8. Brawl In The "Hall"

Ferb's POV

What the hell!, I thought. Phineas was curled up in a ball, screaming like a little girl.

"What's wrong with him?"

I looked over my shoulder and tried not to show my fear of a familiar girl's tone.

Isabella had her eyebrow raised.

"No clue." I responded.

"Oh." She looked at me. "Hello, Ferb. I didn't notice you there." She stood up from her desk and walked towards me.

I gulped. Responding to her was a bad idea.

I closed my eyes in fear, waiting for the punch or slap to my face.

Instead, I felt something cold wrap around my neck. I looked up.

Isabella's bare hands were wrapped around my neck. She was trying to strangle me. Correction, she was strangling me.

I choked and choked, trying to breathe. But it was no use.

I was going to regret this…

General POV

Ferb threw a punch at Isabella's face, his accuracy really coming in handy.

Isabella jerked back from the sudden hit, but never let go of Ferb.

That bitch is strong!, Ferb thought.

Ferb's POV

Ahh, I hit a girl! I'm so sorry-blah blah blah! Everyone, deal with it! It was what had to be done! I might have been dead now if it wasn't for my self-defense!

"Ferb!" Isabella shouted. She now had a black eye, but remained strong. "You asked for it!" She charged at me.

Oh yes, I asked for it!, I thought. I charged, grabbing a perfectly-sharpened pencil off a desk.

It was a stupid idea, really. What would I need a pencil for?

The answer was simple!

Stab, stab, stabbity, stab!

Yes, that's right! Cower in fear, idiots, for I have a pencil and you know what? This is stupid! But it is a sharp pencil.

Anyways, back on track.

We, and by we, I mean Isabella and I, were still running towards each other. This classroom is endless, I tell you, endless!

Well, either that or the few lines above, worth about fifteen seconds of reading to yourself at a read-out-loud, or normal pace; was really just two seconds in real time.

She was quick to throw a punch at me, but I dodged in time. While she recovered from the shock of how I was able to dodge her precisely-aimed punch; I took the opportunity and stabbed her in the neck.

And I did, successfully.

Isabella screamed like a five year-old girl reacting to the news about her pet's death while she was away on a trip.

I tried to hide a snicker behind my hand, but unfortunately Isabella saw the action. She scooped up some dripping blood from around her neck and threw it-

Right in my eye.

While I was temporarily blinded, I felt a sudden kick in an area and felt an all-too-familiar pain.

That's right; she had kicked me in the shin!

Wait, that's not what you were thinking?! Well then what did you- Oh gross!

Guys, she would never kick me in the ass!

General POV

While Ferb and Isabella brawled, Mica quietly got up and rushed towards Phineas and began to hastily, but clumsily, treat his wounds.

Phineas winced from the pain. "Thank y-OW!"

Isabella's POV

Aw, man, my neck really hurts! I guess any type of movement triggers pain. Stupid Brit!

Said idiot was quick to recover from that. Wonder why?

Oh yeah!

I should've kicked him in the balls, instead; that would've given me more time.

Suddenly, I heard a groan from behind me. I looked at Ferb; he had an expression on his face that read: Phineas and his girlfriend are up to something.

I gave him an expression that read: What-

"IS GOIN' ON HERE?!" The majority of our class turned towards the voice.

"I REPEAT," the voice bellowed. "WHAT IS GOIN' ON HERE?!"

It was Mr. Phelps. He hardly ever yelled, but this was an exception.

He was really pissed!

Well, you would be too if you found three injured students lying on the floor, and your desk broken!

"You four, principal's office, NOW!" He even referred to the girl, who had no involvement in this fight, this one. The last one, yes she did, and she deserves trouble!

We got up and walked out the door, totally missing the principal's office.