They ran up the bus steps, turning back to wave at their mom. Except for Candace, who plowed past the boys and rushed to find a seat next to Stacy.
They high fived and immediately began chatting, regardless of the fact that they were up so late talking the night before.
The first thing Candace noticed was Stacy's outfit. Her black hair was tied up in a ponytail with a bow, and she wore a turquoise 3/4 sleeved shirt and capris.
Upon seeing Phineas climb on the bus, Isabella stood up and began waving. Phineas, however, didn't notice her, and sat in an empty seat with Ferb.
Isabella sat back down sadly. She tugged on her black braid that hung down her back like a midnight colored snake. It was tied off with a pink bow, which matched the pink shirt she wore which was tucked into a white short skirt. Pink leggings covered her legs and on her feet she wore the same pink tennis shoes she had sported all summer long.
And around her neck she wore a silver heart shaped necklace. It had "Isabella" engraved on the front and "Love" on the back. She sighed and stared out the window.
Isabella, love, she thought, fingering the necklace. Isabella, love. Isabella loves. Isabella loves Phineas. She smiled.
Meanwhile, at the front of the bus, Phineas and Ferb were excitedly talking about their plans for the first day of school. Well, Phineas talked, and Ferb just listened and nodded.
"I don't know how long lunch period is, but if it's at least half an hour that would give us enough time to do something... Depending on what it is we want to do, you know? I mean, what if we..." Phineas babbled on and on. Ferb politely nodded in agreement.
Phineas pulled a mini notebook out of his pocket and a pencil from behind his ear and began sketching a blueprint for some contraption, still jabbering on excitedly. Ferb still just nodded.
Soon, the bus pulled up to a large brick building and stopped. A white sign read "Danville Central Middle School" and next to that building, "Danville Central High School."
Phineas, Ferb, and Isabella hopped off the bus, met up with each other, and headed toward the Middle School. Candace and Stacy headed for the high school.
"So then my mom was all like 'are you wearing makeup?' and I was all like 'well yeah.' so then she said-" Candace was interrupted when a large, slightly creepy looking white van pulled up at the drop off space.
A large logo on the side read "Doofensmirtz Evil Inc." in green and purple.
Candace and Stacy had to hold in laughter.
"Yeah, yeah dad, I know. Whatever! Yes! No I don't need any... No, wait what? No! Yes mom told me... Yes. Yes. Ok, ok. Alright dad, I'm leaving now. Ok, bye." the voice belonged to a sixteen year old girl, who stepped out of the car and angrily slammed the door.
"Dumb van." she muttered. Her long, straight brown hair swung to a stop just above her waist. She wore a stylish black jacket buttoned up to her neck and black jeggings tucked into black knee high boots. Candace recognized that outfit...
"Hey... Vanessa?" Candace almost burst out laughing.
"You know... Her?" Stacy whispered.
"yeah, she went with us to Paris!" Candace smiled. "Hey Vanessa!" Candace called, waving excitedly, her orange pigtails swaying.
"Oh boy." Vanessa muttered, embarrassed. She had been hoping that nobody would see her in her dads company van. She approached Candace. "Oh hey, you're Ferb's sister, right?" Vanessa asked.
"Yeah." Candace nodded. "I'm Candace Flynn, and this is my friend Stacy-"
"Hey" Vanessa stuck out her pale hand, and Stacy shook it.
"So... How do you two know each other again?" Stacy asked.
Vanessa laughed.
"It's a long story." she said, and she and Candace began telling Stacy about the trip to Paris.