Hi guys! Some of my schoolwork is supposed to be in this week, so maybe I'll have some more time to write! But I was just going to answer a Guest-review I saw, maybe you who wrote it will know if it's yours;)

Guest: Faster please please please

My answer: I assume you did not read the thick text in the previous chapter which I had hoped for you to do since it was quite important, so I suggest you go back and do that. You others who didn't can go back as well, but on to the story now!

Guest PhineasandFerb: I would love to meet you someday! It's awesome to hear that you love my stories, I really appreciate your support!

Wellll on to the story now

Isabella's POV

I slam my locker shut grumpily and start walking through the hallway to the cafeteria. I walk past Hannah and she joins me, as boring as ever. All she does is having her eyes glued onto her phone-screen, checking her nails, which by the way aren't even pretty, I bet she makes them at some market-place or something, seriously? And then, she throws incredibly unnecessary comments and bitchy glares at everyone and everything. With other words, an unnecessary living being who just steals the oxygen from people who deserves it. Not that I'm so much perkier today, by the way… we can be mad-Isabella and mad-Hannah today together.

"Wow, you seem gloomy. Have someone stolen your precious little naked wrinkly rat on four legs?" she asks.

See? That's exactly what I'm talking about. Why in the world did she feel the need to say that? Oxygen-stealer.

I groan and start to walk faster to avoid her. I really can't handle her today of all days. But, she catches up with me. "You could at least have answered me Barbie in a black wig. Seriously, what's wrong? Did Ken dump you?" she asks. You know what, I'm not gonna take this conversation any further, you guys already have proof of what I'm saying to last you a life-time.

"Hmm, who haven't heard that one before? Come up with something original, just like your personality!" I say and walk into the cafeteria, Hannah right behind me. "And it's nothing you have to worry about. I can have my own problems without you knowing them. Bye-bye!" I say with a fake-smile and sit down by my friends. She rolls her eyes and walk away to God knows where, I really don't care.

Anastasia, or Stacie for short, looks at me with big eyes, then she speaks up. "Geez, I haven't seen you this grumpy since they spelled your name wrong on the cup on Starbucks. What's up?" she asks, taking a bite of her veggie-lasagna. She seriously thinks she's the role model of the school for being a 'vegetarian'. I don't know what's worse: her pretending to be a vegetarian while in school, or that people actually think she is one. Hamburger has been her favorite-food since before I can remember, people can't actually believe she would just give that up? No way.

"It's nothing, okay? Can everybody stop asking me that darn question?" I exclaim, causing some people to look at me. But then again, they always do, so it's not unusual for me. Stacie was the fifth person to ask me that today, and it's only lunch!

"Whoa, sorry for asking… can't you just tell us what it is, we're your best friends!" says Becky. All the girls start mumbling similar things, urging me to say it. "Come on Bella, tell us!" "It can't be so bad you can't tell us!" "Just tell us already!"

I groan and shoot up from my chair. "Accept a no!" I shout, then I walk out of the cafeteria angrily. I can't believe it, I wasn't even in there for 1 minute and they made me lose it. Sometimes, you can really wonder if they are real friends, or if they're just out after the gossip. Real friends would accept if you didn't want to tell something, right? Then again, I would have told real friends anything…

I walk out on the basketball-pitch and up to a wall. I sigh and put my head against the wall, then I slide my body down along it, until it meets the damp ground. It rained this night, but I really don't care. It's just so quiet out here, and not a single person in sight. Lovely.

And then one second later, my loveliness is destroyed by people.

The basketball-team runs out on the field with a basketball in their captain Josh's hand. He tosses the ball to another player who throws it into the basket. They all cheer loudly to the goal and high fives.

Then, they spot me and become quiet. "Sorry, Isabella. We didn't see you there, you want us to leave?" they ask, slightly frightened.

I look at them, stunned. I haven't paid so much attention to it before, how everybody just obey me. Is this really how much power I have? To rule over the basketball team? They're like, 16 guys! I'm one girl! I shouldn't be able to control them, but I do.

I stand up and brush myself off, then I shake my head. "No, it's okay. You guys keep on playing, I'll go someplace else." I say bluntly and turn to leave.

"Whoa, are you sure?" asks Josh. I turn my head slightly and nod. He smiles gratefully. "Thanks, Isabella. We owe you." He says.

I turn around and shrug. "Hey, whatever. It is your field after all?" I say and laugh slightly. They start to play again and I slowly walk to the garden I went to when Rick dumped me. I sit down by a table and lay my head down on it, closing my eyes. I listen to all the sounds around me. The birds, the basketball team is heard in the distance, my breath…

It's so nice when no more sounds can be heard. It brings you such a calm sense, and you get to clear your mind. Not that my mind can be cleared right now… I have no idea what to do. I was already confused about who I am, why Phineas just came into my life randomly and made me doubt if this is actually who I've changed into. Now, mom is taking me on a two weeks cruise with him? Why is she such a cruel human being…

Maybe it's for the best if I just hangout with mom during this vacation… hang me starts to sound inviting. I just can't believe mom did this without even asking me first!

