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Isabella's POV

As a matter of fact, I think I can endure these weeks, if I'll stay inside the room. It is a great room after all, with a huge bed, two flat screen TVs and a Jacuzzi! I might as well make myself comfortable, considering I will be here for a while now. And the boat doesn't seem to be as bad as I make it in my mind. The only problem is Phineas. I don't know how I am supposed to avert him for three weeks, when all I want to do is to be with him and learn why he's the only one who's been able to bring out a small piece of my bright side again. The only one, and it's been 2 years since I acted this nice lastly! Well, I was way nicer then, compared to the tiny amount of kindness I've shown in these weeks I've been acquainted to him, but it's still a huge accomplishment for me!

Anyway, my last chance of escaping this boat was two hours ago, when we left the port. Now, we're on our way to our first stop, which is in Bahamas. We're sleeping there for two nights, before we continue on to Haiti. We're not staying there for long, though. Just one day and we're sleeping on the boat. I think we're going to sleep on some 5 star-rated hotels on the islands we're going to, but 11 nights are going to be spent on the boat. And I'm grateful for that, while I'm here I have to seize the bed and the Jacuzzi, before I go home where I only have a queen-sized bed and a swimming pool… life is so unfair sometimes.

I hear footsteps approaching from outside my room and mom knocks gently on the door. "Honey, change into something light, it's really hot outside now! We're going to explore the boat a little, come on!" she says excitingly. I sigh, knowing I won't be able to avoid this.

"I'll be right out, mom." I leap up from the bed and browse my suitcase for something light. I take up a simple red maxi-sundress and a pair of lightbrown sandals. I also put on a big light-beige sun hat and my big sunglasses from Chanel. I grab my phone from the pocket of my jacket and open the door to my room.

I walk out to the common room where mom waits for me. She spots me and smiles, motioning with her hand to the door. "How beautiful you look, dear. Let's go now." She says, in her normal speaking tone which is, rather loud.

I walk out in the hallway, looking around. I heard mom saying that Phineas lives in the door just next to us. Or at least I hope so, otherwise it would be awkward, since mom is currently knocking on the door.

A few seconds pass, then Linda opens the door. She clasps her hands together and smiles as energetically as Phineas was the first time I saw him. He's quite duller nowadays, but I can understand him.

Linda is actually a very beautiful woman, considering she has got to be at least 45. With big, red hair, almost the same color as Phineas' hair, and blue, shiny eyes, like Phineas' energetic eyes with that sparkle… wait, what am I thinking? I seriously have got to stop… maybe they have therapist on board?

"You girls look dashing!" she exclaims, with as much energy as Phineas uses to answer wi-NO. STOP IT. Do not think about that Isabella! Focus on what she's doing and forget about confusing Phineas for the moment. Linda turns around and shouts into their cabin. "Phineas, honey come on! We're leaving now!" Oh man, seriously? Well, I tried my best. Might as well keep on thinking about him. Wait, what?

Phineas appear in their common room, dressed in a pair of beige chinos-shorts and a casual white t-shirt. I smile slightly when I see him, though I couldn't control it, it just crept onto my face without me noticing it. I did however notice my dumbfounded smile when Phineas' eyes fell upon me.

I quickly look away with an ordinary, fatigued expression my face. Yet, I think he spotted me, for I can feel his eyes examine me from behind.

Phineas's POV

Marvelous, fascinating. Hidden.

She looks taller when she's wearing a maxi-dress, and red really suits her well. The dress ends just by her feet so that you can see her sandals, which frames her feet perfectly. That's the beautiful part, then comes the mysterious part, which completes the description.

Her face.

Her ever so beautiful eyes hidden behind a pair of big sunglasses, darkening her brightest spot, making her obscure and hard to judge. Her raven hair and face shape concealed behind a big hat. It's a shame, still it makes one even more curious about what's hidden behind the shields. Almost as if it's tempting and close upon irresistible to put up a fight, you can not resist. All you want to do is throw her disguise away so that you can see the real her behind it.

Isabella's simply her own metaphor. And I feel like it's getting harder and harder to dodge what's coming.