~Authors Note: Salutations! What the hell is up? I know I don't get many reviews for this story, but I still love it! 8D! Anyways I'll probably be updating faster because I'm almost done my Alice in Wonderland fanfic and my Sweeney Todd one (did I tell u that? I think I told u that) Anyways Enjoy!

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Phineas and Ferb: Isn't what it is

Chapter 6: Born Like this

"Really now? I think I work with his mom. Ferb Flynn?" She asked curiously and I shook my head. "No. That's his stepbrother's last name though. His is Fletcher." Jillian nodded before parking and looking at me. "You hungry?" She asked and I nodded before we both jumped out of the car and into Wendy's.

It's not what I took from you
It's not what I stole
We are born like this
Like this!

We walked in and I spotted Phineas immediately. He was sitting in the table furthest away from the door and the counter with a group of his friends. I recognized Ferb and Alex amongst them.

The time has come to change this
To stretch the thought a mile
We've lost that kind of spirit
We want it back today

Jillian walked up to the counter and ordered 2 double bacon cheeseburgers with fries and pop before letting me pick the table.

Being aware that they were their made me want to sit by them, but also further then I was able to in this room. Which was right beside the counter.

The time is right to change this
To make the life we know
They took what we were given
We'll get it back again

She looked at me slightly funny for picking this seat but shrugged. I was guessing she either already knew I was peculiar or she just didn't want to ask and get into an actually conversation. "Is that him?" She asked as she moved her chin in Phineas and Ferb's direction. I guess it was the first. "Yeah. Don't say anything. Don't embarrass me." I told her annoyed as I started to eat. She stared at them for a moment before saying. "The red head is a real looker, don't you think?" I shuddered and finished off my burger and fries.

Somewhere, someone's gun
someone's gun is laughing
It's not what I gave to you
It's not what I stole

"He's pretty obnoxious." I told her as I sipped my drink. "Aren't all men?" It was a theoretical question, but I answered anyway, "No, just the large majority." She nodded before eating her burger and keeping a close eye on them. I didn't even want to know what was going on in her head.

We are born like this
It's not what I took from you
It's not what I stole
We are born like this

I finished my drink and slipped out of Wendy's I didn't want to risk them seeing me. But as I walk out, I feel eyes on my back, and I'm not sure if it was Jillian or if it was Phineas and Ferb.

I walk to the car and unlock it before slipping inside the shotgun seat and waiting for her to be done eating. I could see her seat and theirs from here, so I'd know if she did anything funny or anything embarrassing.

You try your best to mock me
You're always in my way
You've lost what you've been given
You'll get it back today

Jillian walked out of Wendy's and ran towards the car with anger written all over her face. She opened the door and sat down. "That was very disrespectful, hun." She told me as she started to drive. I nodded and looked out the window. "You're supposed to wait before leaving. Your just like your father." She told me and something inside me snapped. For too long I've listened to them yell at each other and say I'm just like the other. Well no more. I will not take it anymore. "If you hate him so much why don't you get a fucking divorce instead of yelling at each other around me!" I yelled as I glared at her with as much raw fury I could find within myself.

"Excuse me? Don't use that tone with me young lady! What me and your father do doesn't concern you!" She yelled back as she tried to keep her eyes on the road. I growled (Yeah, that's right, I growled) at her and spat the words, "It does when you're my fucking parents, dumb ass!"

The time is right to change this
To make the life we know
They took what we were given
We want it back again

She lift her hand from the steering wheel before setting it back down. "Watch your language and shut up." She told me in one of those fake calm voices that parents use when you piss them off too much and too far.

Somewhere, someone's gun
someone's gun is laughing
It's not what I gave to you
It's not what I stole

I sat there in silence until we got to out house. Once we were there, I ripped the door open and stomped into my room. Finding reassurances in the lime green and black walls.

My room was medium size and I had my own bathroom. The walls were lime green with black random stripes through them in no pattern. There was white carpet and at the moment, all except for my computer desk, my dresser with the mirror connected, my double bed and my writing desk were packed away in boxes.

We are born like this
It's not what I took from you
It's not what I stole
We are born like this

I ripped on open and found my blankets, bed sheets, pillows and my stuffed animals. Ok, I've realized I'm too old to have these, but I only had 5. 1 was a bunny that I got when I was a baby; the second was a doll with long black hair and a blood red strapless dress on with a stitched mouth and button eyes; the third was a doll with a skull face, button eyes and a black ripped tux on; the fourth was a normal lion until I learned how to apply eyeliner. Now he was an emo lion with "scars" and eyeliner; the last was a dolphin, just a normal plain bottlenose dolphin that I got a few summers ago.

Somewhere... You're floating high you're not living we are
Somewhere, someone's gun, someone's gun is laughing, laughing

I set them on the carpet before taking the sheets out of the box and making my bed. My sheets and pillowcases were white with black spider webs while all my blankets were actually quilts that my grandmother made me. I know, it doesn't match, I'm aware of this and I honest to god don't care.

It's not what I gave to you
It's not what I stole
We are born like this

Once my bed was made, I jumped unto it and put my head under the pillows before letting the tears fall down my cheeks. I grabbed my iPod from my dresser and slipped the buds in my ears while blaring the song "Born like this" By Three days grace.

It's not what I gave to you
It's not what I stole
We are born like this

When the song ended I wiped my tears and turned towards my room. There was more then a dozen boxes that needed to be unpacked. I sighed when I realized that crying was counterproductive and decided to unpack some boxes instead.

It's not what I took from you
It's not what I stole

I was really hoping it would take my mind off things. Sadly, it really didn't.

We are born like this

~Authors note: so that was the newest addition! I hope you liked it! Are you guys ok with my choice of songs or should I pick others? Anything I should change? What's the stuff you like most? Tell me in a review! Right, song is "Born like this" By Three days grace! Review!

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Mel Swirls!