These chapters are progressively getting shorter so I apologised for that. Filling in more blanks between chapter nine and ten.

I don't own Phineas and Ferb or Double Trouble from She-ra who Alex is inspired by, just my OCs, this idea and the London School of Musical Theatre that I created for this universe.

"Welcome sixth year students!" Olivier announced. "To the first official rehearsal of our assessment play!"

The room erupted in cheers and applause. Isabella guessed there to be near one hundred people in the room. Despite there being twenty-one characters, the Acting team only consisted of eighteen students meaning some were having to multi role. The remaining students in the year were mostly in the Design group leaving the Directing team made up of fifteen students. Isabella had no idea how many people it usually took to pull off proper plays since the ones she'd participated in back in Danville had been fairly small scale.

"Now," Oliver was saying. "If you don't know me, I'm Oliver and I am your leading director. I am thrilled to have been chosen to lead this project and, knowing how important it is, I hope I can do a good job. Shall we get started?"

A round of yes's filled the room.

"Brilliant," Oliver rubbed his hands together. "We have roughly six months to take this book of writing," he held aloft his script. "and make a production out of it. That may seem like a long time, but it will fly past. Acting team, the Directing team and I will be working with you first to get all the scenes blocked. During that time, Design team can get started on the aspects they have been assigned to, and I'm told you should already know, so that once everything is blocked we can start to build our set, make our costumes, compose our music and, I dunno, finalise our lighting cues. Sound like a game plan?"

Everyone nodded or murmured. Oliver grinned and pulled out a pencil. "Now, you should have gotten the script to have a look at over the Christmas holiday. Today, since it is our first rehearsal, we will do a quick read through and that will be all. Starting on Monday, however, Acting team I would like to see you every day from nine in the morning to four in the afternoon and don't worry there will be built in breaks. Anyway," he gestured for silence. "Let's begin."

True to what Oliver had said, the following weeks passed in a blur. First week covered blocking of Act one which flowed into Act two in week two all the way through the next four acts and their respective weeks. Isabella and Connie retired to their beds every evening utterly exhausted, not helped by how much Seb and Alex were stressing over what they needed to get done before the blocking was finished. Alex was in charge of writing the songs and as the only person in the year group to specialise in lighting Seb didn't even have anyone to help him out.

By the time the four acts were blocked, everyone was shattered and Oliver allowed everyone a week off. After that, however, it was straight back to action, with the songs being taught to the cast, the costumes being approved for being put together, even sewed if they couldn't find what they had in mind.

Isabella and Connie spent two days being experimented on with makeup and hair designs while running lines, practising songs, talking through the stage directions. They spent a week choreographing their fight scene, first in normal clothes, then with costumes and makeup, layering their lines on top, adding the boys in and finally performing it in context of the entire scene.

Before she knew it, it was Easter break and Isabella was greeting her parents and the Fireside Girls at the airport.

"Isabella!" Vivian cried, her hands to her heart.

"Hey!" Isabella ran over to them. "Oh my gosh! It's so good to see you guys!"

"It's great to see you too, Isabella," Gretchen exclaimed.

"You've gotten so tall!" Vivian gasped.

"How was your flight?" Isabella asked. "Come on, the taxi's waiting outside!"

"The flight was very long," Adyson complained as they headed towards the exit.

"But we volunteered to work as flight attendants so it was free," Ginger added. "It's the same with the youth hostel we're staying in with the recycling plant volunteers."

"Nice deal," Isabella commented approvingly, helping her dad load up the taxi's boot.

Everyone piled in. Despite the group being nine people, the van managed to fit them all in. Mr Garcia-Shapiro sat up front with the driver muttering about the absurdity of the passenger seat being in place of the driver's seat.

"So," Isabella leaned forward. "What's new with you guys?"

"Well at the beginning of this year, we got some Lil' Sparks graduates into the Fireside Girls," Adyson began. "Including four who you met a few years back…"

"Emma, Amber, Trish and Sasha?"

"You know it, chief," Gretchen confirmed.

"I'm so pleased for them," Isabella grinned. "I wish I could have been there to welcome them but I know you would have done a great job of making them feel at home. Speaking of," she tilted her head at Gretchen. "You don't need to call me chief anymore."

"Understood," Gretchen paused and smiled. "Chief."

Isabella rolled her eyes and they laughed. It was good to be back with her old team again. After the craziness of the play prep, being around the Fireside Girls for the first time in a while was proving to be a great way to unwind.

"So, did you end up joining the English Fireside Girls?" Holly asked.

"I was going to," Isabella admitted. "But my first year was absolutely crazy and this year has been much of the same. If I get reselected for next year, I definitely will and I'll probably take up some of the sports I used to play as well."

"Speaking of sports," Gretchen grinned at Adyson. "Guess who got kicked off the high school soccer team because she kept getting concussions."

Isabella's hands flew to her mouth. "Girls, oh my gosh, you're in high school now! What's it like?"

"Quite an experience," Adyson sounded dazed when she spoke. "Suddenly everything is 'college, college, college! And that wasn't reason I got kicked off." She added at Gretchen.

"Yeah," Katie agreed. "We're still freshmen for a couple more months but everyone is already stressed about their degrees."

"I don't know what I want to study in college!" Milly added. "It's freaking me out."

"I'm sorry I haven't been there to help you through it," Isabella said quietly.

"Isabella," Gretchen put an arm around her shoulders. "We know how much you're loving here. Starting High School was a bit of shock to the system but at least we had each other to fall back on."

"I can't image what it was like for you when you started here."

Isabella laughed. "That's a funny story actually."

"When are you next coming back to Danville?"

"Well," Isabella thought for a moment. "The play's gonna be done in about two weeks, and I'll probably stay another week or so afterwards. But I definitely want to be at home when I get my results."

"Perfectly understandable," Vivian commented.

"How is the play going?" Ginger asked.

"Really good actually," Isabella laughed slightly. "It's been exhausting but everything coming together and our dress rehersal is a week tomorrow. Speaking of which," she checked her watch. "I need to get to the theatre for rehearsals."

"We're here!" The driver declared. Everyone got out and they shared a quick group hug before Isabella hopped back into the taxi.

"You guys get settled in, and I'll stop by the…?"

"Soup Kitchen."

"Soup kitchen this evening so we can go out for dinner." Isabella waved goodbye before the taxi pulled away.

Ginger turned to Gretchen. "Should we have told her that Phineas is arriving tomorrow?"

Gretchen shook her head. "Nah. If he's for real, she'll know soon enough."