The Streak of Light

Alexis Hart sat on her bed, curled up in a tiny little ball, her weeping as silent as the still air around her.

It had officially been the worst day ever.

She had flunked her test all because she had one of two words wrong on the whole thing. Who care's if his name was King Louis and not King Louey? And it didn't help that her teacher, Mrs. Kion, deeply hated her guts for some unknown reason. If that wasn't bad, her day took a turn for the worst. Apparently, it was possible to flunk lunch, too. She was carrying her lunch tray down the hallway to the tables when she crashed into no one else other than Aaron DiEgro, the boy who she had had a crush on for a year. Or the boy every girl seemed to have a crush on for the past year. She slipped and fell, her chicken pot pie and chocolate milk spilling all over her brand new light pink dress. Her cheeks burned when everybody in the seventh grade class of Cloverfield, England had turned from their afternoon and gossiping, surprised, and laughed their hearts out. The whole class...except for one.

None other than Aaron.

He had kindly smiled and offered her a hand up. She blushed and smiled back...maybe things weren't as bad as they seemed.

But, once again, she was wrong.

"Hey, Hailey, come over and help me help Alexis!"

A pretty, deep brunette girl with big green eyes walked over, giggling at the sight of Alexis.

Aaron cleared his throat. "Oh, sorry, I need to do introductions...Alexis, Hailey. Hailey, Alexis. This is my girlfriend."

Flunking the test, having her teacher hate her, and even falling into her lunch was nothing compared to this.

At once, Alexis felt her heart break. "You...you have a girlfriend?"

Her crush shrugged, his shaggy black hair falling in his eyes. "Yeah. Is there something wrong with that...?"

Alexis opened her mouth, the whole grade now silenced, watching, carefully waiting for her next move.

She moved her head side to side in exasperation, the gaze of a hundred kids burning into her.

Without warning, she ran away, covering her face with her hands so no one would see the tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Alexis!" Aaron reached out a hand after her, but she kept running, kept crying, keeping her tears hidden. She curled up in the corner of the girls bathroom, her knees tucked under her.


 * This is the most miserable day of my life!* The thought rang inside of her head, over and over, over and over, over and over...

And so, here she sat on the middle of her bed, at one thirty seven a.m., weeping into her palms. She hadn't told her parents what happened, only angrily ran past them up to her room silently. She had closed the door so no one would come in. Alexis was usually very sweet, kind, and bubbly, but when she was upset, she always figured the best solution was to just stay to herself until she felt better, which usually worked.

She wiped a hot, salty tear from her cheek.


 * Stop crying, Alexis! You're twelve, for crying out loud. Twelve year olds don't cry!* She scolded herself, yet more tears poured down her face. She took a deep breath and wiped them off her cheekbones, from her unusual but beautiful golden-brown eyes to the back of her hand. Taking another breath, she tucked a lock of honey-blonde hair behind her ear. *Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. Calm down, Alexis.*

She adjusted the satin golden-brown bow situated in her hair (matching her eyes, of course). Alexis got out of bed and put on her light pink slippers over her socks and wandered over to her bedroom window. Her magenta curtains were pulled back with golden bands, and the windows gave a remarkable view of a meadow stretching vastly in front of her house, including a pond that reflected the stars beautifully at night. She smiled, looking up at the dim black sky overhead. The stars glinted in it like little diamonds. She felt her worries melt away. Alexis's spirits had always been lifted when looking at the twinkling little lights, one of natures most beautiful offerings. They shone against the pure blackness engulfing their surroundings.

Suddenly, an incredibly bright flash of white light lit up the darkened sky as it streaked across.

"Huh?"

Alexis looked up and saw that the movement that caught her eyes was a...

"A shooting star!" she whispered excitedly. It was so bright, it illuminated the field and pond in a soft shade of sterling silver.

She had heard that if you made a wish on one, it would soon come true in it's own way. It was a silly superstition, but she figured she'd give it a shot, anyways.

