Isabella's P.O.V:

I finish my waffles and put my plate and utensils in the sink. I head to the backyard again, hopefully this time I'll get to know more about what they're making. But, wow, seriously I would have never thought that two sixteen year olds could do the impossible! My gosh, I hit the jackpot! I found one amazing person, well, he found me, who is the brother of another amazing person and they're both friends with two other amazing people! The amazement is way beyond my imagination!

I walk near Phineas again while he gives a few directions to my new friends.

"A little more to the right Buford… no, more to the left now… almost… Perfect! Okay Baljeet don't forget to paint the logo in the middle of the table, got it?"

"Yes, Phineas!" I hear Baljeet say.

He turns to work on some kind of huge Ping-Pong paddle. Should I go see him, or should I let him work? He might be annoyed if I interrupt him again… I start to walk back to the house until another thought stops me. Maybe he wants me to stay and help? No, I don't think so; he must think I'm way too weak to help him. I can't really do the impossible, I can barely do the possible! I walk to the house at a quicker pace, right before I actually go in the house, a hand grabs my arm delicately. I turn and look at the person slightly confused.

"You aren't leaving, are you?" he asks, letting go of my arm.

I look down at my shuffling feet and sigh a little.

"Please don't go, I want you to have fun too!"

I look up at Phineas again, somewhat shocked.

"Why wouldn't I want you to stay? Isabella, you're my friend, and an awesome friend at that, and I want all my friends to have fun."

I-I can't believe it, he said it, he said it! He said that I'm his friend! Without needing any more convincing from myself or him, I throw my arms around his neck and hug him tightly. He doesn't seem to mind because he just hugs back. After a few seconds, I pull back and look at him with small tears staining my eyes I smile at him to signal my thanks. He looks a little shocked at first but then he starts to blush slightly. He scratches his ear a little and laughs nervously.

"Y-You're welcome Isabella, I didn't know you thought I didn't consider you as a friend, of course I do!"

Was Phineas nervous? I didn't think he was the nervous type. Why is he nervous anyway? It must be because he's still in shock, yeah, that must be it. It's not because he has a crush on me or something, I mean who would have a crush on me? I'm me, an ugly, shy, dumb, not to mention worthless, sixteen year old. He probably just has pity on me.

"Anyway, you want to help us?"

I nod and he motions me to follow him. We walk back near the tree and he explains his plan to me.

"Okay, so this morning, my mom and dad left to go to a Ping-Pong tournament. So, when Baljeet and Buford woke up, they asked where my parents were, when I told them, Baljeet took out his copy of "The world's most pointless records" book and said that the largest Ping-Pong table was, well… the size of a normal Ping-Pong table. Then, we all decided that we would beat that record and when we would finish we would have a table tennis tournament!" He says all in one breath.

I signal him with my hand to continue.

"Well, we're almost done. All there's left to do is paint the table and finish the last paddle. Speaking of paddles, I need to finish it. Want to help?"

I'm not so sure, I'm not the useful type. I might just slow him down. If anything I'll break it in some way. It looks like he noticed the worried look on my face, judging by his usual smile turning into an understanding one. He puts a hand on my shoulder and reassures me.

"I'm sure you'll do great, plus I'll be there to help you if you need it."

I hesitate a little but I decide to help. After all, what's so bad with trying? Besides, he'll be there to make sure I don't mess up. I give him a small thumbs up, and he pulls his hand away.

"Great! C'mon let's go!" he yells excitedly and starts running towards the paddle. I smile a little and follow him towards the unfinished paddle.

I'm skipping the rest of the painting and building. So, there about to start the tournament.

We all stand next to each other to admire the giant Ping-Pong table and then Phineas walks in front and turns to us.

"Okay, let's start! How about Ferb and Isabella go first?" Phineas asks us.

Oh no! I can't play; I suck at almost everything, including Ping-Pong! All I'll do is humiliate myself in front of them! There's got to be something else I can do! Um… that's it! Before Phineas can confirm me and Ferb as the first two players, I lightly clear my throat to get his attention, which seems to work since he turns in my direction.

"What's wrong Isabella?"

I try to show him what I want to do with my hands, it takes a little while, but he gets it.

"Oh, you want to be referee?"

I nod and stop my miming.

"Great, since girly is gonna' count the points, I wanna' play against Bean pole Mcgee!" Buford announces eagerly.

"Sure Buford, you two can start the competition," Phineas states with a smile.

"At least Buford will lose first instead of me," Baljeet says without thinking.

"What did you say?" The bully demands menacingly.

"Uh… At least Buford will win first instead of someone else, that's what I said," Baljeet utters then gulps.

"That's what I thought," his tormenter grumbles.

"Anyway, let's get started!" Phineas exclaims.

Here you go guys! Last one was short, so this one was a longer one, hope you guys enjoy! I'll post a new one as soon as I can! Please review! :D