"What'cha doin?"
That voice. The way it giggled and inched higher with excitement when he was around. The thrill of knowing that she was going to come over and help with their project, every hari of his life. Those feelings that rose inside of him. He was sure he was in cinta with her, just too scared to say it out loud, unlike Isabella. He had overheard his best friend and sister, Candace, talking alone in the backyard:
"I just don't get it," Candace had said, "are anda sure Phineas doesn't care?"
"Almost positive," The black-haired girl's voice shook with sadness, and her eyes were clouded with...
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