Phineas Point Of View

"What a wonderful morning! Wait, this is the last day of summer! Oh, shoot," I thought as I went to get myself dressed. I went into the kitchen. My mom sat there smiling with my breakfast. I ate it as fast as I could, much to her horror. "Mom, I need to find something out. If I don't find out why Isabella cares about my destiny by the end of today, she is going to never come back," I explained.

"You're joki-" Mom started.

"I'm dead serious!" I yelled.

"Phineas Flynn, don't talk to your mother that way!" she scolded.

"I'm sorry," I retracted.

"I accept your apology," Mom responded.

"Mom, I need you to tell me why she cares about my destiny," I explained.

"Are you in love with her?" Mom asked. I hated that.

"Yes," I admitted.

"She loves you. She has a crush on you. She wants to be your girlfriend. Know it or not, you've broken her heart. I'd be very careful and hasty right now. What you need to do is tell her that you know these things, that you are in love with her, and ask her to be your girlfriend, and when she asks you for something, don't hesitate to do it," Mom explained.

"So the answer to the question?" I asked. I needed specifics and I needed them as soon as possible.

"Isabella cares about your destiny because she is in love with you," she answered.

"Thanks, Mom. Oh, and Isabella must never hear of this talk we have had, ever," I muttered hastily.

"Got it," Mom responded.

I went outside. It was a cloudy day, almost overcast, but some light was peeking through. I was completely unprepared for what came next. Isabella came in through the gate. Everything was like glowing, and I felt a strange wave pass over me. I felt myself light up like a pyrotechnic's excitement gone wrong. This was weird and beautiful.

"Hey, Phineas, whatcha' doin'?" Isabella asked.

Time seemed to stop. It was like staring at a still picture for five minutes, that is, the most beautiful picture in the-

"Do you have the answer to the question yet?" Isabella inquired.

"Yes," I responded. "I think." In retrospect, I should have stuck to the one-word answer.

"And what would that be?" Isabella asked.

This was, of course, the time my mouth had no words supplied. I tried and failed to make a sound.

"Phineas, the fact that you aren't responding isn't helping!" Isabella exclaimed.

"I, uh," I started. Why did she have to gouge these moments?

"Phineas, is your brain broken or something?" she asked.

I nodded his head haphazardly.

"Phineas," Isabella beckoned. "Phineas!"

"What?! Oh, sorry," I apologized. I could almost taste her lips from there. All the while, I thought about how she wasn't joyful. My heart was beating really fast. I felt something moving inside of me. But something wasn't happening, that should have.

"Fine, if that's how you want to be," Isabella muttered.

I got up immediately. "Wait! Isabella!"

"What?" Isabella murmured frustrated.

Words refused to come, again. It was like she had magic powers.

"Never mind," Isabella muttered as she lay down in the grass unhappily.

I lay down a foot away. I felt uneasy doing so, as if it wasn't my place. She wasn't in a good mood.

Isabella placed her left hand in my right. It soothed me.

"Look at that cloud," Isabella motioned.

"It looks like a, raindrop?" I wondered.

"Hmm, I guess you could say that," Isabella agreed.

"What about that one, right next to us?" I asked.

"It looks like a warhead exploding on thin air," Isabella responded.

"Cumulonimbus," I muttered. Now that is a storm cloud.

"What?" Isabella asked. Suddenly, rain procured all over us. It was if the heavens had a leak. We both got up immediately. We ran to the screen door.

Ferb stuck his tongue out from behind the glass. Why? Couldn't he just let us in? He is so difficult sometimes.

I led us to the front door, where the eve shielded them from the rain. I didn't have to try the door to know Ferb locked it.

"Isabella, are you okay?" I inquired.

"I'm fine," she replied.

"Sorry, I just, I worry about you," I responded. "I don't ever want to lose you. I made a PowerPoint presentation on that."

"Ookay," Isabella responded. That was when I realized something was wrong.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" I asked, fear flying in my face.

Isabella face palmed and turned around. I wasn't fully comprehending how bad this was.

"Isabella! You aren't leaving, are you?" I asked, full of fear. "I know why you care about my destiny!"

"It doesn't even matter anymore," Isabella responded. "You know why?"

I shook my head in utter discontent. I wanted to grab her and not let go.

"I don't care about your destiny anymore. Heck, I don't even care about you, period," Isabella turned.

"What? No! But I wanted to be your boyfriend, and husband, and, I thought that was the reason you cared about my destiny," I cried. I felt like part of me was cracking.

"It was; I don't know what possessed me, but I am so over you!" Isabella shouted.

"NO! PLEASE! I'LL DO ANYTHING FOR JUST ONE MORE DAY!" I screamed. Anguish flew through my blood stream.

Isabella turned her back on me.

"DON'T LEAVE ME ALL BY MYSELF! Please," I cried. "I can't live without you." I stood in her way to leave. This couldn't be the end.

"Let me go!" Isabella shouted.

"Not if you don't swear that you'll come back," I responded. I got a little comfort from my own words. She tried to run past me, but I tackled her in a hug. When I heard her heartbeat, I felt that much worse. But I couldn't let go. Then, eventually, she broke out of the hug and left. I found myself staring at where she was, hoping that the space time continuum would have some random hiccup. Then I heard her shut the door, as she entered her house. She just shut the door.

I stood still as the sky rained down gallons of water upon me. My eyes were raining too, more than they ever had before. Maybe if I stayed right there, in the moment, Isabella wouldn't seem far. I put my hands out, both palms up, and watched the rain hit my fingers. I realized that was a stupid thought. My hands started shaking. I just lost. I just lost everything important to me. "Why, God, why?!" I screamed. Lightning struck in the distance. The crack of thunder didn't make me feel any better. It can be called coincidence, but that timing was something else. If God was against me, how could I stand? I cowered back. I knocked on the front door, Ferb opened it. "Thanks for ruining my life," I retorted.

Ferb looked shocked.

"Thanks to your little prank, Isabella left and she isn't coming back, ever," I informed.

"Wait, seriously? I'm sorry," Ferb apologized.

"The damage is already done," I muttered as tears travelled down my face like weary travellers.

Ferb gave me a hug.

I cried into my brother's shoulder; I wasn't really mad at him. I knew it wasn't his fault. Then I left for my room. Looking back on all we did together, I felt like there was a problem that made me want to cry. It was slow poisoning, like mercury, but it had seeped into all of my friends, even Ferb. We used to laugh, we used to laugh. Buford decided he was too cool to build, and Ferb too. Isabella was gone, and Baljeet- I don't know. Remembering what she said was like looking at bullet holes in my chest. I couldn't stand, couldn't stop myself from remembering the musical sound of her voice when she greeted me this morning. Why does everyone subscribe to this madness?! I guess I'll just go on like nothing happened. I hope that works. My countenance denies it.

This chapter is meant to be a little more in depth. :'( Sad. What a corrupted Danville society. I honestly can't believe how fast I wrote this. I am stoked on that! =D