Alexis took a deep breath, thinking carefully about what to wish for, precisely picking out her words.

She smiled at the shooting star and clasped her hands together, having a satisfying idea for the wish.

"I wish for my life to be right again," she whispered. "Please."

Silence.

The shooting star twinkled one more time before disappearing to the other side of the sky. Alexis sighed.

Nothing.

Oh, well.

At least she was now surprisingly tired. Slipping on a purple nightgown, she pulled her plush covers to her neck and finally gave into the rhythmic lull of sleep.

"Alexis! Alexis, dear, we have great news!"

Alexis was strolling downstairs for breakfast the next morning, her light blue robe loosely hanging on her shoulders. "What is it, Dad?"

Her parents beamed at her from the dining table where three yet untouched bowls of cereal patiently sat. "I got a new job!" her father proudly exclaimed.

Alexis grinned enthusiastically. "That's great, Dad!"

Silence, once again.

Mum studied her cereal. "Dear, that also means we have to move."


 * Move?!* "What?" Alexis stuttered. "Where?!"

Dad tried to give an optimistic smile. "To the United States, honey."

"The U.S.A.? You're kidding me, right?" she gasped.

Mum sighed. "You're father got a job as a chef there, Alexis. It's a high-class and well paying profession. We have to move. It's this great little town called Danville. I looked it up. It has a lot of kids your age there. I'm sure you'll get along with them just fine!"

"But Mum! I have friends here. I don't want to move! This is all so sudden, and I mean-" she cut herself off. "When are we moving?"

Dad looked into his bowl and mumbled something that she could only barely make out.

"Next week? That's not even enough time to pack or anything!"

"We've made preparations, Alexis."

"But, Mum-"

"Alexis Jade Hart! We are moving. I'm sorry this is all so sudden, and you may not like it, but it is what it is." Alexis sighed. She knew it had to be serious if her full name (which she hated people calling her) was used.

Putting up a virtual white flag, she hung her head. "I'll go pack my stuff," she said solemnly. When it came to child versus parent, parent always won.

Dad beamed. "That's my girl!"

Not hungry anymore, she staggered upstairs to her hot pink room. She silently gathered up her belongings in a pile on her bed, quickly going through her bookshelf.

She tossed her copies of books like Harry Potter into the pile, also including her Sherlock Holmes set, Wizard of Oz, her Percy Jackson books, her-

An old book landed on her lap, and a smile touched her lips.

Her preschool memory book.

She delicately turned the pages, the beaming faces of her four-year-old previous classmates grinning up at her. Most of them she still went to school with, and it was surprising how much different they looked eight years older. Her eyes rested on one picture, a cute green-haired boy with deep blue eyes and matching blue overalls. His smile was the faintest out of all of theirs, which also made his the most noticeable.

She softly smiled down at the picture. Ferb Fletcher.

He had been her best friend back then. They were practically inseparable- they would walk home together everyday, ride bikes together, even stop at that little ice cream shop by Big Ben to share a large chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream between the two of them. When he announced his family was moving to the States, her heart broke. It had been one of the saddest days of her life.


 * I'm moving to America, too...*

She shook her head. After all, what were the chances of them both being in the same neighbor hood? Ferb had never told her what town- or state- they were moving to. Plus, the chances of her moving to his town- one little town out of fifty states- was nearly impossible.

She stared at the book for another moment, wondering whether to keep it or throw it away. She shrugged and tossed it on her pile of books on the bed.


 * I might as well.*

Alexis looked around at her room. She'd miss it.

"United States of America, here comes Alexis Hart."

"Wake up, honey. We're almost there!"

Alexis felt a hard shake on her arm. She blinked open her eyes to see Mum nudging her awake. Alexis had just been having a rather odd dream about a cute grayish-purple sleek female wolf pup with jade green eyes, a silver chest and underbelly and a fluffy black but white-tipped tail and black front paws a white muzzle. She shrugged, wondering what the dream meant. She stretched luxuriously in her rather uncomfortable plane seat. It had been a week since she found out they were moving. She had sadly said goodbye to her mates, and, with a heavy heart, stepped on the overnight plane to Danville, or a "redeye" flight as the Americans called it. She was sandwiched between her parents, one on each side. It had taken a while, but the gentle, soft movements of the plane had finally taken her in the dark wing of sleep.

