Isabella's POV
I gasp when I see it's the same guy who caught me staring at him earlier(of course, now I'll have to live with a hot guy! Couldn't I have gotten some ugly kid?) and I put a hand on his shoulder, trying to look him in the eyes.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so, so sorry! You snuck up on me, and I didn't hear you, and you spoke, and I got scared, and I punched you by accident, and you fell on the floor, and you're hurt, and-" he cuts me off with a hand over my mouth.
"Hey, hey, take it easy, man! I'm okay, don't worry! It was a.. pretty rough welcome but I'm okay!" I giggle and rise to my feet, offering my hand. He takes it and I pull him up. "What's with that bright voice by the way? Your voice is brighter than Baljeet's!" he says. I look at him confused, then I realize I forgot to use my 'manvoice'.
I clear my throat and start speaking again. "Hmm, sorry about that! Yeah, you know voice-cracking… all we men have that problem! You know, it's manly! And I'm a man!" I make a big grin. Another smooth action, Isabella. This, is starting out good. Not.
He stares at me for a while, before smiling unsurely. "Ookay… hey, wasn't it you who stared at me in the hallway earlier?" I look away quickly, afraid that he will see my major blush, which has been there since I punched him, but when he said that, I became red as a tomato.
"Uhm, yeah that was me!" After a second of silence, I feel my blush faint and I turn back to look at him, but I don't meet his eyes.
"Why did you do that?" I start speaking, but then I make the mistake and look into his eyes.
"You see I… was just staring at your wonderful, big, sparkly blue eyes…" he stares at me, eyes wide as saucers.
"What did you say?!" I shake my head and smile a toothy smile, laughing nervously.
"Hehee, I mean, I was looking at your spot on your shirt!" he looks down at his shirt.
"I have no spot…" I try to come up with something to say, but it's empty. By instinct, I place my finger on his 'spot' and shoot it up, poking his nose.
"Hehe, I made you look! You're so easily fooled!" I turn around and start making my already fine made bed, just to escape his gaze.
"Yeah, I guess you did… you remind me of a guy at home named Irving, actually!" he mumbles something under his breath I couldn't hear, but I guess it was something about that Irving guy.
I sigh and turn to face him, stretching out my hand. "Okay, can we please start over? This was not how I planned to meet my roommate. Hi, I'm Isab-Isaac!" he grins amusingly and shakes my hand.
"Why hello there, Isabisaac! Nice to meet you." I groan and facepalm myself. I'm most stupid living being right now, I promise.
"Okay, we start over from now on! Hello, I'm Isaac Garcia Shapiro, your new roommate!" I shake his hand again and he laughs.
"Yeah, I got that. I'm Phineas, Phineas Flynn. Nice to meet you!" I smile.
"It's nice to meet you too, Phineas."
Okay, short chapter, the next one will be longer, I promise!:) R&R