Isabella rushed down the hall to Mr. Dulsberry's Algebra 2 class. She stepped through the door just as the bell rang. Breathing a sigh of relief, she walked to the back of the classroom and plopped in her seat. Mr. Dulsberry began class, speaking in a monotone voice.

"Pass up your homework from last night" he requested.

The class shuffled through their papers as the door opened.

"Ah….Mr. Flynn, how good of you to show up" Mr. Dulsberry said sarcastically, "sit down so we can get started".

Isabella looked up as Phineas sat down in the seat next to her and smiled. Impeccable luck (and a little hacking into the school system) allowed her and Phineas to have every class together, which made homework easier to complete, but tended to hinder Isabella's ability to focus. As the teacher started to review factoring polynomials, Isabella wrote a note to her scarlet-haired friend.

-Hey Phineas

-Hey Isabella, whatcha' doin?

-No fair! That's my line Phin! You know, Mrs. Mills is mad that you and Ferb skipped

-We weren't skipping per se, it was official business.

-Official business? Summer must be really important to you guys, huh?

-Yeah, it is. My best memories were in the summer.

-Yeah, I guess you're right

-So are you gonna do it?

-huh?

-The talent show. Are you gonna participate?

-Yeah, I think I am, but I don't know what I'm gonna sing yet.

-You'll figure it out Izzy, you always do.

-You really think so Phin?

-Of course I do. Izzy, you're my best friend. I believe in you.

-Thanks Phineas, You're my best friend too.

"Mr. Flynn, Ms. Garcia-Shapiro, I think you would find it in your best interest to stop passing notes in class" Mr. Dulsberry addressed them, "Now class, your exams were great, but you still are having trouble with some things, and because I wouldn't be a good teacher if I didn't make sure you knew what you were doing before you left this classroom, I have put some problems up on the board for you to solve. Have them done in five minutes"

Isabella quickly finished her problems and began to brainstorm about what to sing for the talent show, with no such luck. Soon she felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Pssst. Isabella, do you have the answers yet?" Phineas asked.

"Yeah" Isabella sighed, showing Phineas her answers, "honestly Phin, for a genius, you sure suck at math".

"Yeah I…wait…you think I'm a genius?" Phineas questioned with a smile.

Isabella didn't get to answer because the girl in front of her, Hayley, turned around and started talking a mile a minute.

"Heeeeey! Isabella! So today's the last day of school and guess what! I just found out my parents are taking me to Paris! Paris! Can you believe it? The city of love! Have you ever been to Paris Isabella?"

"Yeah, once, when I was younger" Isabella replied wistfully, thinking back to that day so many years ago…

"I just don't know what to do? We were in Paris, the most romantic city in the world and... he didn't even notice me."

"I thought the two of you, you know, a boy, a girl, alone, in the City of Love. I thought romance was a forgone conclusion."

"It's as if I don't exist"

"In the City of Love"

"I need a new pencil"

"Isabella!"

"Isabella! You okay?" Phineas called with concern.

"Peachy…I need a new pencil" Isabella groaned in response.

"Here, you can borrow mine" Hayley offered.

"Thanks Hayley" Isabella replied, taking the pencil.

"Now class, I hope you have a fun and SAFE summer and I—" BRIINNNNNNNGGGGGG, the bell cut off Mr. Dulsberry's end of year speech.

Isabella walked out the door, Phineas right behind her.

"Hey Izzy! Wait up!" he shouted, running to catch up with her, "Let's walk to history together one last time".

"Sure Phin, let's go" Isabella gushed as they walked down the hall, "We better hurry though or we'll be late".