Isabella's P.O.V:

I follow Phineas as he leads me to an elevator that takes people up to the Ping-Pong table. When we arrive on top, he takes out a small remote with several buttons on it, he presses the first one and a small platform starts to come out from the side of the invention we made, perfectly aligned in the middle. When the platform finishes sticking out of the table, glass walls surface from the borders of the platform, leaving a small space for a door that comes out a few seconds later. A score board appears on the front wall for everyone to see and I turn around, expecting to see Phineas, only to see another platform with bleachers on them. Why are there so many benches? There's probably enough to seat fifty people per bleacher and there are two… Wow, one hundred people. They aren't inviting people from school, right? Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no! If people from school come they'll all laugh at me for what happened Friday! This is bad! This is very, very bad! I need to ask Phineas who's coming now!

I run to the edge of the table to see where Phineas is in the backyard, only seeing Baljeet talking to Buford close to the gate. I guess I have no other choice then go down the elevator and look for him. I get up quickly and turn to- Oh my gosh! He scared me! Just when I turn, Phineas is right behind me! He almost gave me a heart attack! I put a hand on my chest as if to control my breathing. I look at him and he gives me an apologetic yet panicked gaze.

"I'm so sorry Isabella! I really didn't mean to scare you, I swear! I was just going to ask you something! Please forgive me!" He says frantically.

As I feel my breathing slow down, I take my hand off my chest and smile at him to tell him that it's fine. He seems doubtful and tries to make sure I forgive him.

"You sure? I practically gave you heart attack!" He exclaims.

I swat my hand in the air with a smile to tell that it's okay and he sighs in relief.

"Thanks Isabella!" He says with a wide smile. "Oh yeah, what I was going to ask you was… well I-I was going to ask… are you- no… could you- nope not right either… oh never mind, who, or what, were you looking for?"

I'm a little confused as to why he was kind of 'at war' with himself, not to mention nervous, he was blushing and scratching his left ear with a somewhat panicky expression, but I answer nonetheless by pointing to him.

"Me?" He says slightly confused.

I nod, as usual.

"Why were you looking for me?"

I merely point to the bleachers behind him. He then turns around quickly to where I'm pointing and spins back to face with a smile.

"That's for later, in case people from school come."

I give him a scared and confused look, which he seems to notice since he quickly starts explaining.

"Well, last summer, we built a hair and makeup salon for my mom and some of jazz band members that were having a concert at a small restaurant not far from here, since they were having a really bad hair day, like seriously that was scary-"

I interrupt him, doing my best to do it politely, by coughing softly as a sign to get to the point.

"Yeah, right, sorry," he apologizes sheepishly and continues his explanation. "Anyways, we built a hair and makeup salon, and then after my mother and her friends were done with their appointment and left for their concert, about fifty girls from our school came 'cause they somehow heard about it. They all wanted an appointment so they could get a 'totally girly and one hundred percent completely new look' as they said. Plus, sometimes people in the neighbourhood like to come too, so this is an extra precaution basically."

So they might not come, I guess it's better than being a hundred percent sure that they are coming. But still, what if they do come? Will they laugh and tease me or will they embarrass me again? Phineas seems to read my mind and tries to comfort me.

"Don't worry, Isabella. I promise that if students from our school do come, if they do something hurtful or embarrassing to you, even if it's just laugh or talk about you behind your back, they will be kicked out from the backyard and they'll have a little 'chat' with Buford and Ferb," he said with a reassuring and confident smile.

I nod as sign of gratitude and I notice something that's pretty important. How were they going to play Ping-Pong with giant paddles? I mean they were huge! I glance at Phineas to ask how they were going to play with those ginormous things and I see him looking down at me with a kind of dazed expression on his face. For some reason, I can feel heat rising up to my cheeks as I look down slightly.

First of all, why am I blushing? Phineas is my friend and even if I'm starting to trust him, despite my trust issues, how can I like him if I barely know him? It's probably something that just what happens when you're friends with someone, right? Yeah, I'm sure that's it, just a thing that happens when you've got a friend. Or maybe it's because I've never had one and having one on the spot causes reactions like this, like 'side effects', I guess.

Second of all, why is looking at me like that? It's sure that he doesn't like me, obviously, so maybe it's the same thing that's happening to me. Yeah, the 'side effects', I'm sure… just side effects.

I know, I know, it's been forever since I updated and, again, I apologise. I've been lacking inspiration lately so it's been hard to write a chapter that I thought was worth the wait. I know some of you might be disappointed because it's still not the Ping-Pong part and, yes, I'm sorry for that. Honestly, I didn't intend for there to be a Ping-Pong part, meaning that I was originally going to skip it, but seeing that some people were excited for it, I decided I was going to include it. The reason I was going to skip it was I don't think I'm ready for a full-time "action" scene, seeing that this is my first story, but I'll do my best and hopefully it'll please you guys! Hope you like this chapter! Review if you want! :D