Isabella sat in her room and waited for a text back from Phineas. Even though she had moved on from Phineas after years of adoring him, some habits she couldn't break. Phineas had a special message ringtone, so when he responded Isabella would know it was him. Isabella waited patiently for the response, careful not to make any noise so she could hear it.

*RING* went her phone and Isabella nearly jumped, filled with the usual mixed emotion that arrived when she was texting Phineas.

"I'm sick" read the message.

Isabella typed back: "Feel better! We'll hang out another day, maybe tomorrow?"

Isabella put the phone down back on her bed. Then she laid right down next to it, lost in her thoughts. She kept thinking back to last night, her date with Drew. They had gone to the Movies, nothing special. Yet with Drew anything could be fun. He was the captain of the Fencing team, which is how Isabella had met him. Drew's eyes were sparkling green, and he had freckles along his cheeks. With light brown hair covering half his forehead, he was a regulation "hottie" as far as Danville boys went.

All of Isabella's fireside girls were jealous of her for getting asked out by Drew. Isabella was excited too, she thought that Drew was adorable and had been trying to move on from Phineas forever. What better way to move on from your best guy friend than with the best guy in town? Isabella saw reason in this. Yet even when he kissed her goodnight, Isabella kept comparing Drew to Phineas. The way he walked, the way he talked, even the way he breathed; just to see if there were any parallels to her former crush. Isabella was comparing these things, hoping to see the way Drew did things as better than Phineas.

Maybe she was crazy, but she just wanted to make sure that she won the heart of someone better than Phineas. That's why she wanted Drew to hang out with the gang so bad, so she could more easily compare the two. Not that she needed them to be side by side, she had had Phineas memorized for years.

*RING* went Phineas message tone again. Isabella flipped to her side and grabbed her phone.

"Maybe" was all Phineas said.

"Maybe?" thought Isabella. Was he SERIOUS? Isabella had known Phineas for years and she had never known him to be a one word answer kind of guy, the only person that usually responds in as few words as possible was …Well Ferb.

"That's it!" Isabella said to herself looking into the mirror. Ferb had to be the one responding to her. Phineas at least would've told her what he was sick with. Isabella decided to go across the street to see for herself. She also wanted to talk to Candace about Drew. Isabella put on her coat, grabbed her phone, and walked out the door.

A quick 9 steps and Isabella was knocking on the front door of the Flynn-Fletcher home. Ferb came to the door and look surprised when he opened it up to find Isabella standing there. "Oh, Hello" said Ferb, confused as to why Isabella was here when he said he was sick.

"Ferb, Hey were you the one who was responding to my texts to Phineas?"

"Why would you think that?"

"Well Phineas usually responds with more than two words"

"Oh, sorry about that I guess yah I was the one who was responding to those, Phineas is sick?"

"Yah I got that. Do you think I could talk to Candace?"

"Why would you need to talk to Candace?"

"I just want to catch her up, its girl talk nothing serious. She isn't out with Stacy or Jeremy is she?"

"No she is upstairs, I'll go get her"

"Um, am I not allowed in? You are acting quite odd, Ferb is everyone ok?"

"Sorry I didn't let you in, come on in."

"Thank you, I'll just go up to Candace's room." Isabella said, hanging her coat on the coat rack by the door.

"Very well, don't bother Phineas remember he's…"

"Sick. I know Ferb don't worry"

Ferb nodded and silently went into the kitchen. Isabella climbed the stairs up to Candace's room. Isabella passed by Phineas and Ferb's room, and looked in to see Phineas sniffling as if he was crying.

"Um, Phineas" Isabella said in a small voice.

"Isabella, what are you doing here?" Phineas said sniffling, not looking at her.

"Im sorry, I came by to talk to Candace, and I heard you crying. Why are you crying?" Isabella took a few small steps toward where Phineas laid.

"I am not crying, its just a cold. Go talk to Candace." Phineas spoke, still sniffling.

"um, ok feel better by Phineas" Isabella said, slowly walking out the door walking towards Candace's room.

Phineas groaned. He should've talked to her, not snapped at her. How many mistakes could he make with this girl? He thought as he wiped his eyes and sighed.