It's School Already? Chapter 10: Phineas the Victor, a phineas and ferb fanfic

Hey everyone! It's fashionandstylegurl! Happy Easter! I had to go to so many church ceremonies. It was horrible because everyone there calls me "Stephanie" which is not my real name. It stinks, though I love being a Christian either way. So, this is the second to last chapter of the story! I think it's good and bad. KCA's kind of sucked. How did Justin Bieber win? And Spongebob Squarepants, seriously? And why couldn't have Cee Lo Green performed? If he was the creepy voice, then he should've performed. Though, it was funny enough to see him as an ice cream sundae. Oh, and Justin Bieber getting slime, seriously people? Most of the population hate him! (sorry JB fans, nut it's my opinion) Anyways, play rehearsals are brutal. I keep messing up my lines and the activities suck, at least for me. My friends are actually coming up with a full plan on how to get my boyfriend to kiss me. It's pretty funny. One of them said that my boyfriend will kiss me after the play. (which is more than a month from now, so I doubt it will happen) Another said that I have to make the move first. (which may be impossible because we're not allowed to kiss at school, curse that) And besides, I'm a little timid when it comes to making the first move. And the last one said he'll kiss me on Friday, because it's our 3-month anniversary. What do you guys think? And do you guys have any more ideas for a plan? I accept all, because seriously, I'm in a huge predicament. Oh, and one time we played the knot game. My boyfriend and I were holding hands and while everyone was trying to untangle themselves, his head was on my shoulder. Seriously, if we turned our heads to face each other, our noses would be touching. Oh, and before I forget, my story House of Olympus and my song fic Take A Hint is not getting any reviews, which totally sucks. If someone can review for one of those stories, I will send virtual cupcakes to the person. So please review on those stories and this story! Can I have 70 reviews please? Oh, and thank you guys so much for my 9 reviews! I really appreciate it. Oh, and I tried a teensy thing on emphasis' in dialogue. I hope it wasn't bad! Finally, after a long lecture, off to reviews...

TeddyBearz88-Thanks. And I know that sometimes the characters are OOC, and I apologize for that. It's sometimes a little hard to keep some characters in character. Don't you agree?

SmmrBlings2U-No I haven't. I'm sorry, but I'm a huge Phinabella shipper.

missjustice1-Nice combination of drama and fantastic! And thanks.

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Tink555-Thanks so much! Yeah, my chapters are usually over 2000 words. I usually just stuff things in a chapter that's pretty necessary and I automatically have over 2000 words! That stinks for you though. I can become your beta reader, so then I can help you a little bit. And have fun on your spring break! And Taylor's going to have the ride of her life soon. (not really)

IzzieGS-Yep, he finally realizes. I still don't get why he's still with her, and I'm the author! And thanks!

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isabella012-Yeah, you helped a lot. And Taylor finally did. She is plain evil! Anyways, I've written a story for Kickin It, a one shot for House of Anubis, and I'm writing a collaboration for House of Anubis. I also wrote a song fic for Lemonade Mouth and I have an idea for Total Drama and Frenemies. Well, for Total Drama, kind of. I still don't have the setting really developed yet...

And now the disclaimer...

Jingle: Doob bee doob bee doob ba doob bee doob bee doob ba

Major Monogram: Hello Agent P. Doofenshmirtz... oh wait. It's fashionandstylegurl.

Me: Hi! I just need to ask you one thing.

Major Monogram: What?

Me: Will you...

Carl: *interrupts* be my boyfriend? Of course I will! *hugs me*

Me: Umm, I have a boyfriend that's not you.

Carl: Come on baby. I'm sure we can work things out...

Me: Leaving!

Disclaimer: fashionandstylegurl doesn't own a single thing except for the story's polt and her OC's.

Phineas' POV

Isabella was telling the truth.

