Vanessa woke up.
"Good morning, honey bun. Let's get ready now, so we can make it there early," her father instructed warmly.
Vanessa sighed and opened her phone. She usually tried to scold her dad, but she did I not that day. She was completely oblivious to how quickly she transitioned from knowing Ferb to giving him her phone number to texting him first thing after she woke. "Hi Ferb" she texted.
"Good morning, Vanessa." Ferb texted back almost too promptly.
"Brb I need to get ready" Vanessa texted haphazardly as she got up out of bed and got dressed.
"K" Ferb texted immediately.
Vanessa thought, amused, about how Ferb spelled out the good morning greeting but didn't spell out the word "okay" as she ate her breakfast and made her lunch. "Intriguing," Vanessa thought as she pulled the spinach out of the fridge. Her hands moved quickly and deliberately. Soon, her lunch was finished. Then she realized she hadn't eaten breakfast yet. She smacked herself in the face. "What is wrong with me?" Vanessa asked herself. She got out the honey cereal and the soymilk. She opened the cupboard hastily and got herself a bowl. She went into the silverware drawer and obtained a long, slender vanadium steel utensil that was called a spoon. She threw it all together in a beautiful hodgepodge. She remembered the missing ingredient that moment. She opened the fridge and came out smiling with the package of raspberries in her hands. She placed a couple in her cereal randomly, like acorns in a park. Then her hand grasped the vanadium steel as she slurped up a spoonful of mostly milk. She suddenly quickened her pace as soon as she saw the time. She felt like her mind was blurred as she absentmindedly finished getting ready. She was soon in the back of her dad's car that was bought by alimony checks from her mother. She used to not be okay with this, but she knew her father knew not to go out and try to meet her friends, because that would make her look really bad, and tarnish her reputation. She had made it clear to him that he was not to interact with any of her friends unless prompted, and if so, minimally. She pulled out her phone and realized it was low battery, much to her dismay. She thought she had charged it last night. Then she remembered the plug hadn't been connected to the wall. She wanted to cry and scream at the same time. She did everything on her phone. She leaned back and grabbed the car door with her right hand and the side of her seat with her left. She took in a couple deep breaths. "Is something wrong?" Heinz asked her.
"I'm fine, Dad," Vanessa responded disappointedly.
"Something has you upset. Do tell," Heinz prompted.
"My phone is almost dead!" Vanessa exclaimed. "Now quiet!"
"Honey, I have a phone charger right here," Heinz explained. He motioned to the center console.
Vanessa opened it to find a standard phone charger. "Aw, come on, Dad! You know my phone only takes that special kind!"
"Oh, sorry honey. That is all I have," Heinz stated.
"Come on! Haven't we had this exact situation before?!" Vanessa shouted with anger.
"Um," Heinz blabbed.
Vanessa sighed in frustration. "It's okay, Dad. Just drive to school," she instructed in a self consoling voice.
"Sure thing, dear," Heinz responded.
Soon they arrived. Vanessa hated her physical education teacher. It was Mrs. What's-Her-Face.
"Alright, class! Let's do some jumping jacks!" Mrs. What's-Her-Face exclaimed.
Vanessa followed along unhappily. Soon she was on to F. Monogram's class. She did not enjoy learning about the Sumerians at all. She ended up falling asleep.
Then on to Mrs. Weaver's class she went. She ended up writing a two page essay. Apparently Mrs. Weaver loved essays.
Then she went to lunch. She sat next to Ferb, Danny, Cecil, Dana, and others.
"Good noon!" Ferb greeted.
Vanessa giggled lightly. "Why doesn't anyone ever say that?"
"Noon is a pretty small part of day," Ferb explained.
"Ah, yes," Vanessa responded.
"Are you alright? You seem tense," Ferb noted.
"I just never feel at ease when my phone is dead," Vanessa admitted.
"We could charge it over lunch," Ferb suggested.
"Okay, sure. Wait, my phone only takes a certain type of charger!" Vanessa exclaimed semi-quietly. Vanessa looked over to see Ferb holding that specific type of charger.
"Wait, how do you have the exactly right one?" Vanessa inquired, baffled.
"That is just the kind my phone takes," Ferb answered.
"Weird," Vanessa commented. She plugged it in without any teacher noticing. "Anyway, what kind of phone do you have?"
Ferb showed her.
"Oh, so our phones are exactly the same?" Vanessa guessed.
Ferb motioned to their cases.
"Oh, yeah, different color. I remember the day my mom got me this phone. That was a bad day, but hilarious in retrospect," Vanessa explained. "I slipped on oil, ran headfirst into a large man, don't ask me how I knew he was a fruit fan, and I finished my all-time favorite book series. That morning, a fly got in my coffee, and that night, I dislocated my ankle after tripping over a, um, a chair. Yeah, chair."
"Ouch," Ferb responded. "So, how did you know the man was a fruit fan?"
"Don't ask!" Vanessa shouted.
Ferb just cracked up.
"Hey!" Vanessa shouted through her laughter.
As Ferb and Vanessa were chatting, Danny went up to Cecil's ear. "Cece, see a couple there?" Danny wondered.
"A mile away," Cecil responded.
Meanwhile, Ferb and Vanessa were gasping for air after their laughing fit that brought maybe a little too much attention to themselves.
"Fruit of the loom?" Ferb inquired.
Vanessa just shook her head. "He was holding a banana."
They burst into laughter.
"Why are we even talking about this?" Vanessa asked herself. Even though she was in the moment, she knew something was off with her. Like, she needed to take inventory.
"Yellow or green?" Ferb asked.
"Why?" Vanessa asked incredulously.
"I don't know. Weren't we talking about something really important a minute ago?" Ferb inquired.
"Um, let's see, banana, homeless man, oh, yeah! I finished the Perfect Summer series, which is pretty self-explanatory, except it ends tragic," Vanessa explained.
"How so?" Ferb wondered.
"The summer ends, and their lives go to ****," Vanessa explained.
Something clicked in Ferb's head.
"That's sad," Ferb responded. "How so?"
"They have a legendary summer, but after it, the group disintegrates. Life at the top is addictive, and you can only be there once. Once you fall from glory, it isn't ever the same," Vanessa explained.
Ferb tried his best to act like what she told him hadn't sincerely affected him.
Ferb noticed a new boy handing out- What? He had to have imagined that.
And lunch was over. Vanessa's phone charged to 20%.
In her father's class, Vanessa never agknowledged Heinz as her father. He was not the coolest guy.
While she was holding insect coxae with tweezers, she dozed off.
"Vanessa?" Lacey beckoned.
But Vanessa was so gone. Everyone watched with an awkward silence as Vanessa idled over the solution.
"You're supposed to put them in," Heinz explained.
Vanessa did not respond.
"Hello! Vanessa? This is your teacher speaking. Somebody get me a feather!" Heinz exclaimed.
A feather was provided and Heinz took it in his hands.
He stepped up with it, and rubbed it rapidly on Vanessa's face.
She dropped them in, causing the solution to make a sizzling sound.
"Whoa! What the-" Vanessa started.
Everyone burst into laughter.
"Da- Dr. Doofenshmirtz!" Vanessa exclaimed.
"Next time, stay in this dimension," Heinz advised. "So, as you see class..."
What was Vanessa thinking about? What am I thinking about? What are you thinking about? Why am I asking all of these questions? Why is light not made of atoms? Why are banana? o_O Okay, I need to stop. Review!