She rubbed her eyes drowsily. "Really?" she murmured.

"Yep!" chirped Dad. "And we now own a really nice little house there. You're going to love it, sweetie."

She rested her chin on her palm, staring past her Mum out the window. "Sure I will, Dad."

She sighed. She had never moved before in her life, so you can expect this was a big change for her.

A deep, soothing voice floated from intercom. "Hello, passengers. This is your captain speaking. We're cruising at two thousand, thirty four feet elevation, and descending rapidly, because we're almost to the Tri-State area. Thank you for flying Tri-State Airlines, and have a good day."

Suddenly, the plane tilted downwards as it began in it's rapid descent. Alexis could barely make out the airport, a tiny cluster of lights on the ground far below. The nose of the plane led the rest of it towards the runway, and before she knew it, the landing wheels were skidding the asphalt. She slowly relaxed, her breaths coming slow and steady instead of the fast ragged ones she was breathing just a moment ago.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head back in relief as the plane slowly drifted towards the gate where they would be getting off.

The passengers took their bags from the overhead compartments. Alexis took out her aquamarine carry-on and wheeled it down the aisle, one pink sneaker after the other. She was wearing her usually-a cute pink V-neck with a white undershirt with a little white skirt- with, of course, her signature golden-brown hair bow situating in her shoulder-length wavy honey-blonde hair. Her equally golden-brown eyes shone in the morning sunlight streaming through the small windows. Finally, she reached the gate. She smiled. *My first step in the United States.*

She crossed into the busy airport. The odd-sounding American accent was spoken quickly and loudly through the huge, modern building.

"Welcome to America, Alexis," smiled Dad.

She nodded. "Thanks."

She took a short, shallow breath, her sneakers clicking against the marbled floor. Her family finally made it through the hustle and bustle of the airport, and, gasping for breath, hailed a taxi outside. They climbed into tiny yellow car, with black and white checkers on the side. Mum and Dad chatted on the way to their new house, while Alexis stayed silent. She once again gazed out of the window.


 * It's so...different here.*

Alexis looked down at her lap. *I wonder if I'll find any friends.*

Lost in thought, she was surprised when her mother said, "We're here!"

"Huh?" She looked up. The taxi cab pulled up in the driveway of a huge yellow house with a brown roof and brown shingles. It had an orange garage with a patio out front and a brown fence enclosing it.

"Can...can we go inside?" she asked.

Her parents smiled and nodded. They gestured for the door, letting her lead the way. She gasped when she stepped inside. An enormous hallway ceiling stretched over her head, far up. A staircase wound upstairs, while the hallway kept going to a tan kitchen and a bronze living room with a huge television.

"Do you want to see your room?" asked Mum softly.

Alexis nodded eagerly. Before they could reply, she was already running the stairs, feet flying in a purplish pink circle. She stopped at a landing, branching off to many different doors.


 * Which one is my room?*

Taking a chance, she opened the first door on the right, and her breath was taken away.

Yep, this was her room, alright.

A huge magenta room stretched out in front of her. A queen bed sized covered in plush lime green polka-dotted sheets with brass railing was right in the middle. A pink-rimmed white desk sat nestled in the corner. Even a small television hung on the wall. But the thing that held her attention was two framed glass doors in front of her, slightly opened. Linen curtains blew around in the gentle and teasing breeze. Awe-struck, Alexis flung open the doors and stepped onto a stone balcony, overlooking the city.

"Wow..." she breathed in wonder.


 * This is absolutely perfect for watching the stars at night!*

The scene was so peaceful. The sun was at it's highest, casting dim shadows over the bright ground below. Bluebirds soft songs floated on the breeze.


