Chapter 1; Part 1- Isabella's First Crush

Hi everyone! kitten lover1 here! Ok, so this is my version of a phinbella story. Tell me what you think so far! Again, this is my first fanfic so don't be too harsh on the comments. PLEASE REVIEW! Enjoy! :-)

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"Come ON Isabella," said Ginger, "Stop being so down! Have some fun! Here, (she offered), I made you a s'more."

"Gee, thanks Ginger," I answered, "But I think I'll pass."

"Suit yourself," she replied as she turned around to walk away. It was a pretty nice night. The moon shone brightly and you could see millions of stars in the sky. There was a light breeze once in a while that blew my hair from side to side. Perfect night for a campfire.

"So why am I so bummed out?" I asked myself, "Why am I sitting here all alone while all of my friends are having the time of their lives?"

And automatically, a little in the back of my head (perhaps my conscious), answers, "Can't you see? It's all because of HIM!"

"HIM?" I wonder as my eyes flick over to a 10 year old boy sitting on the opposite side of the field, "HIM?" I ask again.

"Yes, that red-head across from you," the voice says.

"What?" I think, "Phineas? Phh, don't be silly!"

"Oh, COME ON!" the voice snaps back, "Stop pretending like you don't know! It's obvious that you're down because Phineas is."

"What are you talking about!" I mentally yelled, "Phineas is just my friend, and only my friend! Nothing else!"

"Oh REALLY?" the voice sarcastically said, "Then how come you couldn't stop staring at your 'friend' these past few days? Hmm? How come you blush every time you get near him? And how do you explain the drifts into PhineasLand at random in the middle of the day? Face it Girl, you're in L-O-V-E!"

"What?" I protested, "Stop talking crazy! I SO do not have a crush on Phineas!"

"Fine, have it your way. But you'll come to your senses eventually…" and just like that the voice was gone.

All of the sudden, Gretchen comes up and sits next to me. "Looks like you're not the only one down, Chief," she sighed.

"What do ya mean?" I asked.

"Phineas is really homesick. He won't talk to anyone! All he does is sit there and mope!" she said, "I feel so bad for him!"

"Hmm," I wondered, "Did anyone try to cheer him up?"

"Ugh," she groaned, "We've tried EVERYTHING! We tried getting him to make a humongous s'more with Ferb. We tried getting him to at least EAT a s'more. Baljeet tried to make him laugh and Buford even threatened to give him a wedgie if he didn't snap out of it! But he didn't budge; he says all he wants is to go home."

"I'll go and try to talk him out of it," I suggested.

"Good luck Chief," she mumbles as I get up, "You'll need it…" Sadly though, a second later our head counselor announces that it's time to head back to camp. "Oh, well," I thought, "Phineas will just have to wait."

"Hey Phineas," I ask as I walk into the Flynn-Fletcher backyard, "Whatcha doing?"

"Actually Isabella, I don't know what I'm doing, or have been doing," confessed Phineas, "Always been so caught up in my Big Ideas, that I haven't noticed what I truly feel about you. The truth is Isabella, I love you." Then he turns into a centaur and lifts me onto his back. As he begins to fly off into the sky he says, "Let's be together forever and ever-"

As I flash my eyes open, I'm surprised to see that I'm not on Phineas' back, but rather on my bed. I take a quick look around and see all of my troops sound asleep on their own bunk beds.

"I'm still in the bunkroom," I whisper, "Which means I'm still at camp." I quietly creep to the bathroom and wash my face with cold water.

"What is going on with me!" I wonder as I wipe my face. Then, I slowly climb back into my bed, (carefully, so I don't wake anyone up), and tell myself to go back to sleep.

After about half an hour of just lying there, I realized that it was just simply hopeless. "Ugh! This is SO frustrating!" I yell a little bit too loudly. I quickly realized what I just did and covered my mouth with a sudden gasp. I listen to see if I accidently woke anyone up. Then, I hear someone groan.

"Chief?" Gretchen sleepily asks, "What's wrong?"

"Huh?" I mumble, "Oh, it's nothing Gretchen. I just…can't fall asleep…"

"You sure Chief?" She says unconvinced, "Cause you sound like something's really bothering you…"

I sighed. "I guess I can't hide it any longer," I admitted, "I think…that I have a crush on Phineas…" There was an awkward silence for about a minute and then I suddenly blurted out, "It's crazy, I know but-"

"No, no it's not," Gretchen cut me off, "It's perfectly normal to have a crush on a guy. Especially someone so close to you; like Phineas."

"Really?" I lift my head up.

"Yeah, of course," she nodded.

"Thanx Gretchen, you're the best," I say as I climb back into bed, "Oh, and can we keep this between us, for now? Like girl to girl. I'll tell the others when I think it's time."

"Sure, no problem," she says while fluffing her pillow, "Goodnight Chief."

"Night," I mumble as I drift back into PhineasLand.