Casual (Requested by bookworm299):
"Just act casual." Gretchen says, attempting to soothe Isabella.
"How am I supposed to act casual, when Phineas knows I like him? He doesn't even like me back!" Isabella exclaims, clearly freaking out.
"He said he wasn't sure about his feelings, you know that. Plus, you need to calm down he doesn't know you know."
"It's a simple yes or no question. Not a 'he's not sure' question!"
"He's not sure! But I know he likes you!"
"How do you know?" Isabella questions her bluntly, not believing a word.
"Just trust me." She pushes Isabella to the direction of Phineas' locker, him standing there now. "Act casual!"
Gretchen pushes her a little too hard and Isabella finds herself running into none other than Phineas Flynn. Isabella falls to the ground and blushes. Things couldn't get much worse. She thinks to herself. Yet, Phineas just laughs.
"You okay, Isabella?" Phineas asks, with his usual halcyon smile. He reaches down and grabs her hand then pulls her up.
"I'm fine," Isabella's face getting redder by his touch.
"Okay cool," He smiles, then puts his arm around her.
Isabella smiles at this. Act casual. Her brain screams. "So what'cha doin'?"
*Halcyon: Carefree. Vocab word! :D*
