My Not So Nerdy Boyfriend *Chapter 1*

Isabella's POV

"That's the last of it." I said as I put a small box over a stack of boxes

We had just moved in to our own house, well, more like a house inside the village purposely for the students of the arts school we were admitted in.

"Phineas, is this really it?" I asked

"You bet that it is." He replied, "I think from now on, we'll start living like a real married couple."

I giggled, "You bet!"

"Hey Izzie," I looked at him curiously, "wanna check out the rooms?"

"I would love to Phin, but you know, we have a ton of things to do, like fixing the house."

He frowned.

"Please?" He begged

"Phin, no." I shook my head no

He pouted and showed his big pleading eyes, "Oh alright, if you don't want to."

I sighed and playfully rolled my eyes, "Fine."

He ran to me and hugged me tightly.

"Thank you!" He smiled wide

Phineas and I walked outside the dormitory village and into the school building. Phineas, being as enthusiastic he is, checked out every room. We entered the music room first. The room was filled with tons of musical instruments. The basses were just leaning at wall at the other end of the room, the drums, three complete sets, were just by the edges of the room, the keyboards, pianos, the trombones, the guitars, lyres, flutes, violins, there was even a harp! Tons of instruments scattered the whole room. And there was a big amplifier. We couldn't even believe all of those instruments could fit in such a small room.

Phineas' mouth was open wide, as well as mine. His smile reached from ear to ear.

"I wouldn't mind studying here." He whispered

"Me neither." I replied

He took a step forward but I grabbed his wrists.

"What's wrong?" He asked

"I think they're all off limits during summer." I replied

"Okay then. Let's go to the next one."

He hurriedly went to the next room.

"Okay, I'm not opening my eyes yet." I said as I entered the next room with my eyes closed

"You can open it now Izzie." He said

I slightly opened it and was disappointed. I really thought there will be something extravagant here. The room was completely empty except for a brown wooden door at the other end of the room. Phineas and I walked over to it and entered.

The place was dark but I walked a little more to the straight until I saw light. I walked more and ended up on the stage. The center of the stage.

It was magnificent! It was the best stage I have ever step foot in, and believe me, with my experience, that is a big step up.

The stage floor was wide and roomy, perfect for an astonishing performance. It had the color of light brown and it was completely polished that when you look at it directly, you can see your reflection. There were tons of red theater chairs. The other end of the room was far, in fact, the doors, when you are at the center of the stage, will look small. Speaking of the doors, there were three consecutive doors, probably leading to the same thing. They were gold and had beautiful designs on them. The tall windows let in just the accurate amount of light in with huge red curtains covering them. I couldn't see much of the six windows but I could tell that they looked astounding. From the opposite side of the room, there seemed like a second floor for the audience. There was a gold railing then chairs behind them, just like the ones with three rows at the first floor.

To summarize, the place was just amazing.

"Wow!" I breathed

"Like it?" Phineas asked

I turned my attention to him and tried to contain a squeal from coming out.

"Like it? I love it!" I yelled

"I know right, it seems... so perfect." He smile then walked next to me, "If I had a chance for a wish, I'd wish that I could perform on a stage as marvelous as this."

We took a few more seconds there and exited, excited for what the next room might hold for us.

Phineas held the door knob and tried twisting it to no avail. He tried again but the same result.

I heard a light humming coming from the right and saw a blonde girl walking towards us. She stopped walking and humming when she caught sight of Phineas.

"Oh." She cooed, "Well hello there, big boy."

Phineas and I looked at her, especially me. I looked at her from head to toe.

From her unruly blonde hair, pale complexion, hazel eyes, those seductive red lips, her green sleeveless top, to her short yellow pleated skirt and to her silver high-heels.

"Um, hi?" Phineas replied

"You know that that door's supposed to be locked right?" She asked, "Hey, while waiting, will you, maybe, you and me, go for lunch?"

I cleared my throat.

"Oh, hi, um. I'm sorry, but he's with me." I held his hand and showed our entwined hands to her, "So, uh, bye now."

I walked away, dragging Phineas with me, not letting go of his hand.

"Um, what was that?" Phineas asked quietly when we were out of earshot

"What was what?" I snapped as I faced him and let go of his hand

"That! You looked jealous." He replied

"Phineas, if it wasn't for me being jealous, you'd be dragged out of here, without me, to who knows where!" I argued

"Isabella she just wants to be our friend." He explained

"Friend?!" I yelled, "Phineas didn't you see the look on her face?! That was pure 'reeling in'! Don't you know that Phineas?!"

I marched out of his sight as he followed.

"Look, I-I'm sorry alright? Whatever I did, I am sorry." He announced

I didn't bother replying.

I was first into the house. I slammed the door shut and locked every possible entrance.

"Isabella." He knocked on the door, "Come on we can work this out."

I sat on the couch and crossed my arms.

"He's just out there, alone, without me. What if this place is where that girl lives too? She might get Phineas."

I looked back at the door and still heard him knocking.

I sighed then unlocked the door and opened it.

He looked at me with those sad eyes he knows that I cannot, ever, resist.

"There's something wrong with you today." He started, "You don't normally get jealous."

I walked back to the couch and he followed, closing the door behind.

"I just, I don't know something's wrong. I have a feeling that that girl wasn't just another fangirl of yours. I feel like, she's something more than that." I stated

"Isabella, what ever she might be, she can never separate us. We've been through lots remember? We've passed Remy, we've passed those glasses, we've gone through a lot, and what I know is that whatever, or whoever, she is, she can never split us apart." He comforted