Phineas's POV

I open my eyes as I feel the car slow down, until it finally stopped completely outside my new home. I yawn and open the car-door. I shake my sloppy legs before I get out of the car. I smile and take a deep breath of the fresh air.

"New house, new town, new possibilities!" I exclaim as I put my hands on my sides and examine my new house. It looks very cozy and nice, a real family house. It's yellow with a brown roof and a big backyard covered with a fence. I open the gate to it and enter it, smiling when I notice the big surface I'll have to be on here. The only thing in the backyard except for the grass is a big tree in the left corner.

I use the glassdoor in the backyard to get into my house and I look around. "It's so big! Our last house weren't nearly this big!" I shout as I start to walk around in it. A kitchen, a big hallway and two livingrooms- wow this place is awesome! And another floor, plus the basement and the attic!

I look towards the door as it opens and my mom steps in, along with my sister. "So, do you like this place, Phineas?" asks my mom. I throw my arms in the sky.

"I love it! It's so big and have you seen the backyard yet? Wow!" I exclaim. Candace rolls her eyes.

"Gee, you're like a kid on Christmas. Calm down, Phineas, you're 16 years old now, maybe it's time to put the craziness aside?" I smile at her and rush up the stairs to search the rest of the place. I walk into a pretty big room with a window that points out to the street and it sticks out from the house so it forms a little box.

I walk up to the window and look out of it, across the street. I squint my eyes to get a better look at the house there, where I can see through the windows clearly. Suddenly, someone comes into view.

It's a young girl, I would guess around my age, and she's talking in her phone. Or, more like screaming into it, and she looks angry. Wow. Then, she does something that looks like she's groaning into it or something and she slams the phone on her bed which is just beside the window.

I chuckle at her way of acting. It's fun seeing people mad like that, actually. Except when they're mad at you, of course. I look at her again. From what I can see, she has a head shaped like a half-circle and long, black hair. Her eyes are big and her nose small, along with a pair of filly, nice lips. She's… beautiful! I smile and put my chin in my hand as I continue watching her. Wow, I act like a freaking stalker or something…

Suddenly, she pulls something open and pulls out a white blouse. To my surprise, she pulls off her shirt, leaving her in only a bra. My mouth slams to the ground as I watch her eye herself in the mirror once, before she puts the blouse on, then she leaves the room.

I smile goofily as I call on my mother with a dreamy voice. "Hey mom? I've chosen my room…"

Isabella's POV

"I don't care if your grandma died last night Bridgette, you're coming to the game!" I scream into the phone as I enter my room.

"But please Isabella, I don't feel like cheering tonight, can't you understand?" she begs into the phone. I take some deep breaths to avoid slamming the phone into the wall and exclude Bridgette from the cheerleader-squad immediately. I might have the power to do that, but I'll be nice to her, this time.

"You're lucky I'm not kicking you out of the squad Bridgette, because we all know that I don't like you anyway. I'll let it slip this time, but don't you dare skipping another game this season! This is the only time, get it?" I scream at her.

She lets out a sigh of relief into the phone. "Thank you, Bella! I won't do it again, I swear, but it's just for this time and my grandma meant so much to me an-and-" I yawn and cut her off.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. And don't call me Bella, I haven't given you the permission to do so." I cancel the call and throw the phone onto the bed. Being the cheerleader-captain is so hard sometimes, seriously. Everyone has to call me whenever they want something, and I've got so many other things to handle!

I mean, Rick, cheerleading, keeping up with the latest fashion… haha wait what am I saying? I create the latest fashion! Shopping, friends, and being the most popular girl in school! Life's so hard sometimes… and also going to the gym every other day! What, I mean you don't get a body like mine just by sitting inside, watching TV and eating donuts?

I open my dresser and dig through my clothes, until I find a blouse. "That will do, I guess." I pull my tank top off and look at myself in the mirror. Have I turned fatter lately, or..? It kind of looks like my figure is not as slim as it uses to be…

I run my hands up along my curves and frown at myself. Well, an extra gym-pass will do it, I guess. I throw the blouse over my head and my bag from the floor, then I turn to leave.

I open the frontdoor. "Mom, I'm going to cheer at a game, then I'll be going out on a date with Rick, see ya!" I hear her call goodbye as I slam the door. I open my car and sit down in the frontseat, adjusting the mirror so I can see myself.

I reach for my purse and pulls out some lipgloss. I apply some and then, I start the car and drive away.

Izzy's too OOC to be true right now, I knowXD don't worry, she'll get better;)