Author's Note: Well, here the second chapter to my Phinabella fanfic, "Never Too Late". This one is about Isabella at the airport, recalling Phineas. I hope you've enjoyed my little story so far, there are two more chapters left, and I promise they'll be good. And I really appreciate the comments people have left me so far. They are like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day to me. So anyway, please enjoy, and don't forget to review!
Disclaimer: I do not, nor have I ever, nor shall I ever, own Phineas and Ferb. I wish I did, though. Anyway, on with the show!
"Flight 13 will be ascending in 45 minutes."
The bored, Baltimore- accented voice of a woman boomed over the loud speakers in the Danville Airport.
Isabella Garcia- Shapiro stood waiting in line for the baggage check, her dainty hands grasping the handles of her pink suitcases tightly.
'This is it,' she thought to herself, 'In 45 minutes, I'll have left Danville forever, and I'm going to start a new life amongst the penguins.'
Isabella thought of all the great memories she had of Danville. Her childhood stood out in particular. Summer was never boring for her, each and every day was filled with something fun and spectacular, thanks to Phineas and Ferb.
Phineas. The thought of him made Isabella blush in embarrassment. She still loved him. Oh, how she regretted those harsh words she spoke to Phineas all those years ago, the horrible accusations she made against him, the tears she shed.
She was angry, she was ticked off, she was in a fit of rage when she said those things. As soon as she walked inside, she wanted to go back out and apologize. But that would show how quick- tempered and stupid she really was.
Isabella wasn't the fearless, headstrong Fireside Girl Troop Leader that everyone thought she was. Isabella often cried at night, crying over the death of her father, over the fact that Phineas would never notice her, and she sometimes just cried because she felt so… alone.
She had fears, too. Like the thought of loosing Phineas to some other girl and the thought of someone thinking she was a coward.
Isabella always loved Phineas, even when she married that doctor guy. She only married him for, she was ashamed to admit it, financial support.
She wondered if Phineas missed her. "Of course not, dummy, why should he?" she said out loud to herself, only to realize that everyone in the entire airport was staring at her.
"Huh? Oh… heh…" mumbled Isabella, turning red, as she realized that she had been holding up the baggage check line by just standing there, thinking.
Isabella placed her suitcases on the belt, and watched them pass through the X-Ray. Her mind wandered back to Phineas again.
Isabella had fantasized so many times about her and Phineas running away together and getting married. But she knew those dreams would never come true. Phineas just didn't care for her like she did for him.
Before she knew it, Isabella was on the airplane. The same lady called out over the intercom, "Flight 13 will be leaving in 15 minutes."
Isabella took a deep breath, and settled down in one of the many seats. The long stretch of runway in front of the plane seemed to never end. Suddenly, Isabella felt nauseous. Why was she doing this again?
Isabella fantasized that at the last possible moment, right before the plane would take off, Phineas would come galloping up on a horse with a golden mane, begging her to stay in Danville, begging her to marry him.
A familiar voice brought her back to her senses.
"ISABELLA!"
Isabella looked out the window in amazement; sure she was imagining the red-haired young man running towards the plane, a look of determination set upon his pointed face. Could it be…
"Phineas?"
Author's Other Note:
Ooh I'm so evil, leaving you on a cliffhanger like that. Is Isabella just imagining Phineas? Or is he really there… find out in the next chapter of… (dramatic music) "Never Too Late"! And remember, please review!