 * I could stay here forever... *

WHIRR!

The quiet scene was shattered when she heard an odd noise, like one from a machine. She could barely make out the mumbles of kids talking behind the fence of the house next to them.


 * Maybe those are the kids Mum was talking about. I guess I'll go introduce myself.*

She slipped out of her room down to her parents, chatting in the living room.

"Mum? Dad? Can I go introduce myself to the kids next door?" she asked, popping her head through the doorway.

"Sure, honey," replied Dad. "Be back by lunch."

She nodded and stepped out the door. A cool, morning breeze greeted her. It felt good in the hot summer air. She beamed and walked the little pathway to the neighbors house- a house similar to theirs, but it had orange shingles and an orange garage. The voices were growing closer as she approached.

"What'cha doin'?" asked a female voice, sweet and sugary.

The reply got drowned by more mechanic sounds.

She took a deep breath, hoping they were nice. She walked along the fence, the breeze teasing her locks of hair. She awkwardly knocked on the fence door.

"Hello?" she called.

For a moment, the mechanical noises stopped. "Did you hear that?" asked a boy's voice. "It sounded like a girls voice with a British accent."

"Yeah...but there aren't any British people in our neighborhood, besides-" Alexis cut off the first girls voice.

"Hi! I'm, um, behind the fence door."

She did a face palm, thinking of how stupid that sounded.

The door opened. A young boy of about her age stuck his head out. He had a triangular head with a tuft of fiery red hair on the top of his head and deep blue eyes. He beamed.

"Hi! I'm Phineas Flynn. You must be from the family who just moved next door?" He sounded friendly, which was a relief to her.

Alexis smiled and nodded. "Yep! I'm Alexis Hart. I moved here from a town called Cloverfield."

Phineas looked down. "Cloverfield...that name rings a bell from somewhere. Oh well, I'll think of it. Meanwhile, I'll introduce you to my friends here..."

He gestured towards a girl walking up to them. She had glossy black hair and large blue oval eyes. She had a hair bow like Alexis, but hers was purple. The girl also wore a cute purple dress with a white T-shirt underneath.

Phineas smiled. "Isabella, this is the girl from the family who just moved in."

The girl, Isabella, nodded, then turned to Alexis. "Hey! I'm Isabella Garcia-Shapiro," she said sweetly.

"I'm Alexis Hart," Alexis repeated. "Nice to meet you."

Phineas was looking at her strangely. "You sound British."

"I am British."

He looked deep in thought, then his eyes lit up. "Hey! You're from Cloverfield, right? I remember where I heard that before...you might even know my stepbrother, F-"

He paused, gesturing to a boy she hadn't noticed before in the background, a metal mask used for wielding covering his face. "I might as well have him introduce himself."

Phineas went over and tapped the boy on his shoulder and whispered something in his ear. The boy wielding metal together stood up and slid his mask up, looking at Alexis for the first time. Alexis gasped.

He had green hair and deep blue eyes. Awfully familiar green hair and deep blue eyes...

"F-Ferb? Ferb Fletcher?" she exclaimed.

His eyes widened. "Alexis Hart?"

The two long-lost best friends ran up and hugged each other blissfully. They quickly pulled back and high-fived, low-fived, bumped fists, and knocked elbows.

"It is you!" she cried, hugging him again.

Phineas and Isabella looked utterly confused. "You...you two do know each other, then?" he asked.

Ferb nodded. "We were best friends in preschool. I haven't seen her since I moved here eight years ago."

Isabella clasped her hands together and fluttered her eyelids. "Aww...that's so sweet! What was that thing you guys were doing?"

"Our secret handshake," replied Alexis, winking at Ferb.

"Oh..." said Isabella and Phineas simultaneously.

"You remembered the handshake after eight years?" asked Phineas, a rising infliction in his voice.

Alexis shrugged. "It's catchy, okay?"

"Small world!" Phineas chirped.

"Sure is," murmured Ferb, looking down at Alexis.

