Writing has been such a blast recently, and like the doof I am, I'm doing a bazillion stories at once again. I'm so into this though, I've got a plan, it'll get more interesting... unless you all hate it. Then, curse me.

"Is it wrong that I kind of want my dress to be a surprise?" Katie asked.

"No," Gretchen said. "But you can't. We need to find something to work with your hair."

"Oh." Katie replied.

Shopping with the girls was a blast. Although, one thing was it could get a little chaotic. We had already spent way too much time trying on stupid and/or ugly dresses just for fun.

I held up a light blue dress to the mirror, and then made a face. Blue isn't my color. At least not mentally. "I wish Ferb was here." He gives me the best advice for everything. Including what I look sexy in.

Adyson groaned loudly. "Stop! You know, there's a reason why you two irritate all of us. Even, no, especially, Phineas."

I rolled my eyes. She was always on this, but really no one found us anymore irritating than Wynne and Kyle, or Baljeet and Ginger, or her and Buford… except… sigh… maybe Phineas. He did have to live with it.

"Ok, but really, what color should I wear?" Katie asked.

"Remember," I said. "You can't wear white."

"So we won't outshine the bride? Please, it's Vanessa." Adyson scoffed.

"Ha, well, remember, Mishti's coming." Holly laughed.

"Oh, shoot!" Adyson laughed.

Maybe we should have invited Mishti. I really liked Mishti. A lot. I hated being in this awkward situation where I was stuck between two people. Why does this keep happening to me? It was ok, I guess. Wynne wasn't here either; it was just the Fireside Girls.

"What do you guys think about this?" Ginger came out, wearing a long silk gown, starting in maroon and slowly transitioning to pink by the end.

"It's nice." I said.

"Yeah." The girls agreed.

"No, I have to look better than 'nice'." She stormed back into the dressing room.

"Ginger is a mess." Adyson sighed.

"I found mine!" Milly squealed, as she came out. It was a large ball gown style, with the top all black lace, and the bottom black, with white lace designs.

"Ok, that is fabulous!" I declared.

"And I'm gonna put my hair up, like this…"

"Great, just great." Ginger said grumpily. "Everyone is going to look beautiful except me."

"Ok, would you stop with the negativity, Ginger?" I said. "You, and all of us, are going to look great at the wedding."

"Especially Mishti." She said. "Miss 'Triple Major, Makes Her Own Dresses, Looks Like A Super Model, Wants To Fall In Love With A Best Friend' Mishti."

"That's a great idea!" Adyson exclaimed. "Mishti should make my dress!"

"Jesus Christ, you really are the female Buford!" I exclaimed.

"Addy, I really hate you." Ginger stated.

"Ginger," Adyson laughed. "I already said, a million and one times… Baljeet will never leave you. Just fume with Isabella as she will with Vanessa, and then they'll both leave, and we can all move on with our lives."

"You give such great advice, babe." Holly said sarcastically.

"Can we just… look at dresses?" I asked desperately.

The girls returned to what we had been doing before, with Ginger not angry, but still grumpy. God, how many friends was I supposed to manage? Phineas was clearly low and lonely, Ginger was grumpy and jealous, Baljeet was on-edge and torn between desires and love, and Adyson was crushing on the wrong guy! GAH!

We all came back to my apartment fairly successful, with arms full of shopping bags. My dress was dark pink, backless, and had a slit, not too long, only there to make walking easy. Other than that, it was pretty simple, but it looked really nice.

"Ha, you do know the guys are all in there waiting for us, right?" I joked, opening up door to my apartment.

"I doubt it." Ginger snarled. "Baljeet's probably with Mishti. I'm going home."

"Yeah, I'm out." Milly said.

"Yeah, what are we going to do here anyway?" Katie said.

"Alright, let's go." Ginger said.

Holly, Katie, Milly, and Ginger all left to the elevator. "Ok, well, I'm going to Phineas and Ferb's." I said, after dropping the shopping bags on the ground.

"I wouldn't mind checking on Phineas." Adyson said slyly.

Gretchen shrugged. "I'll stay if you and Addy are." Ok, well, as long as Gretchen and I were here, Adyson couldn't do anything.

I knocked on the door. No one answered. I knocked again, louder. "Ferb! Phineas!" I banged one more time. "Baby! FERB!"

He opened the door, finally. "What took you so long?" I declared. He opened his mouth, but I cut him off. "I brought Gretchen and Adyson."

"Hi Ferb." Gretchen said.

I walked in, and I saw precisely what had been taking those boys so long to answer the door. Because all of them were surrounding a Miss Mishti Patel, seemingly enraptured by whatever she was telling them. FUCK. All three of us, even Gretchen, tensed up a little. Wow… is there a female version of a ladies' man?

"Hi guys!" Phineas waved.

"Hi boys. Hi Mishti." I said weakly. "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing…" They all seemed to be holding in laughter. I sure hope they weren't talking about us, although I feel like it's likely they weren't, and they just now have a whole bunch of awesome inside jokes that I won't get. I really like Mishti… but if she's trying to take my place with the guys, take Ginger's boyfriend… take any of our boyfriends… that's not cool. Ha, but she's so sweet, so… oblivious, I don't think she realizes she's doing anything. She just likes hanging out with Baljeet and the guys.

