A/N: Happy Easter everyone! I know this chapter is also a bit short, so I'll be posting two chapters today. Hope you enjoy them!

Monday morning

Phineas sighed, running a hand through his hair as he rummaged around in his locker. "Now where did I put-"

"Phineas?"

He poked his head around the side of the door, stomach somersaulting at the sight of the person in front of him. He gulped. "H-hey Isabella." He quickly looked her up and down. "You look nice today."

She blushed. "Th-thanks." An awkward silence passed between the two teens. "I just wanted to say thanks." She paused. "For, um, looking out for me Saturday night. I...didn't mean to get that drunk."

"Oh. Yeah. No problem."

"You didn't tell my Mom did you?"

He smiled. "No."

"That's good..." she paused. "Soo...how was class?"

"Good."

"That's...good, I guess." Isabella glanced to the side. "Well...I guess I should get going. Big test in history today..." She went to walk away, only for the red head to speak up.

"Izzy?"

She turned around. "Yes?"

"Did you mean what you said about that outfit you were wearing Saturday? That you wore it for me so I would notice you?" He paused, remembering something. "Did Ferb really say you looked hot?" Isabella giggled. "Don't laugh Izzy."

"I'm sorry Phin, but...I don't think I remember telling you that."

"You don't?"

"No. Sorry."

"Well, that's a relief."

"What?"

"I said 'that's a relief.'"

"Why would you say that?"

"Well..." the red head trailed off, looking around and rubbing the back of his neck before turning to her. "When you told me what Ferb said, I felt...I dunno. Weird. Like...I didn't like him saying that about you." He paused, smirking. "Actually, I kinda wanted to punch him."

Isabella smiled. "You were jealous."

"Yeeaah...I guess I kinda was..."

She went to say something, only for the bell to ring overhead. "Shoot." She looked at him. "I'm sorry Phin, but-"

"Class."

"Yeah."

"Me too."

"I'll...see you at lunch?"

He grinned. "Definitely."

"Okay." Isabella paused, looking down at her feet before looking back up at him. "Bye."

The red head watched her go, waiting until she disappeared into the crowd of students before turning back to his locker. He reached in and grabbed a textbook, growling at it in annoyance. "Yeah. Now I find it."

"Ugh."

He peeked around the door, smirking. "Still recovering from the hangover Bro?"

"The sunlight burns." Phineas laughed out loud. "Did you talk to Izzy?"

He closed the locker door, falling in step next to his brother as they made their way to class. "Yeah. She thanked me for looking out for her Saturday night." He looked at the other teen. "Hey, did you tell Izzy she looked hot?"

His brother nodded.

"Ferb!" Before he realized what he was doing, the red head lunged at his brother, ready to throw a punch. "How could you-" his brother grabbed him by the arm, twisting it around his back and holding it. Phineas growled. "Let me go!"

His brother didn't respond, merely holding him back until the red head calmed down. "Better?"

"No."

"Isabella wanted to get your attention with the outfit she was wearing. She asked if she looked hot enough. I merely gave credit to her statement."

"Soo...you don't like her?"

"Not in the slightest. Just friendly feelings."

"Oh." Phineas breathed a sigh of relief as his brother finally unpinned his arm. "Gee, I'm sorry Bro. Guess I flew off the handle there."

Ferb slung an arm around the red head's shoulder. "That is quite alright. A crush would make anyone crazy."

"Crush?" He shrugged off his brother's arm. "No no no. I don't have a crush on Izzy. I just-" the other boy rolled his eyes, smirking. "What?" Without another word, Ferb pushed the red head into the locker. "Dude!"

The other teen merely smirked as he walked away, calling over his shoulder. "Ask her out!"

"Ask her out?" Phineas shook himself, running down the hall after his brother. "Ferb wait!" He skidded to a stop just outside the classroom, calmly walking inside. "Bro, I-"

"No! We did not make out!"

"Huh?" He paused, watching as Buford and Baljeet walked into the room, bickering loudly.

"Yes we did." Baljeet glared at the former bully. "You gave me that vile stuff to drink and then we made out!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not-ow!" Buford reeled around, glaring at Ferb. "Hey! Why'd you bop me in the head?! That hurt!"

Baljeet started to laugh, only to shrink back as Ferb reached a hand up, threatening to bop him upside the head. "Heh. Sorry." He meekly sat down. "I will sit."

Phineas watched in amazement as Buford did the same. "Wow Bro. That's kind of impressive." He pulled out a desk chair, turning it around and sitting down in it so he was facing his brother. "Now, about asking Izzy out..."

Ferb groaned, laying his head on the desk. "Why am I the only sane one?"