Phineas put a hand on his hip, looking at his watch. "Wow. Ferb saying two sentences in under a minute? That's a record!"

"Hey, Dinner Bell! What are you doing today, and what can I get out of it?" At that moment, a huge boy with buzz-cut brown hair, a skull T-shirt, combat boots, and a lazy tooth sauntered though the gate. Alexis shrank back a bit in fear.

Phineas narrowed his eyes. "Hello, Buford. Well, we're not really sure yet...maybe show Alexis around town?"

"Alexis...?" Buford turned and saw Alexis standing there. "Who's your friend?" He noticed Ferb and Alexis had their arms around each other, and he grinned smugly. "Ferb's girlfriend?"

Alexis blushed. "I'm not his girlfriend. I was his best friend in preschool, back in Cloverfield, England. I just moved here into that house." She pointed to the house looming above them next door.

"And your name is Alexis."

"Yes. Alexis Hart."

"Hello, Phineas! Hello, Ferb! Hello, Isabella! Ah! Buford!" A small voice sounded from behind the fence. It sounded faintly Indian. A boy with dark skin and curly black hair stuck his head in through the gate, looking frightened of Buford. He sported blue overalls with a light blue T-shirt. He looked at Alexis.

"Why, hello there! I am Baljeet Rai," he introduced himself in his funny little accent.

"I'm Alexis Hart. Nice to meet you," she smiled.

He cocked his head. "Are you British?"

Alexis sighed and rolled her eyes. "Yes. Yes I am."

He glanced at Ferb and her standing close together. "Are you-"

"No, I'm not Ferb's girlfriend!"

"Oh. Right. Well, welcome to Danville! I'm assuming you moved in next door."

Alexis nodded. "Yep. I'm the new girl, I guess."

Phineas beamed. "You're going to love it here! If only there was someway to see the whole town really quickly..."

His eyes widened, and he put a hand on Ferb's shoulder.

Isabella smiled. "Here we go..."

"Ferb, I know what we're going to do today! We're going to need 30 pounds of lightweight metal, 200 pounds of feathers, six gyroscopes, and six control sticks!"


 * What is he talking about?*

"What about the giant floating baby head?" asked Buford gruffly.

Phineas shrugged. "Why not?"

He whipped out a blue cellphone and started talking.

Alexis leaned over to a smiling Ferb. "What is he talking about?" she muttered, speaking aloud the question in her mind.

Ferb took out some folded up blueprints from his pocket. "You'll see."

Isabella strolled over. "Oh, Phineas and Ferb build these awesome inventions all the time. They built the biggest rollercoaster ever, a baguette boat, traveled time...twice..."

Alexis's jaw dropped. "That's impossible!"

Isabella rested one arm on Ferb's shoulder and the other on Phineas's. "Not for these guys. You just wait," she giggled, confidence in her relaxed voice. "It should only take them a few minutes."

"Until what?"

As if on cue, a truck labeled with a bunch of feathers and a smiling bird on the side of it pulled into the driveway. The driver stepped out, holding a contract on a clipboard and a pen sitting next to it.

"Are you Phineas Flynn?" He asked Ferb. Ferb shook his head and pointed to Phineas. "Oh, sorry, Phineas. Say, aren't you a little young to be ordering 200 pounds of feathers for an impossible contraption that you're actually going to make?"

Phineas just smiled at the man and simply replied, "Yes, yes I am." He signed the contract and watched the materials he needed pour out of the truck, fluffy feathers flying about.

Alexis stood and stared in awe and three more trucks- each offering some sort material to Phineas and asking if he was too young, and he replied that he indeed was- pulled in the driveway and gave him what he needed.

Meanwhile, while Phineas and Ferb were whipping together some sort of contraptions, weilding metal together to make a lightweight, hollow frame with straps on the bottom, Isabella and Alexis chatted with each other. They laughed and high-fived.

"It's good for there to be a girl my age in this neighbor hood," they said simultaneously, and giggled.