I kept repeating that to myself. Even though it did sound like a tall tale, Isabella wasn't lying at all! She was just trying to help, and Taylor just shot her down. It was night, so I decide to go outside and look at the amazing stars. I wonder how stars are formed. And I kind of want to make my own star someday. I know what Ferb and I are going to do someday. I look for the Big Dipper, the Little Dipper and the Virgo thing. I'm a Leo. As soon as I was about to fall asleep, I hear a faint giggle. It was Taylor's giggle.

"Hey Phineas." she says, popping her head right in front of mine. Her smile got bigger and bigger. It kind of creeped me out.

"Hey Taylor." I say in a freaked out tone. "What are you doing here?" Yes, it was kind of creepy. Especially since it was already 9:00.

"I wanted to see you, but your mom kicked me out, so I hid in your tree." Taylor explains.

"Is that a little stokerish?" I ask.

"Yeah, but you should allow it since you're my boyfriend." Taylor says. I look at her weirdly. What girlfriend would do that? Sometimes she can be... oh I don't know... RUDE, CREEPY, SELFISH and MEAN. Sometimes I don't really get why I'm still her boyfriend, why I haven't broken up with her yet. Just think about her GOOD qualities. If she had any.

"Well, I need to talk to you about something." I tell her. Taylor immediately looked at me.

"Are you breaking up with me?" Taylor says while fake-crying. I shake my head.

"No." I say. "It's about Isabella's theory that was made 2 days ago." I start to stutter on that part. Taylor kind of scares me, too.

"It is?" Taylor says. She looked... confused? "What about the theory?"

"Well, I actually have my suspicions that Isabella was telling the truth, that it wasn't just a tall tale." I say. Taylor looked even more confused.

"How was that little story Isabella made up not a tall tale?" she asks. I could tell that her anger was rising up by the second.

"Well, I had a little encounter with these people who told me very interesting facts." I say, emphasizing almost each and every word in that sentence.

"What people?" Taylor asks hastily. "What facts?"

"Well, there was a man that had a monogram and a teenage boy." I explain. "They said that this bad guy put a bomb in the lie detector Eliza used on Isabella, remember."

"I wasn't there, so no." Taylor says rudely. "And that doesn't tell me anything about if Ms. Black is evil or not." Her anger was rising. Her temper was getting shorter and shorter each second she saw me stand right where I was, defending Isabella instead of her.

"Well, they must be linked." I say. "If the people know that, they must know bunches more!"

"That's a lie, Phineas." Taylor says, trying her best to be as calm as possible. "I'm pretty sure that you dreamed it. Or, you have been brainwashed by Isabella. Either way, I know that your assumption isn't the truth. I'm positive."

"Taylor, I saw it and heard it with my own eyes and ears." I say. "Why don't you trust me. You're my girlfriend, after all."

"Because, Phineas," she starts. She said my name coldly, as if she wanted me out of her face. "I have a little something called common sense." That was really hurtful. I take a deep breath and knew what I was about to do could get me killed, but at least I'd still have my dignity.

"Taylor," I start slowly. "That was really hurtful to say. And trust is one of the most important qualities in a healthy relationship. If you don't trust me, then it's over."

"What did you just say?" Taylor says in a mad tone. Yep, I'm dead.

"I don't want you to be my girlfriend anymore." I say, anger actually reaching me for once. "We're over. Done. Broken up. And now, you have just been dumped."

"Fine." Taylor says angrily. "Whatever. I don't need you, anyways." She then storms out of the backyard. I sigh. I should've done this a long time ago! But, right now, I need to go to bed.

Isabella's POV

No.

I don't want to get up.

It's only the middle of the night.

STOP SHAKING ME!

I get up to see Phineas trying his best to get me up by shaking me and whispering "Isabella" in my ear. What stinks is that I had bed head in front of him. Embarrassing! I sit up and shake my head furiously so then my bed head would be gone. Then I wipe my eyes and say,

"Why are you here? It's the middle of the night!" Phineas chuckles.

"It's 2:00, actually." he retorts. I roll my eyes.

