grown broader, his torso more square. His arms were no longer small and skinny, they were large and muscular. He had grown tall too. Obviously not taller than I, considering I've been taller than him his whole life, and older for that matter. Fortunately he did notice the stubble that formed on his chin now, it woud be horrid, looking at my brother with a beard that stretched to his knees. Even his fiery red hair became more shaggy and now reached the back of his neck.
Me on the other hand, I hadn't really changed much, although I had filled out a bit. I liked to keep my green hair long but not below the neck or eyes. I changed from suspenders to jeans and a white tee. My arms had gotten bigger too, but not without excercise, Phineas just grew into it. I was still taller than him by a couple of inches though, which I constantly bothered him about. Yet, it still hadn't been enough to capture the eyes of Vanessa.
Vanessa Doofenshmirtz, the girl I couldn't get out of my head. I may have been older than Phineas but I wasn't close enough for Vanessa, who was still three years away. Monty Monogram the guy with the big nose was her thief. The one who stole her heart. I sighed as thoughts or her filled my mind.
Phineas snapped his fingers suddenly in front of my face, shaking me out of my obsessive thoughts. "Ferb, what do you think of this?" He asked, holding a set of blueprints in front of my face. I nodded absentmindedly. Phineas studied my face for a second. "Dude? Are you alright?" He asked concerned. I gave him a small smile, Phineas was always concerned which is ironic considering how oblivious to everything he could be. He looked like he was about to say something more until the gate opened.
"What'cha doin'?" A familar voice asked from over the fence. A raven haired girl poked her head around the fence. "Isabella!" Phineas exclaimed happily. Over the years, the bond between the three of us had stayed strongest out of our group. Buford and Baljeet along with the Fireside girls were still good friends though. I nodded hey to Isabella. "Hi Phineas, hi Ferb." She said sweetly.
Years after years of crushing on Phineas Isabella had really come out of her shell. Every month she would be a little more blunt and a little less innocent. Dressing differently, a bit more revealing maybe. The next time touching him a bit more often and more intimately than usually. Or maybe it'd just be getting her face close enough to his where his shaggy hair would brush against her pink cheeks. Yet never was there any reaction from Phineas. And after each and every attempt I would console a tear stricken Isabella in my room.
She sat down on the grass next to Phineas, her legs overlapping his. I took notice of the new shorts she wore that gripped her curves amazingly. I also took notice to the new cardigan she was wearing over her white tank top. She now wore her hair without her usual trademark bow, which she started wearing around her neck on a gold chain.
"So what do you guys have planned for today?" She asked. "Well I was just working on this new invention that works almost like a genie..." As Phineas droned on about the invention to an interested Isabella I waited for the right time to envoke her new plan. She quickly glanced over at me and lifted her eyebrows in a way to tell me it was time. "You two would make such a good couple it's not even funny." I blurted out a little uncertainly. Isabella bit her lip and closed her eyes letting out a shaky laugh. "What? Ferb where did that come? You know me and Isabella are just really good friends. The closest of the close right Izzy?" He replied with a laugh. Isabella swallowed. "I-I have to use the bathroom." She replied softly, her voice barely incoherent as she ran inside the house. I sighed and stretched. "I think I'm going in for a nap." I said, faking a yawn. Phineas raised an eyebrow. "I thought you wanted to get started on the-" "Later." I replied standing up. Phineas shrugged and then began looking over the blueprint, probably to check for any errors. "I'm gonna call over Buford and Baljeet, see if they want to help." He told me as I headed back upstairs. I nodded in response, opening and closing the door behind me.
Walking through the kitchen I heard Candace talking on the phone to Jeremy. "She's sick? Well give your mother my condolences. Fevers are so horrible. I remember one time when I got a fever and..." She trailed off onto one of the stories of her sickness getting into the way of busting us. Nowadays she's more interested in her third year of college, she plans on transferring to Jeremy's to get an education from abroad with him in London. She plans on joining a university a couple miles from Jeremy. I heard a sob come from upstairs and I ran into my room. I found Isabella sitting on my bed. Perry laid across from her on Phineas' bed, as if he was unsure of what to do. But hey, he's just a platypus, he doesn't do much.
