I heard the vague, but annoying sound of a phone ringing off in the distance. Then, I realized, it wasn't in the distance. It was right next to me.

"Please tell me you didn't set an alarm." I murmured to my boyfriend.

"Sweetheart, I didn't. That's your phone." He said irritably, eyes still closed.

"Oh." I sat up. Ferb turned under the covers to the other side. "Hello?"

"Izzy!" It was Ginger. She sounded a little frantic.

"Ginger…" I yawned. "Why are you calling me so early in the morning? I kind of had an… active night."

"God, what is wrong with you two? You know, I should be grateful I didn't call when you were in the middle of it."

"Oh my god, Gretchen told you about the other day, didn't she?" I exclaimed. That lying bitch.

"No… it was Buford actually. Stop answering the phone when you're having sex and you wouldn't have this problem. Because I'm thinking we're talking about two different events." She said dryly. "Anyway, I don't give a crap about you and Ferb… I'm totally freaking out, Izzy!"

"Why?" I asked.

"Mishti's coming back today, remember!" She cried. "I'm calling an emergency Fireside Girls meeting."

I sighed. I couldn't tell her about Baljeet's confession, no matter how much I wanted to and how it would fix this problem. "Ok, but can it please be like, after twelve?"

"No, no!" She cried. "As soon as possible! Do you know what time her flight is getting here?"

"Yeah, actually." I said guiltily. "Four." I hadn't told Ginger why I was so on top of the Mishti flight schedule.

"Great, great, you're staying with me until then." She said.

"No, Ginger, I can't." I mumbled.

"Why?" She asked.

"Because, um, I'm going with Baljeet and the guys to pick up Mishti from the airport."

"What!" She exclaimed.

"You know I'm Team Ginger." I said softly. "But, like, you know, it's just… what me and the guys are doing today. You get it?"

"NO." She said.

"Oh, Ginger…"

"I'll see you at twelve. My place. BYE." She hung up.

"Ferb," I shook him gently. "Ferb. Get up."

He growled. "You never get up when I try to wake you up."

"Sorry. I would have loved to stay spooning in bed all day, but now, apparently, I have to go to Ginger's. And you don't live here." I ruffled his hair. "My Ferbie."

He lifted his adorable sleepy face and smiled at me. "Ferbie?"

"Hey," I shrugged. "Since when do you call me sweetheart?"

"That might have been a bit sarcastic." He said.

I got out of bed. Ooo, I felt it now, I felt last night. The general hip and crotch area was sore, and then there were most definitely hickeys that stung a tiny bit. I couldn't tell Ferb. He'd freak out. He always freaks out. If it were up to him, he wouldn't even let me get a paper cut, so he always gets upset when he realizes he's bruised or bitten or hurt me in any way in the heat of the moment. If I told him, he'd panic, and then there'd be no more bad boy for me for a looooonng time. And that's no fun. I guess I'm a real hypocrite. I mock Adyson for her bad boy boyfriends and pretend to be the good girl, but really… Bad Ferb is delicious.

Adyson… Fuck. "Get out." I declared. "I'm kicking you out. Put your clothes on. Make sure Phineas is not texting Adyson."

He grumbled to himself as he got dressed. I searched through my closet for what to wear. No dress today… I picked a really soft skirt and really soft shirt, just because I was sore.

"And remember, today is Mishti day." I called after him.

Us girls were back in Ginger's loft, of course. Except, it didn't look anything like it did the other day when we had all been here, its normal, elegant, stylish self. Neither did Ginger. They were both a total mess.

"Oh my god, Ginger, this place is a mess. When's the last time you swept?" Adyson asked. "Or cleaned, like, anything?"

"I don't know!" Ginger exclaimed. This Mishti thing really was driving her insane. I had no idea what she was thinking, but it looked like every passing minute was making her crazier. Ginger might be a little ditzy, but she was normally very put together. She was wearing sloppy sweats, her eyes looked crazy, she was wearing no makeup, and her normally silky hair looked stringy and tangled.

"When's the last time you brushed your hair?" Katie muttered.

"Oh, can it, Rainbow Brite." I said defensively, referencing Katie's own constantly changing hair, which currently happened to be, as I said, all seven colors of the rainbow in a braid. She looked like a hippie.

Poor Ginger. I was dying to tell her how much Baljeet was in love with her, but this was just one thing I could not share. How the tables had turned… I had looked like this… way worse than this… before I finally ended up with Ferb, and Ginger, confidently with Baljeet, had been the one helping me.

"What can we tell you babe, that we haven't already?" Adyson said, in a comforting, yet harsh, tone.

"Baljeet is in love with you. He's really really in love with you, not Mishti." I said. I said nothing about a confession. "Mishti is nothing more than his best friend."

"What proof is there that Baljeet and Mishti love each other? Zip." Gretchen said.

"Plus, Ginger, you're smoking hot, and he's… Baljeet." Holly said. We giggled. "He's not going to give you up for anybody. Not even Mishti."

"And we've seen her pics online too, Ginge." Milly said. "She ain't no Ginger Hirano."

"I mean, come on, Ginger, how can you be jealous of ANYBODY? Everybody in the entire world is jealous of you! Even your sister, who looks just like you, is still jealous of you!" I said.

"Aww… guys!" She cried. We all rushed into a group hug.

"Now… please get yourself together!" Adyson declared. "You don't want your man… or Mishti… to see you like this, do you?"

"No." Ginger stated. "No, I don't. Bye girls."

"Bye!" We all filed out.