"But, still," I say sleepily. "Don't you know that a girl needs her beauty sleep?"

"Yes, yes I do." Phineas says. That's kind of like his catch-phrase. I catch myself blushing. Please Phineas didn't notice at all! "But, I have some news." he says.

"And you couldn't wait until morning?" I ask. I know that I sound rude, but Phineas and I both know that I'm cranky if I'm woken up before 7.

"Yes, it couldn't wait at all. I couldn't go to sleep!" Phineas smiles and chuckles. "The news is that I know you were telling the truth when you told Taylor that Ms. Black is evil. And I'm here to help."

"Wouldn't Taylor kill you?" I ask. I know the true her, and she is an evil lunatic.

"She would already kill me." Phineas mutters. I showed a confused look on my face, so he adds, "I broke up with her today."

"Gee, I wonder why." I say sarcastically. Phineas laughs.

"Well, for starters, she's rude." Phineas says. "She's creepy, selfish and mean."

"And you just realized this?" I ask. Phineas chuckles.

"Yeah, I guess." Phineas says.

"I wanted to ask you this for a long time, but I never did because I thought it was a little rude." I say. I then take a deep breath. "Why did you even date Taylor?"

"Well, she kissed me on the cheek." Phineas says. "I guess that's the reason."

"OK." I say. "So, how are we going to fix this?"

"I don't know." Phineas replies. "It's going to be a hard task. But, I do have a plan. I just have to invent something first. Come with me." Phineas jumps out of the window. I got scared and looked down, but he landed on a mattress. I then jumped off. Then, a thought came into my head that I haven't thought of before.

"Phineas," I start. "What if we get caught? What will happen?" I actually got super scared imagining my mom grounding me for a year or banning the Fireside Girls from me for life.

"I wouldn't worry about that." Phineas says. I never ever thought of him as sneaky before. I look back at my house, but remembering Phineas' assurance brought me to keep going with him. I just hope I don't get caught.

Ferb's POV

"Ferb, get up." Phineas whispers in my ear. Is it morning already? I sit up and look around. Isabella was with Phineas. They were still in their PJ's. Wait, why?

"We need to build something, pronto." Phineas tells me. I glance at the clock. It's only 2:15. I give him a look that said "Seriously"

"Come on Ferb." Phineas says. "We have to do it. Please?" Phineas was actually begging on his knees. I'm starting to think that school changed him. I give him a look that says "Fine" and I get up from my bed. Then Phineas, Isabella and I head to the backyard. Phineas sketched out the quickest blueprint sketch I've ever seen and showed it to Isabella and I. The drawing was super good for someone who just drawed it in a minute or so. But, his handwriting was so incoherent. Both of us looked confused because we couldn't decipher what the handwriting had said. Phineas looked... victorious? This day gets more confusing each minute. Either way, Phineas, Isabella and I started to build that contraption.

(Suitty-up, Bootty-up, Billa-be-do-do-da, Suitty-up, Bootty-up, Billa-be-do-do-da, Suitty-up, Bootty-up, Billa-be-do-do-da, Do-da be-de-da, da-da, da-da-da

Suitty-up, Bootty-up, Billa-be-do-do-da, Suitty-up, Bootty-up, Billa-be-do-do-da, Suitty-up, Bootty-up, Billa-be-do-do-da, Do-da be-de-da, da-da, da-da-da

Bom-bicka, Bom-bicka, Bom-bicka-bicka-bicka Bom-bicka, Bom-bicka, Bom-bicka-bicka-bicka)

After lots of hammering, screwing, hearing the Quirky Worky song (AN: The weird lyrics in the parenthesis is the Quirky Worky song. I love it!) and just work in general, we finally finished. It was grayish, huge and it had this speaker thing that Isabella and I were a little weirded out about. Phineas smiles.

"It's finally complete!" he yells like he's a mad scientist. Isabella and I look at him weirdly, in which he replies, "Sorry, just part of the plan." We all look at the metal thing we made, then I look at my watch. It's already 4:30?

