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The bus came to a stop. I rushed off, shouting a quick "See you later" to Phineas (and, to a lesser extent, Ferb). I had about half an hour to make sure the entire house was flawless, all of the right songs were ready to go on the Karaoke System the boys made, and that we had an endless supply of snacks. I burst through my front door and raced to my room, kicking off my shoes and dropping my backpack on my bed. I turned about, trying to remember everything that needed to be done. Songs, snacks, blankets, pillows, hot chocolate... oh my gosh, what am I going to wear?! I dashed to my closet, sorting through my pajamas. No, too simple. No, that

I raced along the sidewalk, my fuzzy pink boots slapping on the wet concrete. Phineas hung on the door of the bus, arguing loudly. "Look, just stay for a few more seconds! I can see her from here!" "Kid, I told you, I have to leave at exactly 7:30! Get on, will you?" The voice was deep and rough, obviously a sub bus driver. "No just a few more seconds!" "Kid, get out of the door!" "No she's right here!" Phineas leaned out further, beckoning me. I closed the gap in a few more seconds and took his outstretched hand, swinging onto the bus. "See, I told you!" Phineas declared, heading toward his seat with Ferb. "Yeah, yeah, whatever," the

Isabella woke with a jolt. The awful nightmare began to fade, only bits and pieces here and there. It had to do with Phineas, and some sort of pineapple-shaped contraption, and frostbite. Whatever it was, it was over now. She sighed, and glanced at her alarm clock. It turned from 6:59 to 7:00, and her favorite song began to play. Happily, she slid out of bed and began to get ready for school. I hear the alarm go off at six Used to be I'd wanna call in sick I always dreaded this time of day But not anymore 'cause of you Smiling you Perfect you... Good morning beautiful! I know it's gonna be a Good morning beautiful! When you're waki

I waved as an energetic Baljeet climbed out of Buford's shirt. "Hey dinner bell! Whatcha doin?" Buford shouted, mockingly tilting his head. "Uh, hello?!" Isabella waved from her spot on the log flume. I laughed, and lowered the lift from the top of the Ferris wheel. "Just building the greatest amusement park ever!" I replied, "We're pretty much done with the construction, but you can help with the test runs! Where do you want to start?" Baljeet nearly exploded with excitement, "OOOH the haunted house! The haunted house! Maybe if I go on it before, so I know what is going to happen, I can prevent myself from being scared when I go on it ag

I peeked around the fence for what would be the last time that summer; school started tomorrow. Middle School. It was a frightening thought. There he was, sitting under the tree, as perfect as he'd always been. His beautiful red hair, his sparkling deep blue eyes... I felt myself start to drift, and yanked myself back. I didn't have time to end up in Phineas-land today. Not with school right around the corner. We might not have classes together. And more importantly, he might have classes with other girls. Today was pretty much my last chance. I shook my head clear and stepped inside. "Hey Phineas! Whatcha doin?" I chirped. "Hey Isabella!"