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Phineas's POV
I put on my white shirt reluctantly and smoothes out the visible wrinkles. I put on my watch I got for birthday last year and ruffles my hair a little. I walk up to my bed and pick up a pillow, then I bring it up to my face and scream into it as loud as I can.
I put it down on the bed again and exit my room. I walk down the stairs and put on a fake-smile as I see mom adjusting her skirt in the mirror. She hears me coming and looks at me, then she smiles brightly.
"Sweetie, you're so handsome! Are you ready to go?" she asks kindly. I stifle a sigh and nod.
"Yeah, I am." I say. Mom must have missed the clear non-optimistic tone I had in my voice there, because she just smiles. How in the world could she have missed it? I'm always optimistic, except when something's wrong! Maybe she's just excited…
"Let's go then!" she says as she opens the door. I walk out on the street and look across it. Okay Phineas, it's only a couple of hours. You can talk with mom and Mrs. Garcia Shapiro, I'm sure they won't mind. Isabella won't speak to me anyway, I guess.
We walk across the street and mom knocks on the door. Someone who looks like an older version of Isabella, whom I assume is Mrs. Garcia Shapiro, opens the door with a shiny smile. "Linda, welcome! And this must be Phineas, it's very nice to meet you!" she exclaims happily and stretches out her hand to me.
I shake it politely and smile. "It's nice to meet you too, Mrs. Garcia Shapiro." I say. She snorts.
"Please, no such things as Mrs. We're neighbors, aren't we? Call me Vivian." She says with another smile. Wow, she's even more optimistic than mom! For the twenty seconds I've known her, she hasn't stopped smiling for a single second. Well, maybe that's not weird but even so.
"Come in now, dinner's almost ready!" she says and opens up the door more so we can come in. Mom steps in happily and I follow, not showing very many emotions at all.
She shows us the table and I sit down, mom sitting down beside me. Vivian puts a sauce-pan with potatoes in on the table, followed by a vegetable-plate and a plate of grilled meat. Mom gasps happily.
"Wow, this looks delicious! You've outdone yourself, Viv! She exclaims. Vivian sits down and rubs her hands together.
"I love cooking! Now, dig in!" she says. Wait, are we going to eat without Isabella? Is she even home? Please tell me she is… I mean she is not!
Suddenly, Vivian sighs and puts her cutlery down on the table. "I apologize for my daughter, she doesn't seem to have caught the fact that we're eating now." She says and stands up and shouts into the hallway. "Isabella! Dinner's ready, remember you have guests!" she sits down again and smiles. "Teenagers…" she jokes and puts on some meat on her plate.
I look towards the hallway as I hear footsteps approach us. Isabella comes out into the kitchen, wearing a black and red checkered skirt, a white shirt, a pair of knee-high black socks and black high-heels. Her hair is flowing free down her back, except for a red bow attached to the left side of her head.
She's… beautiful! As always, of course. She smiles as she sits down by the table, but I can see pretty clearly that it's a forced smile. "Sorry, mom." She says and starts taking some food onto her plate.
"Isabella, aren't you gonna say hello to your guests?" asks Vivian through gritted teeth. Isabella sighs quietly and looks at mom.
"Hi, Mrs. Flynn. It's nice to meet you." she says pretty politely. Mom smiles at her.
"It's nice meeting you too, Isabella. And you can call me Linda." She says. Vivian looks at me.
"And I assume you've seen Phineas Flynn in school already, have you?" asks Vivian. Isabella steals a quick glance at me, then she starts eating.
"Yeah, I have. Hi Phineas." she says, not looking at me. I look at her and force a small smile.
"Hi." I say. Mom and Vivian looks at us, then at each other. Then, mom laughs.
"Well, this was delicious Vivian!"
When we've finished the dessert, Vivian clasps her hands together. "Well, that was tasty, wasn't it? Isabella, why don't you show Phineas around the house?" she asks and looks at Isabella. Isabella's eyes widen to the size of saucers and she looks at me.
I shake my head frantically. "N-no it's r-really okay! I'm fine, really." I say nervously. Mom kicks my shin under the table.
"Ohh, don't be ashamed Phineas! Come on Isabella, show him the house! I'm sure he's dying to see it!" says mom. I give mom a death-glare, then I turn to Isabella and smile big.
"Yeaah, of course! I'd be delighted." I say with a smirk. Isabella smiles a fake-smile and stands up from her chair.
"So would I. Come on, Phineas, let's start with the backyard." she waves with her hand for me to follow her. I stand up and follow her out in the hallway.
We walk to a slide-door made of glass, similar to the one in my house that leads to the backyard. She opens it and leads me out to the backyard.