I protectively wrapped my arm around Ferb and sat with him. He comfortably cuddled me and I smelt his cologne. I wasn't going to put Ferb in the doghouse for staring or hanging out with Mishti. He had always done the same thing with me; I would be a big hypocrite if I did that. None of the guys… ok, maybe Buford, but I doubt it, would ever even pursue Mishti, even if they were single… she was "Baljeet's girl". Ferb never ever went after me… I was the one who would come to him, for advice, for comfort… to literally ask him to sleep with me!

"I'm bored!" Adyson declared obnoxiously.

"Well, boys, we can talk later." Mishti said, in her sultry voice.

"Oh, I know what we can do!" I said. I leaned over and grabbed a magazine I had stashed from the coffee table and began rifling through it.

"Get your nose out of that Flawless Girl, Isabella, so we can figure out what to do." Gretchen giggled.

"Yes, my Bella is already a flawless girl." Ferb stated.

"Ah-ha, here's something we can do!" I declared. "The 'Soulmate Test'."

"Is this going to be a whole bunch of stupid questions for us to answer?" Buford complained.

"No, no!" I said. "We pair up, and then each of us write down ten digits from zero to nine randomly and compare them to our partner. However many we match is how close we are to being soulmates!" We all started laughing.

"I'm game." Adyson said.

"Well, Ginger isn't here." Baljeet said nervously.

"It's ok, Baljeet." Mishti said, fluttering her eyelashes. "You can be my partner."

"Uh… ok." He said, a little too quickly.

"Phineas, you be partners with Gretchen." I declared.

"Sure." Phineas shrugged.

"But…" Adyson complained.

"Adyson, just be partners with Buford." I said.

"Umm, ok!" She also said too quickly, for someone who was pursuing Phineas.

"Ok," I made sure everyone had a piece of paper and something to write with. "No peeking!"

"WAIT!" Baljeet exclaimed, checking his phone. "Ginger just texted me. She will be here in five minutes. Switch with me!" He said to Phineas.

"But…" I whined. Come on, I'm trying to set up Phineas here!

"Bella!" Ferb said under his breath.

"Switch with me Phineas, do you want my girlfriend to murder me?" He said in a low voice.

"Yes." Buford laughed.

"It's fine. I'll be Mishti's partner." Phineas said.

"Ok, ok, ready, write!" Adyson said.

Hmm, what would Ferb put? I scribbled down ten digits. Ha, if he's my soulmate, we'll get it right. "Ok, time to tally!"

"I'm so going to beat you, Baljeet!" Mishti joked.

"What, no!"

"I'm going to kick ALL of your asses! Right, Buford?" Adyson said aggressively.

"Right!" They high-fived.

Jeez, the gang is so competitive.

"Ok, so Ferb and I got, two matches." I was hoping for more, but ok. I'll take it.

Adyson snorted. "So much for Mr. and Mrs. Perfect."

"Oh yeah." I said. "You and Buford got… one."

"Hey!" She said. "Let me see!"

"And they were two zeros, for the record." I smiled. "And the rest of you got nothing."

"Figures." Gretchen shrugged and smiled. It made me really curious now… would Phineas and Gretchen have been a better match than me and Ferb or Buford and Adyson, you know, the two real couples (so what if Buford and Adyson weren't dating!)? Would Baljeet and Mishti have been?!

"So do you win? Are Isabella and Ferb soulmates?" Phineas joked.

"Our souls are 20% mated." Ferb stated, as I leaned against him.

It was just at that moment we heard furious knocking at the door.

"It's open!" Phineas called.

Ginger stormed in. "Baljeet!"

"Ginger, you said you were going home." I said.

"I didn't know Baljeet was here!" She declared.

"I think now would be a good time for everyone to be leaving." Gretchen said.

"Right." I said. Baljeet and Ginger sure knew how to rush everyone out. She was practically dragging him out by the ear. Buford and Adyson were walking to the elevator together, presumably flirting again, like always.

"Thank you so much, Phineas and Ferb." Mishti giggled.

"Not a problem, Mishti. You can come over whenever you want." Phineas said. Ferb did a little bow for her.

She giggled again. "Bye."

"Bye boys." I said. I caught Gretchen before she left, and after Phineas shut the door. "Gretchen, I know I already pestered you about this, but… you haven't been with anyone in a while, have you?"

"Isabella…"

"I was wondering… would you let me match you up?"

"You," She laughed. "Match me up? You're not known for the best love life."

"Shut up." I said.

"Sorry." She said. "You sound like you already have a boy in mind."

"Yeah, I do actually. Um… Phineas."

Gretchen burst out laughing. "You want to match up me… and Phineas?"

"Stop laughing! Yes."

"Isabella," She shook her head. "You're nuts. I mean, yeah, he's cute, but…"

"A-ha!" I said triumphantly. "Attraction!"

She rolled her eyes. "Phineas Flynn had to be one of the cutest boys in our high school, yes. But that doesn't overcome the... Phineas-ness. Face it, Flynn-Fletchers are not normal. They're all a little… weird."

"Gretchen, just give him a chance." I said.

She shrugged. "Ok. Do we have to pass a soulmate test?"