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"Finally, I can get outta this stupid vechile!" I shout, jumping out of the moving van. "Isabell that is very rude." Mom scolds me. I shrug and grab a few boxes. "I call the biggest room!" Mikey shouts, racing into our new house. "Oy vey." Dad states. "Ay Caramba." Mom adds. I shake my head and try to take the boxes inside, only to get interupted by some boy. "Hi!" he calls in an overly cheerful tone. "Want some help?" "Sure, why not?" I respond, willing to,do anything to not have to be the only kid helping out. I feel the load lighten and smile to myself. "I'm Phineas Flynn and this is my step-brother, Ferb Fletcher!" the overly cheerful boy states. I glance at a redhed boy and a boy with green hair. "I'm Isabell Paramellow." "How do you spell your first name?" Phineas questions. "Two L's

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  • "Finally, I can get outta this stupid vechile!" I shout, jumping out of the moving van. "Isabell that is very rude." Mom scolds me. I shrug and grab a few boxes. "I call the biggest room!" Mikey shouts, racing into our new house. "Oy vey." Dad states. "Ay Caramba." Mom adds. I shake my head and try to take the boxes inside, only to get interupted by some boy. "Hi!" he calls in an overly cheerful tone. "Want some help?" "Sure, why not?" I respond, willing to,do anything to not have to be the only kid helping out. I feel the load lighten and smile to myself. "I'm Phineas Flynn and this is my step-brother, Ferb Fletcher!" the overly cheerful boy states. I glance at a redhed boy and a boy with green hair. "I'm Isabell Paramellow." "How do you spell your first name?" Phineas questions. "Two L's
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  • "Finally, I can get outta this stupid vechile!" I shout, jumping out of the moving van. "Isabell that is very rude." Mom scolds me. I shrug and grab a few boxes. "I call the biggest room!" Mikey shouts, racing into our new house. "Oy vey." Dad states. "Ay Caramba." Mom adds. I shake my head and try to take the boxes inside, only to get interupted by some boy. "Hi!" he calls in an overly cheerful tone. "Want some help?" "Sure, why not?" I respond, willing to,do anything to not have to be the only kid helping out. I feel the load lighten and smile to myself. "I'm Phineas Flynn and this is my step-brother, Ferb Fletcher!" the overly cheerful boy states. I glance at a redhed boy and a boy with green hair. "I'm Isabell Paramellow." "How do you spell your first name?" Phineas questions. "Two L's no E." "Funny, I have a friend named Isabella." "Don't mistake my name for hers." I mutter. I grumble to myself,hanging up my Star of David mirror. The previous day, I'd met Phineas Flynn and his friends. They all had something that annoyed me about them. "Izzy, the family two doors down are throwing a welcome party for y'all!" Hannah chirps, walking into my room. I groan silently. The family two doors down? That means the Flynn-Fletchers'! UGH! All I want to do is unpack everything then be lazy and random. "Do I have to dress up?" I ask. Hannah shakes her head and I let out a sigh of relief. Maybe this party won't be so bad after all. Wait a minute, why did I say that, of course it's gonna be awful:Mikey's gonna be there! I groan, out loud this time, and glare at Hannah. "You're actually excited 'bout dis?!" Hannah shrinks a little and shakes her head. "I'm nervous. Why're you so enraged?" "Cause." "'Cause' ain't a reason Izzy." "Hi everybody!" Phineas greets us as we walk into the Flynn-Fletchers' backyard. I rush over to an empty picnic table and sit down, grateful to be away from everyone else. "Is something wrong?" Isabella asks me symatheticly. I shake my head. "Are you sure? You don't seem very happy." "It's nothing you should be worried 'bout" I reply. "Tell me." "Oh,okay. A few years ago my best friend and her family moved away. Then my crush and his family moved. Then my new friends moved. And now I've left home." "Oh. Well, maybe you'll meet them again someday." At that moment, Candace walks up to us. "Hi Isabella" she says to me. "Shut up!" I shout. Candace and Isabella both look at me strangly. "The name ain't Isabella, it's Isabell." "Oh. Right. Sorry." Candace states. I shake my head and then feel someone tap on my shoulder. "What the-" I cut myself off, reconizing the boy in front of me "Ty!" I shout. "Izzy!" Ty shouts back.
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