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Chapter 4
Phineas' POV
"I'm from Danville!"
My mouth fell open. She went to the exact same college as me? That isn't possible. I knew everyone! How? I was the quarterback of the football team, so I knew all the cheerleaders and the dance team members. All of them by name! Not only was I in the big sports and activities, I was in the small ones too,like the chess club. Once again, I knew everyone. And if I didn't know a few people, than my brother would. He'd also tell me. Plus she didn't even look familiar. I'd know a face anywhere!
"How long did you go there?" I asked trying to prove it wrong.
"I went for about 4 years, then i moved here." she looked as surprised as I was.
"What activities or classes did you do, if you can remember." I tiled my head a little bit.
"I was Student Council President, Class Senior, and captain of the cheer and dance teams."
"I was the quarterback for football, I did lacrosse, and soccer. I was the highest in my grade, I knew everyone. Why didn't I know you?"
She thought for a moment.
"I knew just about everyone too. I don't recall knowing you though." she began thinking again."What if we graduated and went in different years?"
I smiled at this.
"I graduated high school in 2005 and graduated college in 2009."
My smile dropped.
"Those are the same years that I graduated." I mumbled.
I heard her lightly chuckle as slammed my face into my hands.
"What high school did you go to?"
My head shot up.
"Danville West High school."
"Same"
She looked down at her hands. I did the same.
"I remember you."
I looked up, but she didn't.
"What?"
"I remember you." She said, now looking up at me.
"You probably don't remember me. I had a high ponytail everyday. I had braces and glasses. People always called me a stupid nerd. Mainly because of what I looked like and when I made something, it always blew up or didn't work. I remember you...because..."
He voice trailed off. She tilted her face down a bit. A small tear slid down her cheek.
"Shit, Flynn, what did you do!" I yelled at myself.
"I went you to you one day," she started "and you seemed mad or something.
~flashback~
Isabella's POV
I bent over to pick up my scattered books off the ground. As I stood up, someone slammed me into the lockers behind me. I slid down to the floor for a little more protection. When I looked up, a girl was standing there, looking like she was going to hit me or something.
"Marissa, please don't!" I cried.
Right before she swung a pair of hands grabbed her and gently pushed her to the side. A green-haired boy stepped into view. He held out his hand. I flinched. I thought he was going to hit me instead of Marissa.
"Are you okay?" A deep British voice asked.
I slowly looked up. I had my face halfway hidden behind my books and was pressed up against lockers. My only response was a small nod.
He smiled,"Would you like to come out?"
His hand was still stretched out for me to take. I hesitated at first but then grabbed it. He pulled me up. He pulled me up a little too close, so close that our noses were practically touching. I blushed. He took a step back. I noticed he hadn't let go of my hand, and as soon as I did, he let go.
"Where are you off to now?" He asked studying me.
"Um, I'm going to social studies, but I have to talk to a friend who's along the way." I said shyly.
He nodded.
Before I stared to walk off, he grabbed my hand again. I looked at him with a confused face. He let go a pulled out a piece of paper and pen from his pocket. He wrote something on it and handed it to me. It was a number. His number.
"If you're ever in need of saving again, call."
I looked at him and smiled. He smiled back and ran off.
I stuffed the paper in my pocket and ran off to who I was going to talk to.
When I reached him, he didn't notice that I stopped right by him. He never noticed anyway.
"Um, hey I need to talk to you for a-"
"Go away." he mumbled, cutting me off.
"Are you okay?"
"No! Now go away!" he snapped.
"Hey you don't have to be mean!" I said defensively.
I put my hand on his shoulder. Bad move.
He whipped around and pinned me against the lockers, making a clashing sound. Kids stopped and looked. I could tell he didn't care.
"Leave me the hell alone!" he screeched in my face.
As he began walking away, he pushed me to the ground. My glasses fell off and cracked. The kids went back to doing their own thing, not caring about me.
I began to pick up my stuff, but then a flood of tears hit. I stood up and took off to the bathroom.
I set my stuff down, wiped my face, and pulled out my phone. I thought about calling the guy that helped me earlier, but I called my mom instead.
~flashback over~
(Phineas' POV)
I stared at her in shock.
I remembered. I remembered that exact day. Why did I do that? What the heck was wrong with me?
She looked away from me.
"I knew it was you because you look exactly the same. It hit me that I had seen you before." she paused, "I should've called that green-haired Brit. He would've helped."
Wait, did she just say, green-haired Brit?
One word came to my mind. One name, to be precise.
Ferb.
I sighed. He had told me about this girl who he helped that she was bullied all the time. She was bullied. And she would never forgive me.
"I'm, so, so, so, sorry."
"You know, it was something that happened a long time ago, so, it doesn't matter anymore. What happened, happened. No changing that." she said.
I nodded.
Suddenly the door opened. A nurse in light blue scrubs came into view.
"Oh, good sweetheart, your awake." she smiled.
I knew I was going to have to leave.
The nurse did a quick check over Isabella. She then turned to me and said," I'm sorry sir, but visitor hours are over. If you would like, you could come back tomorrow." I nodded.
I smiled at Isabella before walking out.
As I drove home, the story Isabella told me haunted me. Why would I ever do that to a person with enough problems? Why would I do it in general?
Questions flooded my mind all night.
I'd find out soon.
Hey guys, hope you liked it.
Okay so I just HAD to put Ferb in the flashback. Phineas is going to talk with Ferb about it, and when Ferb hears about Isabella again, your gonna want to see, er, read what happens.
BTW, Phineas likes to be right.
Anyway, happy holidays, and i might not be able to get you guys the chapters as fast anymore cause I have a lot to so, ya.
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