I was walking on the beach under a pale blue moon, its yellow-ish light illuminated the completely deserted beach. The calm ocean waves lapped at my white linen sundress as I walked aimlessly on the damp sand. Suddenly, I saw a person around the bend of the shore. He snapped his head up as if awoken from some sort of daze, and he made his way towards me. His electric green hair flowed in the wind as he ran towards me. We met eyes, and I finally recognized his piercing gaze; his stormy, navy blue, unevenly-proportioned eyes gave away his identity. It was Ferb Flynn-Fletcher, eagerly running toward me, as if he had to tell me something important. He breathlessly caught up to me and grabbed me by both my arms, turning me towards him. We locked eyes, and he gasped out: "Y-y/n..."
I didn't respond. I couldn't respond. Something had rendered my speech useless, and my mouth was unable to form words. I began to hear something akin to an alarm clock ringing in the distance.
"Y/n?" Ferb tried again. He looked at me pleadingly, as if begging me to respond. "Y/n, y/n, y/n..."
"Y/N!!!!!!"
I startled awake, opening my eyes to my white popcorn ceiling. My older sister Stacy stood over me. "Get up! We're leaving in 20 minutes, Sleeping Beauty." She whipped around, her long jet black hair hit me square in the face as I had sat up. Groggily, I slammed my hand over the "off" button on my alarm clock. What my sister said had finally sunk in, and my eyes grew wide at the realization that it was currently 7:11am and I had approximately 19 minutes to get ready.
I leaped off my bed and tore across the hallway into the bathroom. I slapped my unkempt chestnut brown hair into a messy ponytail and washed my face. While brushing my teeth, I checked Instagram. My newest group chat of my closest friends "FFF Watch 2019" was currently active (more like ON FIRE) with news of our recent obsession, Ferb Flynn-Fletcher, the newest (and coincidentally most popular) kid at our school.
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Bruh he's totally into someone!! Have you seen his ig posts lately??
streammonocowards
YES OMG when he said "The whole world is different from yesterday just with your joy💞" I felt that😔✋
txtmewhenurfreeeeee
SKSDSKSKS I bet he's into y/n I saw him staring at her during chemistry yesterday
y/n
YALLLLLLLL STFU
Yeah, right! Ferb would never even breathe in my direction, let alone look anywhere near me. I checked the time on my army green G-SHOCK watch. It was 7:27am. WAIT WHAT. I slid my phone in the back pocket of my jeans. I grabbed my backpack and ran downstairs to quickly snatch my lunch off the counter. Thank goodness it's Friday, I thought.
I slid into the passenger seat of my sister's brown 2010 Volvo XC90. "Really?" Stacy snorted, "You're wearing a Tame Impala T-shirt to school?"
"And what's wrong with that?" I repressed the urge to bitch slap her.
"How fucking qUiRkY can you get?" She snickered in her teal fitted tee and Crayola crayon lookin-ass blue skirt. To complete this atrocity, she donned knee high pastel blue socks, black ballet flats, blue bangles up the side of her stick-thin arms, and a big blue bow placed precariously atop her rod-straight jet black hair.
"Stacy don't talk to me about being quirky when you look like Jojo Swia and the bitch from The Ring had a baby and made it shop at Justice." She recoiled, and we laughed the entire way to school. Damn, I'm funny.
We arrived to school with enough time to spare before classes started. I met up with my best friend (more like only friend), Isabella Garcia-Shapiro. She flounced toward me in a pink pleated dress layered over a plain white tee, with white socks and bright pink shoes. Atop her completely flat head prettily sat a vibrantly pink bow. As chipper as ever, she greeted me at my locker. "Y/n! Guess what day it is today!" She squeaked. I sighed in mock exasperation and turned around.
"Wait let me guess... you're gonna tell him today?" I mustered my most dramatic eye roll.
"Yep," she burbled "I have it all planned out: I've got flowers and candy and a posted with 'PHINEAS FLYNN-FLETCHER: WILL YOU TAKE ME ON A DATE' spelled out in those glitter letters from the Dollar Store on the front. He CAN'T say no!"
I sighed again. "Isabella, please tell me you're not serious." Her face fell.
"Ok... so I haven't done it yet but I'm thinking about it! How else is he gonna notice me y/n?!" she pleaded.
"I don't-" the bell rang. "I'll see you after 4th period ok?" She nodded, pouting, and sulked away.
Every period was a blur right up until fourth. Chem class, in which Ferb sat directly one seat up and to right of me. I found myself staring as he furiously takes down the notes Miss Kalamity put up on the board. I already knew what she was talking about, what was the point? I lost myself in my memories of the dream I'd had the previous night while I stared at (more like critically examined) the perfect features of his beautiful face. Butterflies roared in my stomach, and I realized for the first time that I may have had a teensy weensy crush on Ferb Flynn-Fletcher. The Ferb Flynn-Fletcher. But I was also smart enough to know that our relationship would never amount to anything more than what I was doing then, just staring at someone who I could never call mine.
With this thought, I sighed audibly and continued to doodle and daydream in my notes. Miss Kalamity was done teaching by now and left the class 15 minutes to hang out and talk before the bell rang. Suddenly, I felt eyes on me. Someone's staring at me. I felt panic rise in my throat. Was there something in my hair? Or on my shirt? Was someone talking shit about me? Oh no, I thought. They know. Like they know know. Someone must've let it slip that "Y/n likes Ferb haha! What a hopeless cause. Poor thing." Due to my internal panicking I snapped my head up and cautiously gazed about the room. Not a single soul was even glancing my way. I breathed I sigh of relief and I turned to the far right of me just to make sure no one was snickering about something involving me. As I did this my gaze landed upon two big blue eyes coming from exactly one seat up and to the right of me, staring straight at me.
