A.N. As this story gets more EXCITING the chapters will get LONGER! *YAY!*

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Angelica: She only owns me!

Phineas felt unusually uncomfortable. Why couldn't he tell Isabella how he and Angelica met? He couldn't look Izzie in the eye. "Well, er- we- just met, you know, how friends meet!" he quickly stammered. Izzie seemed to understand. Her gaze left Phineas and went to Angelica. Phineas could have slapped himself. Why didn't he feel comfortable telling his best friend how he met Angelica?

Flashback

Phineas sighed and stared at the dark, gloomy sky. He didn't understand. WHY did Candace WANT to bust them? DIDN'T she want them to have fun? A small tear trickled down his face. He was glad Ferb was asleep. If he was awake, he would try to get him down from the roof. Phineas knew it was dangerous, but he just wanted to be alone.

"Excuse me!" Came a quiet voice. Phineas nearly fell of the roof in shock. On the roof of the house next to his sat an angel. She looked like Izzie but she had blonde, no, golden hair. Her eyes were like priceless emeralds. Her bow and dress were as white as snow. When she spoke, she sounded as though she was singing. Phineas found himself blushing. "Erm, hey, what-" he sighed "Hello."

She smiled at him and slowly made her way onto his roof.

"Well," she smiled "Do you have a name?" Phineas opened his mouth, and then closed it, a perfect fish imitation.

"I-I – I'm Phineas- Phineas Flynn" She smiled again.

"You seem sad." She whispered "Need anything?" All thoughts of Candace were now gone.

"No." he smiled, blissful. "I haven't seen you before," he added. She laughed. She had a lovely laugh. Like an angel. "We just moved here from Britain!" she giggled. Phineas blushed. So that's why she had a lovely voice. She had a British accent. Suddenly she looked up.

"I have to go!" She gasped. Phineas watched in awe as she skipped across the roof, onto hers and then through her window.

"Wait!" Phineas called. Her head appeared through the window "I-I never caught your name!"

She laughed. A soft, silvery laugh. "I am Angelica! Angelica Featherstone!" She winked. "And I will see you tomorrow, Phineas Flynn!"

When she left Phineas felt a strange tingling in his chest. Even when he hopped into his warm bed, it wouldn't go away. Whenever he thought of Angelica, the strange feeling increased.

Phineas Flynn was in love.