I sat next to Isabella and put an arm around her waist. "Hey, you okay?" I asked her unsurely. Isabella looked over to me with red eyes. "No Ferb! No I'm not okay. Did you not witness what just happened down there. He doesn't see me as anything other than his lame, friend. His old pal. His good chum. That's not where I wanted to be by now. Ferb I'm sixteen now! I've been chasing after him for years and he doesn't even want me! Maybe it's me. Maybe I'm just not good enough. There has to be something wrong with me if he doesn't want me after all this time." She said sniffing as a new wave of tears formed in her eyes.
"Isabella. Don't ever say that. Isabella look at me." I said grabbing her chin and turning her to look me in the eyes. "Don't you ever think you're not good enough. You are a smart intelligent girl Isabella. He should love everything about you. If he doesn't then that's his loss. You are way beyond good enough Isabella." "No I'm not I'm flawed." She said sadly. "Everybody's flawed." I laughed gently. She tried to look down, making her cheeks look squished and her face reminded me of an adorable fish. "I have to many flaws." She said through chunky cheeks. "Flaws are imperfection and imperfection is art. Art is beauty. Beauty is loved by many. And who wouldn't love you?" I asked as she looked up at me again, her face returning to normal.
"Who wouldn't love the way you're hair falls over your shoulder and covers half your face when you're focused on something. Who wouldn't love the way your cheeks flare up when you get embarrased? Or how your eyes twinkle when you laugh? Those big beautiful eyes. And who wouldn't love the way you fidget with your thumbs whenever you're nervous. Or maybe it'll just be that beautiful smile of yours that happens to be extremely infectious." Isabella broke into a grin as she looked down. "Ferb, stop..." She mumbled.
"Or those pretty developed little curves of yours? How you sashay around like a model? How you can silence a crowd with a bat of the lashes? Who couldn't love Isabella Garci
a-Shapiro?" I said. She looked me in the eye again and this time it felt different. I started chewing my bottom lip. I looked into her eyes and this time I couldn't look away. They were like a magnet now, pulling me forward, and I couldn't break away. I noticed far too late how close our mouths were now getting. I realized way after that our lips were only seperated by a couple of inches, that our foreheads were touching. My hand still positioned on her chin, I thought about whether or not to make the next move. Did I even want to? Hell, it's always worth a shot. I pulled her chin to mine, our lips melting into each other.
Isabella let out a small moan of satisfaction and I couldn't help but smile against her own soft, pink lips. I couldn't find the strength to move away when we moved so perfectly together. The space between our bodies grew closer and closer with each time we moved our mouths together. My hand finally found a resting place on her waist.
I didn't want it to end but it had too. I couldn't sit up here making out with a girl who loved my oblivious little brother...could I? Suddenly, Perry made his usual sound, shocking us both. Isabella sharply moved away from me, looking down and trying to brush some hair from her eyes. I swallowed, not knowing what to do. She stood up and backed against the wall, her chest rising up and down with each heave. I couldn't help but take notice and when she met my gaze she crossed her arms over her chest awkwardly. "I...um...I should...I should go home..." She sputtered, moving quickly to the door. I nodded slowly, trying to fight the urge to lick her taste off of my lips. She slid out of the door and I listened to her footsteps bound down the stairs as the door slammed in a hurry.
I took a deep breath. What was that?I thought to myself. I never felt attracted towards Isabella, right? I could barely think straight after that kiss. It felt too...good. I know she had a thing for Phineas but right then and there I wished she didn't. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. She did have a thing for my brother, and who was I to trump on her her crush like that. I looked out the window at Phineas. He had invited Buford and Baljeet. I swallowed again, I needed Phineas to do something about this. He can't just leave Isabella out to dry when she was so obvious about this. Literally everyone besides him knew about this whole thing. If he wasn't such a baffoon then maybe he wouldn't be so stupid to this. I don't even know why I was getting so mad about this. I'm just mad for Isabella, I told myself. What else could it be? I thought.
Interesting enough right? Wonder what's gonna happen next! Why would I know though, it's not as if I control the outcomes of the story. No seriously, I don't, the character's do. Does that make enough sense? Anyways, new chapters coming soon my dearest dears.