"Hey Isabella! How are you?"

"Hey Phineas, hi Ferb. I'm fine, thanks. I finally got rid of that cold from last week!" The young cheerleader replied. Isabella knew Phineas since they were toddlers. Despite she's a year younger than her friend she used to hang out with him all the time. The two even fell in love together, but Phineas didn't loved her back as much so they decided to remain friends.
In the beginning she tried to ignore him as much as possible, it was the most hurtful thing she ever had to deal with. But it's been a year since that moment and Isabella moved on, and finally got her friend back.
Phineas on the other hand still feels guilty sometimes for not loving her back as she loved him, but he hates to lie to someone, especially his friends. He has a hart of gold.
Ferb, the oldest of the three was Phineas' stepbrother. He had green hair and was pretty tall. When Phineas was only 4 years old, Ferb came in his life. In the beginning he didn't wanted to accept Phineas as a younger brother because he was a scared little boy, but after a few months it all changed and the two were inseparable.

"Oh that's great, I'm glad you're feeling better again." He smiled.

"Guys, I need to get moving now. I'm supposed to meet my lab partner a tad earlier in class today. See you after school!" Ferb said at his brother and friend and took of.

"See you later, bro!" Phineas joyfully replied. He then turned back to Isabella.
"I need to go too, I need to go to my locker and get my math books before class starts. You know how Mr. Evans can be when you forget your books." He said. He still found it a little awkward to be alone with her, and tried to avoid that as much as possible.

"Yeah, that's true. Oh well, see you at lunch?" The 16-year-old asked.

"Yup! See you there. Bye Izzy." He then walked up to the second floor. Isabella waved him goodbye and than went toward the gym for her cheerleading practice.

xxxxxx

"Oh man, I'm never gonna find my class in time!" Natasja said to herself, lightly panicking. She hated to arrive somewhere too late. But after five minutes she found her classroom on the second floor.
"Class 2.06... This is it I guess, Math." She muttered to herself. She puts the hood of her jacket on and grabbed the doorknob, took a deep breath and went inside. She immediately went to the back and took a seat in the right corner, next to the window.

"Who's that girl?"

"I bet she's the new one, you know, from Belgium."

"I wonder what's her name..."

The kids in the class all whispered to each other. The blond girl tried to ignore them, she was already nervous enough. Natasja was a shy girl around new people. Back in Belgium she didn't had many friends in her class, and a lot of them bullied her all the time, that's why she was so nervous.
She wasn't a 'girly' girl. She loved boy-stuff like sports and video-games, she practically never wore a dress or skirt, and the ones she wore were usually punk-styled.
The girl took a seat and the bell rang. Suddenly her phone vibrated.

'A text? From Dall.' She saw and began to read it:
"Hey sis, I hope you found your classroom on time! I'll be waiting for you at the gym around 10:55, we have P.E. together. Lunch after it? See ya!"
Natasja looked around to make sure the teacher wasn't in yet and quickly texted back:
"Okido, see you then! Math now..."
Quickly she puts away her phone and grabbed her sketchbook, pencils and her math book and began to look out of the window.
At that moment Mr. Evans came inside.

"Good morning class, today we have someone new among us. Natasja can you introduce yourself to us?" He greeted everyone, but there was no reaction from the girl.
"Natasja?" he asked a bit frustrated but still no reply. The thing with Mr. Evans was that he was a good man, but didn't have much patience. He walked toward her, took her books and dropped them again on her desk.
Natasja was startled and looked up to the man.
"Good morning Miss De Wit, I would be very happy if you didn't slept in my class and paid some attention."

"I'm so sorry Mr. Evans! It won't happen again, I promise! I'm still dealing with my jet-lag." Natasja apologized.
The kids in her class all began to giggle and laugh when they saw that the Belgian girl's face turned red like a tomato.

"Don't let it happen again, I saw your math results and I see much potential in you." He said with a vague smile.

'Great, now they will think I'm a nerd...' Natasja thought in herself while she smiled back at the teacher.

"You can introduce yourself if you'd like." He said while going back to the front of the class and took his seat behind the desk. "And remove that hood, or do you have something to hide from us?" He added.
Natasja stood up from her place, remover her hood and took a deep breath.

"Hi, I'm Natasja De Wit, 17 years old and I'm from Belgium. I've moved here with my mom last week..." She took another deep breath and continued:
"My hobbies are: art, music and gaming, my birthday is on 30th October and I love swimming." After she said that she sat back down and opened her textbook, trying to avoid eye contact with everyone.
Class started and after a few minutes the boy in front of the new girl turned around.

"Hey stranger." He whispered.
Natasja looked up from her textbook and startled a bit.

"Oh my gosh, Phineas! I didn't see you there."

"No big deal." He winked.
"Let's talk after class."

"Ok, 'm sure glad you're in my class." The girl smiled. Phineas turned around again and Natasja looked back to her textbook, waiting for the class to be over.

xxxxxx

Class was over and Natasja was chatting with her red headed neighbor. Their next class was English. English was usually boring, but the teacher was very nice and she made the class fun. After English was done they had a 15-minute break so the blond haired girl took that chance to go to her locker. She was carrying all her books at once and it was pretty heavy.

"There it is!" She grabbed her heavy backpack and opened her locker with the key she got this morning. She was putting in her last two books, but suddenly someone slapped her books out of her hands. She immediately ducked and picked them back up. When she looked up she saw a girl with long brown hair, a lot of make-up and clothes from the best designers.

"Oh sorry..." She said rather sarcastic.
"I didn't see you there, you know... With your ugly outfit and all..." She laughed.

"What do you mean?" Natasja asked scared.

"I mean you'd better watch out girl. I know everything about you and I think everyone would love to hear your dirty little secret."

"What are you talking about?" Natasja asked confused while she got up again.

"I mean that I check every new student here on school, and I found out your secret. So if you would want to keep it a secret you'd better listen to me." She threatened her. Natasja puts her books in her locker and shuts it before she turned toward the girl again.

"I... I don't understand..."

"Just watch it, This is my school!" She said while flipped her hair back and left.

'That was weird, I don't have any...' But then she knew what she was probably talking about. With tears starting to fill her eyes she grabbed her backpack and ran toward the closest bathroom she could find. She closed the door and sat down on the toilet and began to cry, trying to forget the pain she felt all those years back.