Yay! Yay! Yay! Next chapter already! Are you ready? I really like the way I ended the last one because I know it kept you all hanging like "why can I not press the next chapter button already?" Well, now that you're reading this it must mean that you did press that button (or a similar button that led you to this page.) Anyway, you got here and I hope you all enjoy it now.

The car ride could have been one of the most awkward that either Phineas or Isabella had ever endured. However, shocking the latter person, it was Phineas that spoke up when they were flying over the Mid-Atlantic Ridge.

"Are you okay?" he asked her.

She looked over but he still had his eyes on the controls and the sky. She sighed heavily. "I guess so Phineas," she said. She closed her eyes and didn't notice the car slowly descending. When she opened them again they were stopped on an island with nothing but two trees and big fat ox. Not this again, Isabella thought.

"It looks like we're out of gas," Phineas sighed. "I guess we should have refueled in Paris." He chuckled slightly and Isabella was taken back.

"What is so funny about this Phineas?" she asked panicky. "We stuck on the same stupid deserted island we were last time we went to Paris."

He continued laughing. "I just never can get that city right, can I?" he asked rhetorically. After his laugher had cooled down they stopped to take inventory of what they have. "Well at least we have more than we did last time. I'm glad I stocked the trunk for me and Ferb to go camping next week. I just never thought something like this would happen." Phineas went around to the back of the car and pushed a button on the remote control. The trunk opened automatically to reveal what seemed to be enough stuff to spend the night in the woods.

"We're not going to be here too long, are we Phineas?" Isabella asked his nervously.

Phineas just shrugged. "Who knows? If we have to we'll just use the tent." He looked up at the now starting to set sun. "I guess that means that we'll have to set it up now before it gets dark."

Within what seemed like hours the two kids had set up a decent camp site complete with large tent, sleeping bags, and a fire pit. While Phineas was trying to get a fire going Isabella walked over to the beach and watched the sun set. Somehow, she found the situation, once again, the worst it could be. And she didn't even have Ferb to talk to this time. She buried her head in her knees once again and just sat there. She didn't even notice when her friend came and sat next to her.

"Isabella?" Phineas asked nervously.

Isabella didn't move as she spoke. "This is not a good beach for me."

"What do you mean?" Phineas asked. "We got home last time and this sun set is beautiful."

"That's not the point!" Isabella sobbed.

Phineas didn't move or say another word. He wasn't good with dealing with people when they were in tears. It just wasn't one of his strong points.

"I'm sorry Phineas," Isabella said, still crying. "This is just hard for me. Especially thinking back to the last time I was here."

"What was so bad about the last time you were here?" Phineas asked. "We got off the island pretty quickly. You were the one who inspired me to keep working at it after I had given up."

Isabella bit her lip. She wouldn't tell Phineas that she was crying over him last time. She just didn't know what he would say. Although, never admitting it to herself, she was terrified of the thought of rejection. If Phineas didn't return her feelings she couldn't live with the awkwardness of it. She'd rather live with her best friend by her side than him sparingly or even, God forbid, not there at all.

"Isabella?" Phineas asked again, breaking her concentration. She shook herself mentally of every romantic thought for the time being. The sun had set below the horizon already and everything was growing colder.

"We should get to sleep," she said. "Hopefully things will work themselves out by tomorrow." And with that she retreated to the tent and climbed into Ferb's sleeping bag. In her wake she left a very stunned silent Phineas who stayed on the beach a few minutes before also retreating.

Okay, so I know the chapters are like REALLY short but that's only because I'm updating faster than normal. And with this one I'm acting like a 10 year old. My mind is not wanting to stay on the same subject for long. Okay, word is authority. Thanks guys. I hope you all enjoyed it. Any suggestions because I am slowly leading my story into a dead end. I would love to hear what you guys think about where the story should go. Who knows? I might use one of your ideas!

~BTBD