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Isabella rubbed her eyes and looked at the picture that her friend was holding.
"Is that really me when I'm in Phineasland?" She asked again, just to make sure.
"Sorry Chief, but that's really you." Gretchen answered.
Isabella frowned as she looked at the picture. She examined every piece of it. She looked at her expression, the way her hands were laced and how her dress flowed.
She looked at her friend.
"Hey Gretchen?"
"What Chief?" Gretchen said.
Isabella smiled guiltily while twirling her hair.
"Do you think he finds it attractive?

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Oh Isabella! This was suppost to be Isabella looking at her future self, but now that I wrote this story, it looks funnier this way.
I hope you like it.
I'm really proud of it.

Description
Isabella rubbed her eyes and looked at the picture that her friend was holding.
"Is that really me when I'm in Phineasland?" She asked again, just to make sure.
"Sorry Chief, but that's really you." Gretchen answered.
Isabella frowned as she looked at the picture. She examined every piece of it. She looked at her expression, the way her hands were laced and how her dress flowed.
She looked at her friend.
"Hey Gretchen?"
"What Chief?" Gretchen said.
Isabella smiled guiltily while twirling her hair.
"Do you think he finds it attractive?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Oh Isabella! This was suppost to be Isabella looking at her future self, but now that I wrote this story, it looks funnier this way.
I hope you like it.
I'm really proud of it.