"Well, my work here is done." I say, kind of like I did when I had to dance for Jeremy in Let's All Dance Until We're Sick. "I'm going to bed."

"Same." Isabella says faintly. "Bye you guys."

"Bye." Phineas says. I just wave as we all go our separate ways.

Taylor's POV

Stupid Phineas. Stupid Isabella. Stupid... me. I'm starting to think that my plan backfired because of me. I mean, I was being rude to Phineas, and I shouldn't have framed Isabella for cheating, kind of. I feel... guilty. Wait, am I getting a soul? Am I being genuinely nice? This stops NOW! Right now, school is my revenge plotting place. Where I can think of the most sinister things to do to people. Right now I'm trying to plot revenge on Phineas. Ms. Black is blabbing on about how plants have chlorophyll and humans don't. Until, she finally says,

"Since I probably bored you kids to death, you guys can talk freely for a while. But, then we have to go to the computer lab. Understood?"

"Understood." we say in our usual uninterested tone. Then, everyone starts getting up and talking. I was still plotting. What will embarrass Phineas to death and torture him so then he knows never to mess with me ever again? Easy. Take him down with what always takes him down. Buford.

"Buford, over here." I say in a sing-song voice. Buford drops Baljeet onto the floor before coming up to me.

"Yes Taylor?" he asks.

"Do me a favor." I say.

"Anything for my lady." Buford flirts. Even though he is a little cute, I am not interested at all.

"Will you beat up Phineas?" I ask in the cutest tone possible.

"Why?" Buford asks.

"He... he broke my heart into little pieces!" I yell. Then I fake cry to seal the deal. Buford nods angrily.

"No one breaks my lady's heart." He says. He was definitely determined. I smile as I watch him go up to Phineas. He was so close to punching Phineas' back until Ms. Black just had to intrude in my entertainment.

"Buford, what do you think you're doing?" Ms. Black asks.

"I want to smash Phineas into dust!" Buford tells Ms. Black. Steam was about to blow out of his ears. Please Ms. Black, let Buford beat up Phineas. Just this once. I'll do anything for you afterwards!

"Well, too bad." Ms. Black tells Buford. "Violence will not be tolerated here." Dang it!

"Thank goodness." I hear Phineas mutter.

"But, there is another way to resolve this." Ms. Black says.

"What?" everyone asks. Wow, everyone was paying attention. That makes a whole lot of sense.

"Alphabet Improv." Ms. Black says. Everyone knew what that was, especially me. It's so easy.

"Phineas, Buford, Taylor, Isabella and Gretchen, take the stage." Ms. Black commands. "Everyone else, move the desks. This will be fun." Uh, no it won't.

Isabella's POV

"Phineas, Buford, Taylor, Isabella and Gretchen, take the stage." Ms. Black commands, "Everyone else, move the desks. This will be fun." Everyone frantically moves the desks. Obviously they wanted to see this. Everyone sat down on a chair except for Phineas, Buford, Taylor, Gretchen and I. I bet you this will be an interesting Alphabet Improv.

"What letter are we staring with?" Ms. Black asks the audience.

"I!" they yell in unison. Is it just me, or did they have this already planned out?

"OK, ready actors?" Ms. Black asks. Everyone nods. "Then, go!"

"I feel like quitting." Taylor says. I push Taylor.

"Just checking if that was the real you." I mock. The audience chuckles, including Ms. Black.

"Kids these days." Gretchen says. "They make no sense!"

"Let me become an adult then!" Buford yells. This is more like a comedy than a challenge.

"Me, I wish I'd never become an adult." Phineas states.

"No, Phineas, you must." Taylor says.

"OK then" Phineas sighs.

"Put the idiots in the fire, please." Taylor says.

"Why are we idiots?" Gretchen asks.

"Sorry Gretchen," Ms. Black says. "But yours had to start with q. You're out!" Ms. Black sounds a lot like an announcer. Gretchen happily leaves the stage. While she did, she whispered something in my ear.