Alexis had found another best friend in a foreign country...Isabella.

"Okay, Ferb, hand me the-" Phineas paused. "Hey, where's Perry?"

She looked at Isabella. ~Perry?~ she mouthed question, not knowing what- or who- Perry was.

~Pet platypus~, Isabella mouthed back. Alexis raised her eyes brows. She had never seen a platypus, let alone seen anyone with a pet one.

~You're kidding me.~

~Nope. He always disappears in the middle of the day...~

Alexis shrugged. If these two had really traveled time twice, then owning a platypus wasn't ridiculous at all.

"Um, aren't you guys supposed to be in school?" she asked.

Phineas didn't look up. "Well, I don't know about Cloverfield, but our school ended quite a while ago."

"Ah. Right. Say, what are you guys building?" Alexis peeked over Ferb's shoulder and saw the same six metal frames she had seen earlier, only now covered with feathers and superglue. A metal bar stretched out in front of the contraptions, hosting some sort of joystick.

"What are those?" she gasped.

Phineas beamed, standing up and lifting his mask. "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you our newest invention...wings for humans!"

Isabella and Baljeet clapped. Buford smirked. But Alexis tilted her head in confusion.

"As in...we can fly with those?"

"Yes, exactly that."

"That's impossible! NASA can't make humans fly by themselves with wings, let alone a group of twelve-year-old kids!"

Phineas grinned. "You obviously don't know us."

"Dinner Bell is right," chimed Buford.

Alexis sighed. She knew whatever they built wasn't going to work (how could it?) but she might as well go along with it.

She put her hands on her hips. "Where are we going to launch from?"

"The roof, of course!" Phineas grinned, pointing to the top of their house.

Her jaw dropped. "What?!?! I'm scared of heights!"

"That's why we have helmets!" he chuckled. He put on a scarlet and navy striped helmet, and Ferb put on a crimson and yellow one. Isabella slipped on a white one with pink heart dotting it. Buford's was black with skulls (Alexis shuddered) and Baljeet happily put on a helmet that looked like lined notebook paper.

"I never, ever leave home without a helmet! Even in home!" he added proudly.


 * Okay, seriously, where do they keep those?*

"But I don't have one!" she protested.

"Oh, you think Ferb and I would build something like this without including the safety of our newest member?" Phineas said, shocked. "Ferb, give her the helmet."

Ferb tossed her a beautiful, detailed, shiny golden-brown helmet with tiny flowerish-swirls and a darker golden brown striped running down it.

"I hope you like it...Ferb designed it," added Phineas.

Ferb cheeks flushed red. "It...it matches your eyes." He looked at the ground, trailing his foot around in a circle.

Alexis smiled. "It's beautiful. Thank you."

"Well, are we going to get started already?" Baljeet huffed impatiently, tapping his foot, crossing his arms.

Phineas nodded. "Sure!" He led the group inside, up the stairs of his house, up a little door on the roof (accessible by a trampoline by his bed) and up to the roof. While the other five seemed completely used to it, Alexis felt a little queasy.

"Like I said, I don't like heights!" she whimpered.

"Oh, that's too bad. It's our code...the newest member goes first. I was going to have you try flying first," Phineas sighed.

"You haven't explained anything to me!"

He shrugged. "Well, it's simple. You put your arms through the straps here, and hook into the harness here. This little joystick controls if you want to fly upwards or down. I installed a gyroscope, so you can simply tilt and you'll fly that direction. And, if anything goes wrong-which I'm sure it won't- I tucked in airbags here," he explained, pointing to the parts of the set of wings with golden feathers. "They were inspired by birds, you see."

She stared at the wings.

"So, are you in?" interrupted Buford.

Alexis sighed and shrugged. "I suppose so."

Phineas and Isabella beamed. "Great!" they said at the same time.

Alexis got handed the wings. She quickly harnessed them to her body, and put on her beautifully crafted custom helmet. She slid her arms through the straps.


