Hey everyone! It's fashionandstylegurl! I'm pretty mad, because I accidentally deleted the whole chapter and now I'm rewriting it. Oh well... Either way, I hope you guys like it. This is the last chapter of the story. It's sad, but I'm making a trilogy like thing. The stories won't be totally related, but they have my OC Taylor. She's evil! The next story is called Fireside VS Firework. Look out for it! And I know I should've updated soon. Like I said, I accidentally deleted the last chapter. Stupid computer software. And I also have school and other boring stuff. Play rehearsals were kind of fun, homework is killing me (I have a 1000 word essay on a book due Tuesday), tests are coming up because next week, we don't have a regular schedule, and this huge project that my BFF and I have to work on is due on Friday! Plus, I did the Day of Silence. I made the whole school day! Who else did it? Well, I should really stop rambling about myself. Oh, and before I forget, partial credit goes to Perry is Cato for sending me the colors in this chapter. Oh, and when you see a line break after Isabella's POV, it's still her POV! And all of the girls are wearing high heels! Off to reviews...

humanusscriptor-I hate to say this, but my chapter was actually 4193 words, which is what the computer calculated. I don't know where you got the 3713 words from. Sorry for using technology. (and sorry, that was super rude. But, you were rude to me, so I believe that I should be rude back)

TeddyBearz88-Thanks. And have you heard TTYLXOX by Bella Thorne. The way you said ttylxox reminded me of that. I personally like the mash up between Something To Dance For and TTYLXOX the most.

Tink555-Thanks. I absolutely love Alphabet Improv, so I had to fit it in this story somehow! And I'd love to be your beta reader. Just send me your chapters through DocX after we establish a connection on it. And all of your questions will be answered in the chapter.

dbzgtfan2004-Thanks! And you should try using explanation points! They're fun!

missjustice1-Thanks! And I also laughed at the part when Buford thought "You" was "U". Oh, how I love that part. I didn't think I left you guys on a cliffy, so that relieved me a lot. And I never really mash words. Though, my friends and I have a secret language, kind of. You would get a word, take out the first letter and replace it with the first letter of your name. Like Isabella saying "Awesome." would be "Iwesome". It's complicated and incoherent at times, but it works!

Nice-IKR! You guys probably knew that would happen, but did you expect it there. I was going to write the break up in this chapter, but I decided not to. And that should happen. Raise you hand if you want to see Taylor jumping off a cliff yelling "I'M A BABY!" I sure would like to. *raises hand* And you can keep wondering until the chapter's done. Or possibly longer! And thank you!

IzzytheGreat14-Thanks! :)

isabella012-Cool. And so do I.

And now the disclaimer...

Me: Hey Phineas. What'cha doin?

Phineas: I'm having another do-nothing day.

Me: Where's Ferb?

Phineas: Behind me.

Me *looks behind Phineas* Oh! Why is he building something?

Phineas: Because this girl named Vanessa asked him to.

Me: Oh, that makes sense.

Isabella: Hey Phineas. What'cha doin?

Me: *looks at Isabella*

Phineas: I'm having another do-nothing day.

Isabella: Then what's the invention for?

Phineas: Just something Ferb made.

Isabella: Can I join your do-nothing day?

Phineas: Of course.

Me: *smiles* Well, I'm just going to be leaving. You two lovebirds have fun. *hastily runs out of the backyard*

Phineas and Isabella: *blushes and smiles*

Isabella's POV

The bus was unusually quiet today. Everyone was silent, except for the little murmurs that I heard here and there. Phineas and I sat next to each other.

"So, are you scared?" I ask, trying to break the silence between us. Phineas nods.

"Of course." he responds. "But, we're doing the right thing."

"Well, I hope so." I say. "What if our suspicions are wrong?"

"Trust me, they're right." Phineas says. I smile slightly.

"Kay." I choke out. Phineas takes out a metal ball from his backpack.

"What's that?" I ask, pointing at the metal ball.

"It's all part of the plan." Phineas responds. I nod, and the rest was silence, until I heard a slap. Yep, Taylor slapped me.

"What was that for?" I ask angrily. Taylor smirks.

"Oh, nothing." she answers oh-so-innocently. I was really angry, so I tried to punch Taylor. But, Phineas stopped me.

"Don't stoop down to her level." he says. I nod again, and we were at school already. Everyone piles out of the bus. Not a lot of people brought bags. Most people just brought a paper packet which I suspected as our animal essay thing. The Fireside Girls (including me and Taylor) left their bags at the Fireside Girls meeting place because we all promised that we would change together. Everyone entered Ms. Black's room. I looked around. Irving had his tux on! Hahahahaha!

