Wait... School Exists?

Chapter One - Good Morning, Danville!!

(A/N): Hiyo muchachos! Okays, this is my first fanfiction, like, EVER. Sometimes, I come up with really good idea, and other times I burp... I'm not very ladylike... Or well spoken... ANTYWAYS, on with this story!

*Beep, Beep, Beep* "Gooooood Morning Danville! It looks like it's gonna be a nice sunny day today, so get up out of bed! Don't sleep away the last day of Summer!" The radio personality blared his wakeup call to all listening. Phineas Flynn and Ferb Fletcher both awoke anxious and excited for the last day of summer.

"Woah, the last day of summer? Ferb! It's the last day of summer!" Phineas exclaimed as his step-brother stretched. Ferb merely looked at him and nodded, as if he should have known. "Damn, we invented the summer away! Do you know what this means?" Phineas said as he rose and started towards his dresser.

He had grown quite a bit from his scrawny 10-year-old body into quite an attractive 16-year-old. He was skinny and solid, not lanky in the least. He was 5'10" had the subtle markings of a six-pack, but kept it at just that. He pulled on his striped v-neck and jean shorts for the day. He looked across the room as Ferb answered.

"Obviously, we need to outdo ourselves in the biggest way possible." Ferb's British accent still rang clear as day although he's lived in America for 7 years. Phineas grinned. Even though Ferb was near silent around people, he and Phineas talked every single day about anything and everything. Phineas was a little disappointed that Ferb would be moving into Candace's room at the end of the school year.

"So what are we thinking?" Phineas said as he reclined on his bed and waited for his step-brother to get dressed. Phineas was not the only one who had grown over the years. Ferb was slightly taller than Phineas at 5'11" with a much more solid appearance: Unlike his step-brother, Ferb had much more prominent muscles, not bulging, but enough to impress the girls.

"Well, as creepy as he is, we may need to contact Irving and ask for the UPAFDS." Ferb replied, as he looked for his beige polo. Why he insisted on beige, and how never got an oil stain, Phineas would never know. "Then we can see what has been done already, and therefore, make no repeat." Ferb finished as he got his lavender pants out.

"Good idea! After breakfast, we can go get Isabella and head on over!" Phineas rose from his mattress and slipped on his Converse as his brother did the same. Ferb smirked at his brother's subtle mention of their best friend and applied his blank stare as they descended the stairs together.

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Across the street, Isabella Garcia-Shapiro woke up to the same message, eager for anything the boys were planning. Oh, I just know it's gonna be something BIG!, she thought as she speedily jumped in the shower. I can't believe another summer has passed! This has been our most successful boredom-free summer yet! 

Isabella ginned to herself as she exited the shower and walked back to her room to get dressed for the day. She thought about everything they invented that summer and was shocked that they were even more creative than all the summers before. She then became flustered by the unpleasant thoughts that flooded her head as she dragged her fuschia tank over her bra and sports bra.

Isabella was growing into a beautiful young woman. At least, that's what her mother told her. Her friends just said she was the perfect blend of cute and sexy. She didn't believe any of them. Well, maybe she believed the cute part, but people have been telling her she was cute since before she could even remember. 

Maybe if a certain person would say those things... she thought with a sigh. The unpleasant thoughts that swarmed through her head were of none other than Him. I should have told him. Now it's the last day of summer and were still just friends... 

She yanked her white shorts over her hips and made sure the zipper was pulled up tight. She looked in the mirror and made sure her hair bow was straight.

"Bowties are cool." She giggled to herself as she quoted her favorite British TV show. She looked herself over once more and had to admit she looked GOOD.

The tank top was snug enough to hug her newly found curves and long enough to show no mid-drift. Her shorts were long enough to be modest, but short enough to show legs for days. The off-white color complimented her tan legs as well as the white and pink Converse she put on.

She snickered to herself as she recalled what Buford would call them from time to time... "Look guys, We're the Converse Crew!" Everyone looked at each other's shoes and laughed as they saw he was right. She smiled fondly at the memory as she went down stairs to the kitchen, where she was happily greeted by Pinky, her shaky Chihuahua.

"Hey, sweetie! You're hungry, aren't ya?" Isabella sweet-talked her pup as she retrieved his food from the cupboard. She poured his food, and then made some cereal for herself.

She may be able to lead a Fireside Troop, and help the Flynn-Fletcher boys with their logic-defying projects, but Ms. Isabella Garcia-Shapiro could not cook for her life. She wasn't worried, though. She was a quick learner and figured she'd learn this school year in Home Ec. She finished her bowl of cereal just as she heard the doorbell ring. She smiled and muttered, "Right on time, boys."

She walked over to the door with a quick peek at the mirror and sing-songed a "Who is it?" even though she knew very well who it was.

"Oh, c'mon, who else could it possibly be?" she heard Phineas tease. She looked through the peephole and sighed a smittened sigh. I'm such a creep, she thought as she gazed at him. The sun made his hair look like the fire that burned in her heart.

"A thief or a jail bird, even Houdini! The possibilities are endless...." she finally replied while straightening her bow and unlocking the door. "Hello, boys." she smiled at them both, but Phineas seemed to have held her gaze for a smidgen longer.

She finally tore her eyes away to adjust her hem. This boy will be the death of me. "So what's on the agenda, guys?" She directed this question a bit more towards Ferb, who she could have sworn was smirking just a second ago.

Over the years, Ferb had grown to know Isabella much better. They had always been good friends, but now they were like brother and sister. He spoke around her almost as much as he did with Phineas. "We've got to check the UPAFDS."

Isabella made a face. Phineas chuckled at it while Ferb hid a smile. "Ugh, Irving's? Do we have to??" Irving seriously creeped Isabella out. She apparently caught his eye when they turned 12. He was always making suggestive comments towards her that literally made her shiver (not in a good way).

"Well, yea. He's the only one who has completely documented each of our summers to date. Besides, he's not all bad." Phineas finally graced Isabella's ears with his slightly deep voice.

Instead of swooning, she frowned.  "Easy for you to say, he doesn't stare at you like you're a savory steak." They all pondered that for a moment. "Okay, scratch that, but he still weirds me out."

"Sorry, Isabella, but its all we've -" Phineas was cut short by a sudden wind. The kind of wind you would feel on a mountain, not in a suburban neighborhood. The trio looked up at the sky.

"What the monkeys..." Isabella muttered. The sky was completely clear of any clouds, but they couldn't shake the feeling that a storm was brewing. It wasn't a pleasant feeling.

"I think we should go... now." Even Ferb sounded a little shaken. Phineas and Isabella looked at him, each other, then back at the sky as they murmured their agreement. Isabella locked her front door and they hurried down the street to Irving's house, each occasionally checking their surroundings and the sky. None of the three understood why they were worried, but one thing was for sure: Today was going to be interesting. 

(A/N): How are y'all liking it? Yay or nay? I tried my best to portray how I personally think the boys would look after 5-6 years. And I'm basically just modeling Isabella off myself... What can I say? I have a weakness for redheads ^-^ I didn't describe her too much, I don't wanna give people the wrong idea about this story.... Why are you looking at me like that? ...I'M TELLING THE TRUTH ;_; Reviews would be nice. Flame on if you want, but I warn you, I'm a water bender.