"Good luck." she whispers. I smile at her comment and Ms. Black says,

"Isabella, your turn!" Ms. Black yells while smiling.

"Quit calling us idiots, because you're the idiot in the room." I say. I heard lots of "oohs" like I did something bad. There's no way I'm taking back what I said. I meant it and Taylor needs a sense of reality in her life.

"Relax Isabella." Buford says.

"She may be evil, but she did deserve that." I say. I heard even more "oohs" this time.

"This activity is nonsense!" Taylor says.

"Unbelievable that you actually believe that, because I think that this activity is so much fun!" Phineas says.

"Look, Phineas," Taylor starts, but she was interrupted by Ms. Black.

"Taylor, yours had to start with v." Ms. Black says. "You're out!" Taylor gets out of the stage with mixed emotions. She looks happy, angry and defeated. Weird...

"Phineas, you're up!" Ms. Black smiles. Everyone was engrossed with watching us. How is this interesting exactly?

"Very weird that Taylor got out when she knows how to act." Phineas comments.

"Wait, she does?" Buford asks.

"Xylophones play notes, don't they?" Phineas says. That was actually a really smart comment. But, Buford looked confused.

"Yes, she does act!" I yell a little too loudly. Then I put a hand over my mouth.

"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz." Buford says, like he was sleeping. Ms. Black counted it right, though, because it did technically start with z.

"Actually speak, Buford." I say.

"But, I'm so in shock that I can't." he says.

"Can't my life be easier?" I mutter. Phineas comes up to me.

"Don't be sad, Isabella." he says as he pulls me in for a hug. I liked it, a lot.

"Easy for you to say." I try my best to act, but I really can't stay in character.

"Finish your sentence!" Buford yells.

"My sentence was finished." I say, but then I realize that I didn't start my sentence with g.

"Isabella, yours had to start with..." Ms. Black starts, but I was already off the stage.

"G, I know." I say as I take a seat. Phineas and Buford were the nly two left. This has to be good.

"Buford, you're up!" Ms. Black says.

"Good thing that Isabella's gone." Buford says. "Now I just have to worry about you, Dinner Bell."

"How come you always call me that?" Phineas asks. Actually, now I kind of do wonder why Buford calls Phineas "Dinner Bell"

"I don't know, it's just a force of habit." Buford answers. Wow, that answered a lot.

"Just asking, but give me a better description of why you call me "Dinner Bell"." Phineas says.

"Kay, but telling you now, that wasn't a question." Buford says.

"Let me rephrase that then, why do you call me Dinner Bell?" Phineas says.

"Maybe I'd tell you, but I can't because I forgot why." Buford says.

"No, this can't be happening." Phineas says, his eyes widening.

"Oh, but it is." Buford says.

"Poo." Phineas says.

"Quit saying that." Buford says.

"Rather say that than I hate you." Phineas says.

"Say, did you mean that?" Buford asks.

"Totally." Phineas says.

"You are dead meat!" Buford says, jumping onto Phineas.

"Phineas wins the match!" Ms. Black announces.

"What?" everyone asks. They were definitely shocked.

"First of all, no violence." Ms. Black explains. "And, second of all, Buford didn't start his line with u."

"Ohhhh..." everyone says in unison. Buford looked extremely crushed.

"Come on kids, we have to go to the computer lab." Ms. Black says. Everyone barges out of the room to go to the computer lab. I go up to Phineas.

"Good job." I tell him. He smiles.

"Thanks." he says. "I didn't really expect to win." Then, the rest was silent. About the animal essays, I'm done with my essay, but I don't want to go to school tomorrow because of one thing.

The 5th Grade Prom.

OK, first of all, this is more than 4000 words! I defeated my record of how many words I write in a chapter! I'm super excited! Anyways, please review and look for my other stories too. I'm fashionandstylegurl, and peace out! See you on the web!