"OK kids, before you all go to the 5th Grade Prom, you all have to give me your animal essays that were due TODAY." Ms. Black says. She yelled "today" as if it was the last word she would ever say.

"So, we will be going in alphabetical order." Ms. Black tells us. "Adyson, you're up first."

"I did turtles." she says as she hands Ms. Black her packet. Am I really going to let this happen? I can't, right?

"Baljeet." Ms. Black says. Baljeet smiles.

"I did lizards." he tells Ms. Black. He handed her the essay. It looked super neat. Baljeet wouldn't stop smiling.

"OK, Buford." Ms. Black rolls her eyes.

"I did plants." he says angrily. He reluctantly gave Ms. Black the packet, as if he knew she was evil. Or he was probably still mad about yesterday. I'll go with the second choice.

"Wow." Ms. Black says. "Django."

"Yes." he says dramatically. "I did kangaroos." He passes Ms. Black the essay dramatically, as if the world is a stage, which was quoted by Shakespeare.

"OK." she says nervously. "Ferb." Ferb just blinks as he steadily hands Ms. Black the packet.

"It seems like you did monkeys." Ms. Black says while reading the packet. "Ginger."

"I did pandas." she says. She hands Ms. Black the packet.

"Gretchen." Ms. Black says.

"I did snails." she responds, while handing Ms. Black the essay.

"Holly." Ms. Black says while examining Gretchen's packet. There was a little bit of snail goo like thing on it.

"I did foxes." she says. She just threw the packet, which Ms. Black perfectly caught.

"Irving." Ms. Black says slowly, as if she hates Irving's guts.

"Tadpoles and frogs." he responds as he pretends to be cool. He gives Ms. Black his essay. She looked absolutely disgusted.

"That was weird." Ms. Black states. "Isabella." Great. My name.

"Uh, I did hedgehogs." I hesitate. I got my essay, but I wasn't sure if I should turn it in or not. I looked at Phineas. He was mouthing "Give it to her." so I did. I hope that wasn't a mistake.

"Great." Ms. Black says fake optimistically. "Katie."

"I did squirrels." Katie smiles happily while handing Ms. Black her essay. "I love squirrels!"

"That's good." Ms. Black rolls her eyes. "Milly."

"I did birds." she says while flapping her arms up and down like she was a bird. She hands Ms. Black the essay.

"Phineas." Ms. Black says quickly. Phineas got up, as if he didn't know that Ms. Black was evil.

"I did dogs." he says. He gave Ms. Black his essay.

"Taylor." Ms. Black says.

"Platypuses is what I did." Taylor says. She hands Ms. Black the essay.

"Perfect." she says. "Now, I can use all of the information to destroy OWCA once and for all!" Each and every one of us looked at Ms. Back weirdly.

"I mean, you all get A's." she tries to pull off. For most of the kids, it worked. But not for Phineas and I. I glanced at Phineas. He was pushing the metal ball, and the next thing I knew, all of the OWCA agents was beating Ms. Black up. I go up to Phineas.

"What is up with that metal ball?" I ask.

"Well, I set it up to attract all of the OWCA agents." Phineas tells me.

"Phineas, you're a genius!" I yell. I hug him as tight as I could, possibly squeezing the life out of him. When I finally let go, Phineas was smiling. I looked behind me to see police officers arresting Ms. Black.

"No, I'm innocent!" she yells, but she was already handcuffed. She kept screaming until we couldn't even hear her anymore, because she was being locked up into jail. I saw Perry and Pinky pulling their fedora hat down, like a secret agent. Then, all the animals left the room. Everyone was silent, until Phineas decided to speak up.

"So, who's ready for the 5th Grade Prom?" Phineas asks.

"I sure am." Irving says, pulling on his tux. Everyone started to laugh. The boys left the room, and I tugged Gretchen and Adyson.

"Come on!" I smile. "Let's go to the Fireside Girls meeting place to get ready!"

Taylor's POV

Everyone was walking to the Fireside Girls meeting place. I can't wait to see their demise. I have an evil plan that Phineas gave to me. But, first I need to get ready. We got to the Fireside Girls meeting place. When we walked in, I immediately yelled.

"Who's make up are we using?" I ask.

