A/N: Hey guys! This is a new little group of stories that are based off of song titles and their lyrics.

They are Phineas and Isabella related. Some will be sad, and some will be happy.

Phineas and Ferb, sadly, doesn't belong to me. And neither do the characters or the song.

JUST THIS CHAPTER is based on a universe in which Isabella and Phineas never met.

You probably need to listen to the songs first.

Please enjoy this chapter!

Taylor, the Latte Boy by Kristin Chenoweth

~Isabella POV~

I walked into the coffee ship at 8:11 A.M, my eighteen year old body needed some caffeine. Because going through a day without coffee is like trying to go through life without breathing... at least for me anyway.

"What can I get you today?" a low, smooth voice asked me. A man was standing behind the counter, he worked every morning.

"A latte, please." I ordered.

Minutes later a slim-fingered tan hand placed a latte in front of me, in one swift motion I picked it up and examined it, "Thanks for the extra foam."

"You're welcome. So, how are you?" he asked me.

It wasn't strange for him to ask, I had come here for a year, and he was always there. The man serving me was about my age, give or take on month. His eyes were the deepest blue, and his fiery-red hair added the effect that water was battling fire. He was just a few inches shorter than I was, unusually short for our age. You could say he was handsome. (I know I do!)

I have to admit that I've had a little crush on him. I don't know him very well, he likes building, thinking up crazy ideas that usually work, and his name is Phineas Flynn. He was possibly the sweetest guy in the world. He always asked me how I was, every morning with this sweet grin that he only gave me. I never really answered back but with a shy smile. But, a few weeks ago, I had decided to finally answer. I eventually got up the courage today and responded, "Fine, my name is Isabella. Isabella Garcia-Shapiro."

"Cool. So, do you live here? Or are you here for college?" he asked me.

"Both. I've lived here since I was little. Um.. would you... uh... this is kind of awkward, I know we've only known each other for, like, a year. Five minutes each day for 365 days, so that would be 1,825 minutes, but I was wondering, and I don't want to sound desperate, but if I do then-"

He laid his hand on mine, "I'd love to. I'll meet you here tonight. My shift ends at nine," He had an all day shift on Saturdays. "My band 'Phineas and the Ferb-tones' is playing, you can check it out afterward with me if you want." He smiled, I nodded my head vigorously, and he said his good-bye, and went onto the next customer. "I'll see you at nine."

Ah... I love him.

A/N: Yeah, I know, weird and bad. I recommend you listen to the song, then it would make A LOT more sense! I hope you enjoyed it! There are more stories to come! Please review, criticism is accepted! But positive would be sweet!

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