Crushing for amitures

Isabella lay in bed and yawned. "Good night, Pinkey." She smiled. The shivering chihuahua barked good night. That night Isabella had a dream. A ghostly figure stood at the end of her bed and said "Hello, Isabella." She resembled her a lot, her hair was black and scruffy with green clipon-like streaks. Her eyes were big and blue, yet she was dressed in green cargo pants and a white tank top. "Who are you and how did you know my name?!?" Isabella was a bit scared. The figure though as it repliyed; "Relax, I don't bite. Now how do I explain this, umm, I don't exist. My name is Flora." Isabella stared at her. "I need to talk to you, ya know, about Fishface." Flora was speaking jibberish to Isabella. "Flora-dontexist-Fishface say whaaaa? Can I wake up now?" Flora walked up to Isabella and shook her shoulders. "FISHFACE!! Big pointy nose, orange hair, you think he's hot!" Isa compreno now! "Oh you mean Phineas?.........Tell me more! Unless I don't want to hear it."