"Ferb? What's going on?" Isabella shifted in the passenger seat, attempting to find a comfortable position. "You said you would tell me what's going on, but it's been five minutes and you haven't said a word." She paused. "You don't say much anyway, but this seemed important. And had to do with someone named Katie." Her voice became a whisper. "Who is she?"

Ferb took a deep breath as he drove the van toward the freeway on ramp. "Katie was my brother's first love."

"First love?" Isabella swallowed. "He-he never mentioned—"

"It happened three years ago, when we were in high school. Summer Still Rocks was just getting started…"


Spring, three years ago

"Guys guys guys!" Phineas ran down the hall, dodging several students while practically flying over others. "Guys!"

Buford, Baljeet and Ferb stopped walking, watching as the red head skidded to a stop in front of them.

"Guys…we…got…it…" he panted, leaning over and placing his hands on his knees.

"Got what?" Baljeet asked.

"The gig! We got the gig! This Friday night, Summer Still Rocks goes on the radio for their very first interview! Danny from Love Handel owns the radio station and when he head about us, well…he called me and said he wanted an interview!"

"That is wonderful!" Baljeet clapped his friend on the shoulder. "Your first band interview!"

"I know right?" He grinned, high-fiving his friends. "This is gonna be awesome!"

"What's going to be awesome?"

The red head's grin widened as Katie walked up, kissing him on the cheek. "Katie! Summer Still Rocks has their very first band interview! This Friday night!"

"This Friday?" She stared at him. "Phin, this Friday night is Prom. You promised you'd take me remember?"

The red head stared at her. "No, no, that's not right. Prom's next week."

Baljeet pulled his phone from his backpack, tapping a few buttons. "She is right Phineas; Prom is this Friday night."

Buford snorted. "Thank goodness I'm not tied down."

"Nor I," Ferb answered.

Phineas turned from his friends to his girlfriend. "Katie—"

"That's just like you Phineas." Her voice was quiet. "You get these ideas in your head and you won't stop until you achieve them. Most of the time, I admire that about you. I admire your drive and determination. But lately?" She turned away, running a hand down her arm before turning back to him. "Lately, all you seem to care about is this band of yours and…I'm tired of it."

"Uh boy," said Buford. "This ain't gonna end well."

Ferb grabbed the drummer by the arm, pulling him away while motioning Baljeet to follow him. The teen complied, walking away with the bassist and drummer.

"Katie, this band isn't the only thing I care about." Phineas went to wrap an arm around her waist, only to be rebuffed.

"Don't try to be charming Phineas. Maybe it worked in the past, but it's not going to work now."

"I'm not trying to be anything. This band is important to me. If Summer Still Rocks does well on this radio interview, it could open a world of possibilities for us. I'm not letting that go."

"And that's why it is so hard dating you sometimes." Katie placed a hand to her mouth, stifling a cry. "You never let these ideas go."

"Katie..." the red head's tone softened as he gently pulled her to him, holding her close. He sighed. "I'm sorry. You're right. I've been so wrapped up in the band lately that I guess I've lost sight of what's important." He ran a hand through her hair, pulling back a little and looking into her eyes. "Right after school, I'll call Danny and tell him Summer Still Rocks will have to cancel." He ran a hand down her cheek. "I have a special girl to take to Prom."

"Oh Phineas." She nuzzled into his shirt before pulling back. "Thank you. So much."

He smiled down at her. "Hey, no problem."


That Friday night

"Phin, you ready to go?" Ferb stepped into his brother's room, surprised at the red head's lack of formal dress. "Where are your nice clothes?" He walked across the room, digging inside the dresser. "We're supposed to pick Katie up in an hour and you're wearing your…" his eyes widened. "Band clothes."

Phineas slowly met his brother's gaze. "I'm not going."

"But—"

"Ferb, I called Danny. They weren't able to reschedule the interview, so…" he glanced to the side before turning back to his brother. "I told him we'd be in."

"I can't go."

"What? Why?"

"I'm taking Milly to the dance. Buford isn't available either; him and Baljeet agreed to go to the dance and be each other's wingmen."

"But, I need you guys! I can't represent Summer Still Rocks by myself! All three of us have to be there to make an impact!"

"Then you should have thought of that before you made a promise to Katie."

The red head shrank back, only for his eyes to spark. His hands balled into fists at his sides and he swept past his brother, grabbing an orange collared buttoned up shirt from his dresser drawer and throwing it on. He glared at his brother as he snatched his leather jacket from the bed. "I know I promised Katie. I know she'll be hurt. But…I'm doing this for me. If you and Buford don't want to be a part of it, fine. I'll be a solo act." He left without another word.


"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I'm Danny, former lead guitarist for Love Handel and tonight, I have a very special guest on the show. This young man is named Phineas Flynn and he is the lead guitarist and vocalist for the fledgling band Summer Still Rocks." Danny turned to the red head. "So Phineas, how does it feel to be eighteen years old and forming a band that's slated to be a success?"

"Well Danny, I wouldn't say we're a success just yet." He chuckled. "We still need to have a welcome tour and while we've been received well in Danville, that doesn't mean it won't be hard once we start touring."

"So you're planning on touring the country."

"That's right." He grinned. "We have to show the world—or at least, the U.S- what Summer Still Rocks is capable of."

"A high ambition for any aspiring artist." The DJ was quiet for a moment. "Now Phineas, I heard that you already have a song you're covering. Is that true?"

"That's correct Danny."

"Would you mind playing part of it for us?"

"I would love to." The lead vocalist reached behind him, grabbing his guitar and strumming a few chords as he started singing. "Some dreams stay with you forever, drag you around and bring you back to where you were. Some dreams keep on getting better, gotta keep believing if you wanna know for sure. Oh oh, I can hear 'em playing, I can hear the ringing of a beat up old guitar. Oh oh, I can hear 'em singing, keep on dreaming even if it breaks your heart." The red head stopped playing, looking at the DJ and smiling.

"You seem like you're ready for that dream."

"I am."

"And there you have it ladies and gentlemen. Mister Phineas Flynn, the lead singer of Summer Still Rocks. Thanks for being on the show Phineas. I hope you reach that dream."

"Thanks Danny. I hope I reach that dream too."