"Ok," I said. "That went well. She seems better."

"Wanna go get coffee now?" Holly asked.

"Yeah, sure." Milly said. "You girls in?"

The girls nodded, but I glanced at my phone. "No, I have to go home, or the guys will leave without me."

"Where are you going?" Gretchen asked.

"Um, to the airport. To pick up Mishti."

"Does Ginger know you're doing that?" Katie gasped.

"Of course she does." I said. "Look, Mishti is just as much Phineas', Ferb's, Buford's, and my friend as anybody else's, and we wanted to come get her at the airport too. We always do stuff together as a group. Sorry if that bothers anyone."

"Well… this could be good." Adyson said. "You'll be the one to slap Baljeet when, I mean, IF, he starts flirting with her."

"He's not going to…"

"Romantic cruise…" She crooned.

"Fuck you, Adyson, that didn't mean anything. They were eleven. She didn't even want him then. It was all Phineas' fault." Stupid Phineas. Clowns as makeup artists. Dangling his best friend in a diaper over the dinner table. Jesus Christ, no wonder he didn't have a girlfriend.

"Yeah, that little cutie."

"ADYSON." I growled.

"Addy, are you coming with us?" Holly said, tiredly.

"Sure." She said.

Good. Thank god. But so many thoughts about this were still rolling around. Ginger would just die if Baljeet broke her heart. I couldn't let that happen. I just couldn't. He can't be in love with Mishti, right?

"Guys, I'm here." I called, as I opened the unlocked door to the boys' apartment. They were all waiting for me. Ferb kissed me. "Hey, baby. So is everybody ready?"

"Yes. And her flight is on time, so let us move out." Baljeet declared eagerly.

"So, um… you've been in touch with Mishti this whole time, right?" I asked him, as we got in the car.

"Of course." He replied.

"Yeah." I said. "Um, the guys told me you were going to say 'I love you' to Ginger. I hope that's ok."

"Oh… it is fine. Do you think…?"

"I think she loves you, Baljeet." I responded. He seemed to light up with my response. And so did I. Ok, he loves her and she loves him.

"Any chances you'll coming running to us for help again now that Mishti's here?" Phineas joked.

"Unlikely." Baljeet laughed.

"Oh, the first time was just because she 'turned into a girl'." I said. "What could she have done now that would scare him so much?"

"She could be pregnant." Buford joked.

"Buford!" Phineas exclaimed.

"Buford, just… watch the road." Ferb said.

"Jesus, can't any of you take a joke?" He asked.

I think we were really excited by the time the car got to the airport. It was true, we hadn't seen Mishti Patel in about fifteen years, and the first time, we had spent one day together. And I had pretty much just been glowering over the facts that she had gotten my romantic date and that Phineas was so romantically inept. So, I was really curious. None of us are the same kids we were that summer. Except for Phineas. That boy will never change.

"Do you see her yet?" Phineas asked.

"Remember, Baljeet…" I turned him towards me. "You have a girlfriend."

"Isabella, I have been nothing but friends with this girl since we were little kids." Baljeet said confidently.

There was a stream of Indian people coming forward, but then we saw an eager arm waving, and calling, "Baljeet! Baljeet!" And then all of us, with the exception of Phineas, could not look away.

"Oh… no." Baljeet said faintly.

"She's… she's…" I gasped.

"She's pretty." Phineas said simply.

"Pretty!?" Buford exclaimed. "She's a fox!"

Mishti had to be the hottest girl I had seen in recent years. She was… she was gorgeous! She could be the hottest girl I had ever seen. If we were shocked by how pretty she was when we were eleven, it was nothing now! Her hair was black, long, and silky, her makeup was perfect, her legs went on forever, and she was wearing a glittery outfit paired with strappy sandals that made her look like she had just walked out a magazine. Absolutely no photograph we had seen could do this girl justice. Ferb was doing his best not to stare at her and failing miserably, Buford was almost literally drooling and his eyes looked like they were going to pop right out of his head, and Baljeet looked like he was going to be sick.

"I am going to throw up." He said weakly.

"Baljeet… Ginger… girlfriend..." I reminded. "FERB!" I turned my attention to my own boyfriend.

"Sorry, sorry." He said awkwardly.

"HI GUYS!" Mishti was so excited. She was tugging a huge suitcase. "Baljeet!" She hugged him.

"Oh…" He mumbled. She was totally pressed against him. She had to at least be a C-cup. Oh jeez. "Mishti…" He pushed away. "You remember all my friends."

"Of course!" She brushed some hair out of her face. "Buford?" She pointed at him.

"Hug me! Hug me!" He exclaimed. She giggled, and gave him a hug. He took a whiff of her hair secretly from behind her back.

"Don't be creepy!" I mouthed. Buford released her.

"Phineas and Ferb!" She squealed in delight. She pulled them into a hug together. Stop touching my boyfriend, stop touching my boyfriend, stop touching my boyfriend…

"Isabella!" She hugged me too. She smelt like cinnamon. "I love being back in America with you all!"

"And we LOVE having you." Buford replied… still being creepy. Mishti tilted her head, slightly confused.

"Hey, Mishti, guess what?" I said, somewhat aggressively. I gripped Ferb's hand, hard. "Ferb's my boyfriend now."

Her face broke out into a smile. "Really? That's so great!"

"And Baljeet is dating my best friend Ginger! The Japanese one!" I said loudly.

"Aww… Baljeet!" She giggled. "I'm so happy for you!"

…She is so sweet. But Baljeet still looked like he was going to be sick.