Phineas woke. Linda had been trying to wake him for five minutes. "Phineas! It is the first day of school! I don't want you to miss the bus!" she shouted. Phineas got up quickly, got dressed, grabbed his backpack, and rushed to the door. He saw the bus was there, and Ferb was getting on. He had come just in time. He boarded the bus, and looked for an empty seat. He found one next to Isabella, who wasn't paying attention. She looked up in shock to find Phineas sitting next to her. "Hi, Isabella," Phineas greeted. Isabella couldn't have this. She had cut her ties with Phineas, and now he was trying to weasel his way back into her life. "Isabella, I'm sorry," Phineas muttered. "For what? Sitting on the bus next to me?" Isabella inquired. "No, I'm sorry I ever came into your life," Phineas muttered without disdain, but with intense sorrow. He covered his face so no one could see his tears. No! This wasn't what was supposed to happen! Isabella's romantic side cried out. He was slowly changing her temperament and her attitude, whether she liked it or not. He didn't know how much power he had, if only he knew how to wield it. He could ultimately defeat every heartbreak and wipe every tear, if he had guidance. "Well, I have mixed feelings about it," she admitted. "Why?" Phineas asked.

Now Isabella was tearing up. "Well, it is better to try and fail than never try at all, right?" she muttered.

"How did you fail?" Phineas asked her. "Why I failed, I-" she started. "How, not why," Phineas responded.

Isabella grew quiet.

"And what did you try for? Us?" Phineas continued. "You don't have to fail."

"I didn't fail," Isabella stated. "You failed."

"Forgive me," Phineas begged quietly.

"For sitting next to me?" Isabella inquired.

"Yes, but I was not talking about that," Phineas stated. He gave a pregnant pause. "Forgive me for whatever you left me for."

"No," Isabella accelerated. Their conversation went dead. She was using up every drop of self-control. She fought magnetic urges. They were both different charges and she couldn't seem to stop them from facing each other. The pull was like neodymium, pulling every cell in her body.

"Why?" Phineas inquired.

"Figure it out yourself," she enunciated curtly.

"Isabella, we've been down this road before," Phineas countered.

Those words ignited something inside her, desires, lusts, anticipations, and she knew she had to kill it.

"Yep, the bus always goes down this one," she stated.

"You know, that's not what I meant," Phineas stated back.

Then the bus unloaded. All of the students went in to the cafeteria, where they would wait to be led to the corresponding classroom. Phineas muttered something to Isabella, but she ignored him. He glimpsed Ferb talking and laughing with some unfamiliar kids. He blinked. They were lining up now. Before he knew it, they were in their homeroom. His teacher this year was none other than Heinz Doofenshmirtz. "Welcome to Evil- I mean perfectly good Science!" Heinz sputtered. He was a little weird. "Take a seat anywhere. These seating positions aren't set in stone, so bear with me."

Phineas sat to the right of Isabella, much to her dismay.

"I have a really cool way to learn all of your names," Heinz started.

"To start, boy in the blue striped shirt, hand out these popsicle sticks. Each person gets one. You write your full name on it, and no funny business, or else. I am pairing you with a random classmate for our first science project."

Soon, all of the popsicle sticks were filled out and in the can.

"Froyo Davis, please stand," Heinz instructed. "Wow, Froyo is your real name? Your parents must have hated you."

Heinz didn't even notice the anger in his eyes.

"Ignacio Fernando, please stand," Heinz requested. "You two will be lab partners for our first project."

Phineas noticed that Heinz had written their names next to their faces.

"Baljeet Tjinder, please stand," Heinz requested. "Okay, you don't have to give me the zombie look."

Heinz was so oblivious.

"Ferb Fletcher, please stand," Heinz instructed. "You and Baljeet will be lab partners for our first project."

"Gretchen Brown, please stand," Heinz requested.

"Hans Chapman, please stand," Heinz instructed. "You two will be lab partners for our first project."

The two didn't look necessarily happy, but they didn't look like they minded each other.

"Ginger Hirano, please stand," Heinz requested.

"Fiona Helen Gruber, please stand," Heinz requested. "You two will be lab partners for our first project as well."

"Isabella Garcia-Shapiro, please stand," Heinz continued.

"Phineas Flynn, please stand," Heinz requested. "You two will be lab partners for our first project too. Blah, I have said that too many times."

Muwahaha. Did you see this coming? :-รพ If so, have a virtual chocolate chip cookie. Review your thoughts, brainchildren, and constructive criticisms. Now go, hug a burrito!