Sure, I do like Phineas. And that's the problem! I just can't create a stronger bond with him, it… It just wouldn't work. We are from different worlds, and our worlds do not mix. I can't keep on being with him, it will just make me closer to him.

I suddenly hear footsteps behind me. I force my eyes open and turn to look behind me to the source of the footsteps.

Huh, speaking, or more like thinking about the devil.

I sigh and stand up to face him. "Phineas I-" I start, but he cuts me off.

"I know exactly what you're gonna say. Or I don't know, because you can answer in a hundred different ways." He says and looks at me sternly. He opens his mouth and starts speaking again. "But I think you're gonna tell me that you won't come along because you don't wanna spend more time with me, because I'm an 'invisible' and we can't mix!" he says, his tone slightly mad.

I shake my head quietly. "Phineas… I am going with you guys." I say silently. He looks at me surprisingly and lights up a little.

"You are? Well, then I was right. I had no idea what you were gonna say." He says and shrugs. I giggle sadly and shake my head.

"Well, I wasn't finished. I'm going with you, but-"I start, but Phineas cuts me off again.

"But you're together with Rick again and he's coming along, so you're advising me to stay home? Seriously, he hit you like, 4 times! You can't get together with him again, at least you know better than that!" he exclaims. I sigh exasperatedly and put my hand on his shoulder.

"Phineas, calm down and let me speak, okay?" I say to him, raising my voice slightly. He becomes quiet and nods, motioning for me to continue. I take a deep breath and starts talking again. "I'm coming along… but I think it's for the best if we don't hang out while we're there." I say, avoiding eye contact with him.

I wait for his answer to come, but he's quiet. Just silence. Not that it's awkward, I'm kind of enjoying silence. But not under these circumstances.

After 10 seconds, I look up at him through the corner of my eye. He looks at the ground, his hands in his pockets. I frown and sigh. "Phineas, say something. This isn't a big deal. We just have to avoid each other." I say and roll my eyes.

Finally, he looks up at me. But no one could have told it was him if it wasn't for his headshape and haircolor. The ever-so optimistic Phineas Flynn is everything but optimistic. His face is a mixture of sadness, anger, disappointment and darkness. I slowly bring a hand up to my mouth.

"A-are you okay?" I ask carefully. After what seems like hours, he finally speaks up. Not that it was the words I had wished to hear.

"Yeah, sure. I'm okay. You just brought my hopes up, then you slammed them down onto the ground and drove over them and burned them. But I'm okay, sure." He says, not a trace of emotion in his tone.

I stare at him with wide eyes. "Phineas… it's not a big deal. You're right, we shouldn't create too strong bonds since we're… from different worlds." I say. He groans and kicks on the ground.

"There it was again! 'We're from different worlds, you're invisible, I'm popular.' I don't know what you think gives you the right to talk like that freely! It's like you're an aristocrat calling me a gypsy in the 1500's! We're all equal, Isabella! When will your stupid world understand that?! When will you understand that? Yeah, maybe I think it's a big deal! It's a big deal that popular kids think they're more valuable than 'invisible'. Maybe you think I'm sad because you don't wanna speak to me during the trip, but it's the reason you don't want to speak to me that makes me disappointed! When I first saw you I thought: gosh, what have I done to even deserve to see such a beautiful human being? But as I've gotten to know you, I know that I haven't done anything. You're just like the others, Isabella. I just maybe thought you wasn't." he says, all the time with a heartbroken voice, as well as a heartbroken expression on his face, and the storm going on in his ocean-blue eyes is unbearable to look at.

I stare at him with eyes wide as saucers. How long? How long has his pain been this big? Since the beginning? I knew he wasn't satisfied with these rules, but I didn't know it affected his world as much as it seems to have done.

He sighs and shakes his head. "But you're right, maybe we shouldn't create a too strong bond. But not because we're from different worlds… but because we have different hearts." He says quietly. I bite my lip and look down on the ground and our feet. I have nothing to say, he's right. I gotta have a heart made of stone.

I see how his feet disappear from my sight and I look up to see that he's leaving. "You can relax. I'm doing the history-essay by myself. We have 6 weeks to finish it, so I have time." He says, and before I can answer, he's gone.

I quietly sit down and put my head on the table again, closing my eyes. I just wish I could close them forever.

Too much dramaa. Just kidding, I'm sorry for have been gone for quite a time. I was on a vacation this week so I haven't been able to update. But I think I'm gonna start writing on the new chapter now, so hopefully it will be up in a short time.

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