Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction on this site and in this format. I'm quite excited to be here with you guys! Please don't judge to harshly, as this is my first, but I would love any advice or ideas! This'll be either really long, or really short, depending on how my ideas pan out on the page. :) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb. This is purely fanfiction for entertainment purposes.

Isabella POV

I peeked around the fence for what would be the last time that summer; school started tomorrow. Middle School. It was a frightening thought.

There he was, sitting under the tree, as perfect as he'd always been. His beautiful red hair, his sparkling deep blue eyes... I felt myself start to drift, and yanked myself back. I didn't have time to end up in Phineas-land today. Not with school right around the corner. We might not have classes together. And more importantly, he might have classes with other girls. Today was pretty much my last chance. I shook my head clear and stepped inside.

"Hey Phineas! Whatcha doin?" I chirped.

"Hey Isabella!" he called, waving, "We haven't decided yet."

I looked around, and asked, "Where's Ferb?"

"He had to go to the bathroom. He'll be back," he replied.

"Oh okay." I sat down next to him and leaned back against the tree.

Phineas sighed, "The last day of summer..."

"Yup," I sighed as well.

"What should we do? It oughta be something spectacular, something better than anything else we've done."

I stayed silent. I knew exactly what I wanted to do, but I was pretty sure he wouldn't be as psyched about it.

He put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes, thinking deeply. After several minutes, he opened his eyes again, looking at me.

"What do you want to do, Isabella?"

I turned bright red. It's like he knew I was thinking something embarrassing!

"Oh, um, I dunno," I stumbled. He continued to watch me.

"I have an idea," Ferb said, stepping out into the yard.

"Yeah?" Phineas said, getting up, "What do you have in mind?"

He pulled out a newspaper and handed it to Phineas. I couldn't imagine what it said. His eyes just kept getting wider, mouth dropping lower.

"They tore down the amusement park?" Phineas shouted, "Why would they do that?"

I jumped up and took it from him. Low funds? Drop in popularity? Public interest gone? How could that be true? Everyone loved Danville's amusement park.

Phineas took the newspaper back, reading it again and again.

"How did this happen?" he said, wilting, "Everyone loved the park. Even if they didn't have a roller coaster as cool as ours was, it was still a fun place..."

"That's why I thought we could build our own," Ferb smiled. Ferb smiles? I thought. I'd never really seen him smile. Or frown, for that matter. I'd only ever seen his eyebrows move, actually.

Phineas stood pondering, then clenched his fist. He looked up, determined.

"We should, Ferb! With a roller coaster and a carousel and a Tilt-a-Whirl, and a log flume and concession stands, and a Ferris wheel, and an IMAX theatre..."

I perked up. A Ferris wheel! It was perfect! What was more romantic than a Ferris wheel? Maybe it would work. It had to work. This was my last chance. It had to be tonight, or... maybe not ever.

I smiled wide, watching Phineas begin drawing up blueprints. Ferb caught my eye, and winked. I smiled wider.

Maybe today would turn out right after all.