"Mine!" Katie yells. "I already set it up in the bathroom!" Well, this ought to be good. We all walked into the bathroom. The make up was actually pretty impressive. It's like they had everything. She had lip stick, lip gloss, lip balm, blush, foundation, concealer, eye liner, mascara and eye shadow. She also had a curling iron and a straightening iron with many hair clips and ties. Lastly, she had nail polish, almost all of the colors and crackle top coat.

"How did I do?" Katie asks me.

"Amazing." I say. "So, did everyone do the color they have to do?"

"Yep." everyone says at about different times. Then we all started to change, taking turns using the make up and the hair accessories. At the end, I was done, but everyone else was putting their finishing touches. I sneak out of the bathroom and I lock it, so then no one can come out. The bomb placed in the fake lie detector will demolish them into ashes. MWA HA HA HA HA! I then grab my cellphone to call a taxi. I don't want to be a pile of ashes!

Phineas' POV

(AN: Sorry about the super short Taylor POV, I just had to fit it in!)

"This is going great." I mutter.

"It is." Django mutters back. Right now, the 5th Grade Prom is super boring. The girls and the boys are separate, and right now, it has to stay that way. We have two instructors, one old, bald man and one eccentric woman that dyed her hair bright red. For something that's supposed to be the most romantic thing in the year, it's not even close to romantic.

"OK, now we're going to dance Cotton Eyed Joe!" the bald man says. I heard groans everywhere. This couldn't get worse.

Where did you come from

Where did you go

Where did you come from

Cotton Eyed Joe

Everyone was pretending to be cowboys and cowgirls. And everyone was pretending to be happy, pretending to have fun. I saw the expression on most of the people here, and they were bored to death. The bald man and the red head tried to sing this song, but they stink at singing. Most of us had our ears plugged. We didn't care if we got into trouble, we just didn't want that torture in our ears. After the song, the bald man finally said something that made me actually smile.

"OK, the girls and boys can combine now!" he says. I heard "Yeah!"s everywhere. I was excited myself. But, there was only one girl that I recognized. Taylor. Where was Gretchen, Adyson, Holly, Katie, Ginger, Milly, especially Isabella?

"Taylor!" I yell, but sadly she didn't hear me. She was too concentrated on dancing to Party Rock Anthem. She was wearing an emerald green, silky dress which was one strap. The shoulder with the strap had some fabric draping down the arm. The dress went down to her ankles. There was pearls on the waist. She wore white gloves and a matching purse. She also wore a pearl necklace and pearl earrings. Her shoes matched her dress. It as the same color as the dress with pearly colored stripes. Her hair was curled a little bit more than usual. Her nails were painted emerald green. Lastly, she wore blush, foundation, concealer, clear lip gloss, mascara and glittery emerald green eye shadow on her eyelids.

"Taylor!" I yell, but even louder and closer. She still didn't hear me, or maybe she's ignoring me.

"TAYLOR!" I ended up shouting to the top of my lungs, using all of my voice and air I could get. She turned to face me. She was obviously annoyed.

"What do you want?" she asks rudely. Wow, she knows how to hold a grudge.

"Where's all of the Fireside Girls?" I ask, trying to be as calm as possible.

"I have no idea." she answers.

"You were with them last." I say.

"Seriously, Phineas," Taylor says. "I have no idea."

"Yes, you do!" I yell.

"Sorry." she says. I can tell that she was lying, so I do the trick that works for everyone. Say random things.

"Fuzzy cantaloupes." I yell.

"What?" she says.

"Dancing gorillas." I say.

"You're absolutely crazy!" Taylor says.

"101 persians." I say.

"The Fireside Girls are trapped in the Fireside Girls meeting place!" she blurts out. She then realized what she said, so she covers her mouth quickly and gasps.

"Taylor," I start to breathe heavily. "That place has a bomb that's supposed to blow up today!"

"What?" she says, faking to be shocked.

"Yeah!" I say, copying her high pitched, fake voice.

"I got to go save them." I mutter as I hastily dash out of the school. Baljeet tried to stop me.

"Where are you going?" he asks with his Indian accent.

"The Fireside Girls meeting place." I respond. I have to get there fast.

Isabella's POV

I slip on my shoes as everyone puts on their last touches. We're about ready to go to the 5th Grade Prom.

"Are you guys ready?" I ask, hopping because I still need to put on my right shoe.

"Yeah!" chimed everyone. After I put on my shoe, I looked at everyone. They were all chatting, smiling, laughing, just having plain fun. I tried to turn the doorknob, but it wouldn't budge.

"This thing needs to open!" I yell in frustration. Everyone looks at me.

"Let me try." Gretchen says. She tries to turn the doorknob, but it was just the same result, it wouldn't budge.

