A/N: Hello my old, new, and non-existent reviewers. I have been gone for a week but I'll always be ready to give you the chapters you need. Now that we're done with the sappy stuff, let's start the story, shall we?

"Oh nothing," Phineas responds.

"Don't give me that oh nothing crap. What were you thinking about? Is it a girl?" Ferb interrogates.

"It's just Isabella. She seems to have changed," Phineas tells him.

"Yeah, she's hot. Nothing else," Ferb replies.

"Ferb!"

"What?"

"Don't talk about her like that!"

"I can admit she's a smoking hot babe."

"Dude!"

"What? You want to tap that?"

"Oh my god. Quit it. I just meant her behavior. She seems so aloof from us. She usually just hangs out with her girl friends. She doesn't really talk to us anymore."

"It's high school, man. Things change. I think we can all hang at lunch if you plan it."

"That's a great idea, Ferb! Can I come into the room now?"

"Go ahead. No use for it anymore. You could always have your own time if you want."

"FERB!"

*telephone conversation between Isabella and Adyson*

"Adyson, don't lie to me, do you think what I did was too light?" Isabella asked.

"A little bit. You need to take a bigger step than just going to his house. You do that all the time. Get out of your comfort zone but bring a little comfort with you for security. Maybe have us and his group sit together at lunch?" Adyson suggested.

"Maybe. If he asks me, I will. I can't just ask him to join our table. It's a guy thing. I'll let him do it," Isabella told her.

"Great idea. Do you know what you're going to wear tomorrow?" Adyson questioned.

"I have these thigh high leather brown boots, black jeans, a white tank, and a black cardigan."

"Perfect! As usual, right?"

"I know. And my signature pink headband. It goes with everything. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye Iz!"

*Homeroom*

Isabella was secretly texting while the teacher was droning on about a dolphin club needing donations when she received a text from Phineas.

DO U WANT 2 SIT W/ ME LUNCH?-Phineas

SURE! ;)-Isabella

Isabella looked at him and smiled. Phineas smiled back.

"Isabella, Phineas, is there a reason your faces aren't toward me?" the teacher asked.

Isabella knocked twice on her desk and someone threw a crumpled up paper at the teacher. Everyone else followed and chaos became of the class.

It's good to be me, Isabella thought.

*lunch*

Isabella and her friends stood outside of the lunch room.

"You know the plan, right girls?" Isabella questioned.

"Yes. We scope for Phineas and Ferb's table and secretly tell you. Then we walk over there leaving the spot near Phineas open for you," Ginger replied.

"Correct. Now let's strut our stuff," Isabella told them.

They strutted inside the lunch room, got some salads, and started to find Phineas' table.

"P at 3 o'clock," Gretchen whispered.

The girls walked in that direction and positioned themselves between Ferb, Baljeet, Buford, and Django on the circular table with Isabella on Phineas' right.

"Hey Phineas. Whatcha doin?" Isabella greeted.

"Just eating. I've been thinking of a new invention and I was hoping you and the girls would like to come over today and help build," Phineas suggested.

"That's wonderful. I always love helping on your projects," Isabella said.

"Yeah. I also want to know if you want to help me on a special part of the project, just the two of us. I usually ask Ferb to help me but he would need to help guide the others with the other parts."

"I would love that. I really do."

Isabella wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.

"Woops, accident," Isabella replied bashfully.

*Ferb and Adyson*

"So Adyson, what are you doing tonight?" Ferb asked.

"Nothing why?" Adyson replied.

"I was just hoping we could go some place just the two of us," Ferb told her.

"Oh please. I would never go out with a player like you," Adyson scoffed.

"Oh please you can't resist me," Ferb brushed off as he grabbed her chin and pulled her in for a kiss.

Adyson saw this coming, grabbed her lunch tray, and dropped it on his head.

"I think I can resist that," Adyson said triumphantly.

*Holly, Milly, and Buford*

"Then I punched him in the right eye. He was blind for a month," Buford presented.

"You're so strong, Buford," Holly complimented.

"What sports do you play?" Milly asked.

"What sport don't I play? Football, baseball, swim team, captain and quaterback, captain and star batter, captain," Buford bragged.

"You are so awesome!" Milly cooed.

"He's uber awesome," Holly told her and held his arm.

"I want to hold Buford!" Milly said as she took his arm.

"No, I want to!" Holly argued.

"Ladies, ladies, there is enough Buford to get around. Now that you've got both my arms, do you think you could feed me?" Buford asked.

"Of course!" they agreed in unison as they spoon-fed him.

A/N: Excuse me while I barf. I guess we have started something at the table. I have so much more in store for all of you. The project might just premiere next time. Until then, ciao!