I walk into it and look around. It's really nice, even with a swimming-pool! So unfair, why doesn't my house have a pool? Isabella sits down on a lounger and looks at her nails nonchalantly.
I sigh and sit down on the lounger beside hers. "Isabella, why won't you speak to me? Only yesterday we had a long, deep conversation! And today, you've avoided me completely! What have I done to you?" I ask exasperatedly.
She sighs and grabs the sides of head. "Phineas, we're from different worlds, remember? I can't talk to you in school, people would suspect things!" she says and for the first time in 24 hours, she makes eye-contact with me.
I shake my head. "Well, we're not in school anymore. So why aren't you talking now, by the table? In the hallway? I don't think you avoided me because of our worlds. It's something else." I say to her.
She bites her lip nervously and shakes her head. "No, there's nothing else, I just didn't feel like talking. It was because of that!" she says. I cock my head to the left.
"No, you're lying. I can tell, you're rubbing your index fingers against each other, biting your lip nervously and there's something different in your eyes… I can't tell what, but it is." I say. She stares at me wide-eyed, her mouth slightly open.
"How did you notice that? No one, not my mom, not my friends, no one notices when I lie!" she says, fascinated. Then, she realizes what she said and shakes her head. "I mean… no I'm not lying." She looks down at her lap, her gaze flickering everywhere.
I rise from my lounger and sit down beside her. "Isabella… what's wrong?" I ask. She looks up at me again, her eyes slightly damp. She looks to the left, then to the right, then at me again. God, it hurts me to see her like this. She seems almost devastated! Something really has to bother her…
"I… I don't know. I'm confused. Something feels so right, but something feels incredibly wrong at the same time. Do you know what I mean?" she asks, and this time, she's definitely not lying. She's telling me the pure truth.
I shake my head with a frown. "I… don't think I do. I've never felt so very confused before." I say. She sighs and brings her knees up on the lounger, hugging them and putting her chin on her knees.
"I knew you wouldn't. No one does." She says quietly. I laugh a little and nudge her.
"Wow, you sounded like a typical emo-teenager there." I say jokingly. She glances at me and smiles a small smile. I turn serious again and scoot a little closer to her. "Hey, everyone will not always understand you and your ways of seeing things. But that doesn't mean that you're weird. It means that you have a unique way of thinking. And I think unique is the best you can be." I say reassuringly.
She looks up at me and smiles, then suddenly, she hugs me. My eyes widen at the sudden contact and I feel myself stiffen, but after a while, I relax and put my arms on her back, hugging her as well. "Thank you Phineas." she says on my shoulder.
"No problem. And don't worry about being confused, everyone are at some point in life. I promise you'll figure it out. Confusion is usually your brain and your heart fighting against each other. Your brain? It wants what's logical. You heart wants what's right for you. Always follow your heart, and you'll find what you're searching for." I say, stroking her back reassuringly and comfortingly.
She pulls away and looks at me, almost in a mysterious way. "Wow, that was deep. And it sounded… true, somehow. Not logical at all, but true. I think you're right. Thanks again." She says.
I stand up and offer my hand out to her. She takes it and pulls herself up. "Hey, I'm just a simple guy who gave you some advice. But you're welcome." I say. She smiles and holds out her arm towards the door, motioning for me to go in first.
We walk back in where mom and Vivian have just risen from their chairs. Mom spots me and smiles. "Oh fantastic, you guys are back just in time! Phineas, we're leaving now, get yourself over here and thank Vivian!" she says energetically. I look at Isabella and we laugh slightly at our mother's ecstatic behaviors.
I walk up to mom and turn to Isabella and her older version. Seriously, they look exactly like each other, except Isabella's skin is paler and her hair is straighter. It's scary... "Thanks Mrs. Gar- Vivian, for a delicious dinner and for inviting us here." I say politely and start walking to the door along with mom. I open the door, let mom through, then I walk out myself, catching one last glimpse of Isabella before closing the door. She smiles a small, crooked smile and waves a little.
I close the door and make my way across the street along with mom. Suddenly a thought occur to me and I turn to mom. "Hey, why didn't Candace come along by the way?" I ask her.
"Oh, she had met a guy on her way home from her new job yesterday, so she is on a date with him." She says happily. I chuckle.
"Wow, has she already found a guy? Do you know his name?" I ask.
"Uhm, I think it was some Jeremy…" she says thoughtfully. Then, she returns to her happy, over-optimistic state. Seriously, she's never this optimistic, she's even happier than me when I'm normal? What has gotten into her…
Well, whatever it is, I hope it doesn't bother me.
What do you think? Of course it'll bother Phineas, we all know that. Fill the review-box with opinions and stay tuned for the next chapter!