"What's going on?" Holly asks.

"You know, I think we're locked in here." I say.

"NO!" Ginger yells, which might've broken my eardrums. She runs to the door and hastily tries to open it, but it was impossible.

"This can't be happening to me!" she says. She starts pacing around the room.

"Ginger, calm down." Milly says. "Taylor probably has a way to get us out of here."

"You're right." Ginger says. She was panting like crazy. "Taylor, help us." There was no response.

"Taylor?" Katie says, but to no avail.

"I can't see Taylor anywhere." Adyson states.

"But wasn't she here with us when we came?" Katie asks.

"Yeah, she was." Ginger says.

"You guys," I start. "She locked us in here."

"What?" everyone says. I nod.

"It's official, I hate Taylor." Holly and Ginger say in unison. It was pretty silent, as everyone was making sure that they looked perfect.

Holly was wearing a white dress. It has straps, which has tinted white fabric hanging off of it, which traced to her wrist. She wore a white tank top under the dress. At her waist was a white ribbon with a ribbon tied in the front of the dress. The dress went down to her ankles. Her shoes and her purse matched her dress. Her nails were painted carnation pink. Her lip gloss matched. She was also wearing mascara and eye liner which brought out her brown eyes, concealer and foundation. Her usual curly piggy tails were no more. She straightened her hair a little to make it a little wavy and then she put her hair into a side ponytail. Lastly, she wore diamond studs.

Katie was wearing a Mexican rooted dress. She wore a cerulean short sleeve dress. The sleeves were made of tinted cerulean fabric. There was an black, intricate pattern on the above her chest and on the bottom hem of her dress. She had a black ribbon on her waist. The dress went down to close her ankles. She wore a matching purse. Her shoes were mostly black, with a cerulean intricate pattern on her toes and cerulean heels. Her nails were super light pink and her necklace was light pink. She wore light pink lip gloss, blush, foundation, mascara and cerulean eye shadow on her eyelids. She wore her blonde, straight hair down.

Adyson was wearing a pink dress. It was technically strapless, because the strap weren't on the shoulders, they were on her top arm. The straps were purple. There was a pink rose in the middle of the top hem, on the front. There was a purple ribbon on her waist. The dress went to her ankles. Her purse was purple on the top and pink on the bottom. It had a gem in the smack middle of it. The shoes had a rose on her toes, pearls in the middle where there was no shoe and the shoes had purple heels. Her nails matched her dress. She was wearing pink lip gloss, blush, mascara, eye liner, foundation and concealer. Her hair was almost the same, except for the fact that her bangs weren't as visible and that her hair seemed darker than usual.

Ginger was wearing a yellow dress. It had only one strap, which was ruffly. The strap traced a line to the end of the dress, staying ruffly. The dress was ruffled less than the strap and its line, though there was ruffly, horizontal lines throughout the dress. The dress was shorter than most of ours, being halfway to her knees. Her shoes were silver, having an intricate pattern of diamonds on her foot. There was diamonds on her ankle and her toes. It was a circle, kind of like an anklet. Her purse matched her shoes. She wore 3 diamond bracelets that looked like the diamonds on her ankles and toes. She wore earrings that resembled the intricate pattern of diamonds on her shoes. She had silver nail polish on. She wore pink lip stick, a tint of blush, mascara, eye liner and black eye shadow to make the smoky eye look, foundation and concealer. Her hair was in a side bun.

Milly was wearing a brown-blue party dress. It was one strap. The dress was basically sequins and small beads sewn onto some blue fabric. It was super shiny, probably the shiniest dress in the whole entire world. The dress went down to her knee. Her shoes was plain gold high hells, and same for the purse. Her earrings were drop. It had an intricate pattern. Milly wore many bracelets on both wrist. Her nails were painted teal. She wore orange-peach lip gloss, mascara, eye liner, blush, foundation and concealer. Her hair took a huge transformation! Now, her hair was straightened a little bit to look like a tousled wavy and her hair was longer.

Gretchen was wearing an orange-pink dress. It was strapless. There was an orange ribbon on her waist. The ribbon had a bow on the left side, with a rose in the middle of the bow. The ribbon was thin in the front, but gets thicker and thicker until the back when it's pretty think. The upper part had sequins and fake gems sewn onto it. The lower part looked like an orange-pink tutu. This dress was the most girly out of them all. The dress went down halfway to Gretchen's knees. Her purse matched the top part of her dress, while the shoes matched the bottom. She wore a gold bracelet cuff and matching drop earrings. Her nails were painted peach. She wore clear lip gloss, mascara, eye liner, blush, foundation and concealer. Her hair was waved a little.

