The next day we all awoke to the soft pitter-patter of rain hitting the windows, and dripping off the balconies above our own.

*Record scratches* (lol)

Well, actually that's what everyone else woke up to.

Apparently I had slept in since I had been very tired from our previous day of sightseeing, and I got woken up by someone, -probably Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher- so we could go to some museum since we couldn't walk around outside today unless we wanted to get drenched in the pouring rain.

"Good morning Izzy!" Phineas greeted when I entered the breakfast area on the main floor of the hotel.
Ferb simply waved before taking a bite of his waffle.

"Morning." I said as I made my way past the yummy French breakfast foods to the small fridge they had set on a counter that had juice, milk for cereal, and yogurt.

After grabbing a spoon and some strawberry yogurt, -not my favorite, but it was that or blueberry which isn't much better- I sat down at the table the boys were sitting at with their parents.

I was worn out.
I wasn't tired, or sleepy, or sore, just...worn out.
You know what I mean?

I almost felt like I was in a daze.
It's really weird...

Maybe I'm just having an off day, or that time off month is coming up soon.

"Hey, Izzy, you okay?" Phineas asked, -sitting across from me.

"Hm?" I said, -blinking and looking up from the table at him.

"You've just been...starin' at your yogurt there." Phineas pointed out as he stabbed a piece of his waffle and pulled it through a puddle of syrup on his plate before putting it in his mouth.

"Oh." I replied, -glancing at my yogurt that was sitting in front of me before taking off the lid, and stirring it with my spoon so it was a smooth consistency.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I answered before taking a bite, and mentally cringing as I wondered why in the word I had chosen to eat yogurt this morning.

I knew how that weird sensation of almost nauseousness felt, and I only got it with the strawberry dairy product.

I knew how it effected me, and made me want to vomit every time something with a similar smell came my way.

I knew all of this...yet ate it anyway.
It's disgusting.

Usually I'm fine with eating yogurt, but there's just something about the artificial strawberry flavoring that somehow makes the consistency gross and nauseating as I try to swallow and not think about it.

It doesn't usually work.

"Are you sure?" Phineas asked cautiously.

Is it just me? Or is he being all "overprotective" and "almost nervous wreck" again like our first day here?

Maybe it's the yogurt, and this weird feeling of being in a daze.

"Your looking kinda...green." He stated. "Hypothetically, of course." He added quickly as if he would somehow hurt my feelings, -which he didn't.

"Phineas is right Isabella." Mrs' Flynn-Fletcher stated. "You don't look too well." She added.

Wow. Maybe this is a little worse than I thought. It's not just in my head.

"It's the yogurt." I stated as I looked down at the light pink, swirled, gooey mess sitting in the refrigerated plastic cup in front of me.

"Strawberry makes me nauseous." I added as I stupidly took another bite.

I had to eat. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.
It gets your metabolism started, and besides; It must've cost a fortune to stay here, so I probably shouldn't waste the food.

"Then why'd you grab it?" Phineas asked as he shot me a worried look.

He's sweet, really.
But when he acts totally out of character like this, it makes me a little...suspicious.

"Because she obviously didn't want blueberry." Ferb stated matter-of-factly before taking a drink of orange juice.

"Because..." I trailed off. "blueberry does the same thing...and I wanted to give strawberry a second chance...I guess." I answered stupidly.

"Oh," Phineas said. "well, I could go grab you something else if-"

"No, is okay." I interrupted. "I'll live."

I quickly finished my yogurt and got up to throw away the cup, and got a bottle of water to see if I could wash down the taste.

I'm definitely having an off day and do not feel good which is weird since I felt perfectly fine yesterday.
Hmm. Maybe it was the ice cream or something.

After I came back, and the boys had finished eating, the five of us made our way to the rainy, wet parking lot where our rental car was parked, and climbed in so we could go to some museums.

They weren't my favorite. I always found them kind of boring, but whatever.
Sometimes it can be interesting.

I've always enjoyed looking at ancient Egypt exhibits though.
I don't know what it is that intrigues me, but it's so interesting to look at mummies, and how the Egyptians lived.

When we got to the first museum, Mr. and Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher went to a new exhibit the museum was opening that was probably antique related or something, -I wasn't paying attention- while the boys dragged me -not literally- to the dinosaur bones.

I'm thinking today is going to be a long day.

Sorry that the end is...iffy.
I tried to get this chapter out for you guys because I really want to write the next one which I think -and dearly hope- will be interesting.

So yeah.
~Joy