I'm wearing a red dress. It was one strap. The one strap was made out of tinted red fabric and it was like a sash, going diagonal to the left. Then, a red rose stops it and it goes the other way and straight. There was white rhinestones on the left top of the dress, opposite to the strap, and at the bottom hem of the dress. The dress went to my ankles. I wore white gloves that went to my elbow. I had a furry red purse that had shimmers on it. The purse handle was made out of pearls. My heels were simple. They were red with a rose that resembled my dress' rose on it. I wore a red bracelet with a red rose on it that resembled the roses on my shoes and on my dress. I wore pink lip gloss, blush, mascara, eye liner, concealer and foundation. My hair was the exact same.

"So, everyone who hates Taylor, raise your hand." Adyson says, trying to break the silence. Everyone raised their hand, especially me. (AN: I did too!) Holly takes a deep breath.

"Isabella," she starts slowly. "I'm sorry."

"Same." Ginger says.

"Don't worry about it." I say. "We all fell into the trap once, right." Lots of "Yeah"s echoed through the room. Everyone did a group hug. Then, I heard the door creek open. I turned around and saw Phineas.

"Phineas!" I yell, hugging him again. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." he says. "I can't let you all blow up."

"What, what?" Katie says.

"There's a bomb in the lie detector Eliza bought." Phineas explains. "It's supposed to go off today."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Holly says. "Let's get the heck out of here!" Everyone ran out of the Fireside Girls meeting place. We called a cab and when we were a half mile away, the building blew up.

"Isabella, where is our meeting spot going to be?" Milly asks.

"Girls, I know how we're going to get our Construct A Building patch!" I say happily. There were squeals everywhere.

"Kids, we're going to take it slow." the bald man says in the microphone.

"But, first, the guys have to ask the girls to dance!" the red head says. There was some excitement mixed with nervousness between every single girl. Who's going to ask us? Baljeet was the first to ask someone that was in our class. He was literally running. To Ginger.

"Want to dance?" he asks.

"Yes!" Ginger squeals. Everyone else in our class (well, at least every other girl) went "EEE!" Even Taylor said "EEE!" That's an accomplishment. Well, then Buford asked Taylor, Django asked Adyson (shocking, right) Ferb asked Gretchen, Irving asked Milly (even more shocking, am I wrong?) and two other boys from a different class asked Holly and Katie. I was the only one left. Until I saw a red head boy come up to me.

Phineas' POV

This is it. I knew in my gut that I had to do this. I went up to the fun loving blackette (AN: That's what I call people who have black hair, which includes me. Don't you think that black haired people deserve a name?) That's right, Isabella.

"Want to dance?" I ask, biting my lower lip.

"Yeah." she smiles. "I'd like that." And with that response I led her to the dance floor, her hand holding mine. Then, we started dancing. Her hands were on my shoulders while mine were on her waist. The bald guy played Teenage Dream.

"Ooh, I love this song!" Isabella shrieks.

"I do too." I say.

"You know, I just hope that the bald guy or the red head doesn't sing." Isabella says.

"Oh, don't worry." I say. "They're too old for this kind of music."

"You're right." Isabella chuckles. "In fact, I don't think that they know the song title of this song."

"Hey kids." the bald guy whispers to us. We look at him.

"What's this song called?" he asks. Isabella and I look at the each other and we started to chuckle a little bit.

"It's called Teenage Dream." Isabella answers. He gives us a thumbs up before leaving. We both start to laugh again. Then, we got lost into each other's eyes. I took a daring leap and leaned in. A millisecond later (probably longer, but it was super short) our lips touch. It was sweet and gentle. We both pulled back a few seconds later. Isabella was blushing a little. Or was that her make up?

"Wow." she says. Then, my mom and Isabella's mom came up to us.

"Ha! I knew it!" Isabella's mom says. "You owe me $10!"

"Mom!" Isabella yells.

"What?" she says. "Linda and I betted on when you two would kiss." Then, we both started blushing. Really hard.

"And, I betted on this year, so I win." Isabella's mom continued.

"Good job." my mom says, and the rest cannot be told, because, seriously, that's when the bald man and the red head started singing.

The end! That was the longest chapter ever! It was so worth it for me, and I hope you guys liked it! Please review still! And please check out my other stories. Plus, put me on your Author Alert so then you guys can know when I post other fabulous stories, including Fireside VS Firework. Look out for the trilogy! I'll see you guys on the web!