 * This might just work,* she thought as she gave them an experimental flap. They felt like an extension of her body...one that could possible enable her to fly.

The five gestured her to the edge of the roof. Alexis smiled and nodded in their direction. In front of her stretched a vast city, full of tall buildings and bustling streets. It was beautiful, but thinking about how high they were- and how many things could go wrong- made her dizzy. She felt a churning sensation deep within her stomach.

"How exactly do I launch?" she asked, looking behind her shoulder.

Phineas snorted, as if the answer was obvious. "You jump, of course!" he chuckled.

"Me? Jump off a fifty-foot roof? No way!" Her teeth were chattering with fear.

Phineas opened his mouth, then closed it.

Finally, the silence was broken by a thick, soothing British accent. "I'll go with her."

She tilted her head. "Ferb?"

He pushed his way through the others until he was right next to her. He looked up at her with his clear, dark blue eyes.

"Ferb, I can't do this. I...I..." she whispered sadly.

Ferb looked at her carefully, leaning closer. "Do you trust me?" he whispered softly back.

She shivered. "Of course I do, Ferb. You've been my best friend since either of us can remember."

"And you know I'd never have you do anything that would get you hurt, right?"

"Yeah..."

Ferb held out his hand, smiling. "Then today, we fly like the birds."

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes. I am, Alexis Hart."

She could tell he was. Taking a deep breath, she laced her fingers through his and they blushed.

"Get a move on already, you lovebirds!" Buford's impatient yowl sounded behind them.

Ferb clasped her hands. "We jump and extend our wings into the wind on three. Got it?"

Alexis nodded, speechless with fear.

"One...two..."

Alexis closed her eyes, bracing herself.

"Three!"

Putting her life on the line, she jumped along with Ferb. In the first electrically terrifying moment, she could feel herself falling, tumbling towards the rapidly approaching ground. *I'm going to die!* she thought miserably.

"Extend your wings!" cried Ferb. A foot or so before she hit the ground, she extended her arms...and felt herself being lifted upwards. Daring to crack open an eye, she saw herself lift high into the air, deeper into the crystal blue sky.


 * Am I dead?* Was her first thought, but she heard five whoops of laughter and saw her friends tumbling into the sky after her, each on their own custom colored set of wings. She looked to her left and saw Ferb still holding her hand, guiding her through the blue.

"You...you were right! I'm flying! I'm flying!" she exclaimed joyfully, breaking from his grasp to do a corkspin in the air. "You guys are incredible!"

"You never should've doubted me," he winked.

"Nah, I guess not," she giggled.

She could barely make out him- or herself- through the sounds of the rushing winds swirling around her.

"Now, let's get to the real reason we made these babies...to show Alexis Danville!" Phineas's voice came crackling through her headset radio happily, followed by a whoosh of wind.

She could spot Phineas's red wings swooping downward, followed by Isabella's pink ones, Buford's black ones, and Baljeet's blue ones.

"Let's go!" Ferb beckoned her, diving down after the others. Alexis had never had so much fun in her life, tossing and turning in the air like a bird.

"This is incredible! I'll never say anything is impossible again!" she cried happily.

"Looks like our work here is done, Ferb!" Phineas laughed through the radio.

"Toldja!" giggled Isabella into her headset.

The group of twelve-year-old kids flying through the sky dashed and darted through town, never stopping once, with Phineas and Isabella narrating the tour. Ferb and Alexis flew close together, often circling each other of twirling around each other for the fun of it. They joined hands once again as, all too soon, the most incredible tour of her life was over and dove towards the red Flynn-Fletcher household rooftop.

Their spirit's had been lifted as high as the altitudes they'd all been cruising at a second ago.

"So, Alexis..." began Phineas, unclicking his helmet's chinstrap. "What do you think of Danville?"

"It's so amazing," she breathed, "especially from the air! It's like you guys are trained professionals!"

He shrugged. "We're wannabe amateurs...but we take our job seriously," he said, winking and bumping fists with Ferb.

"That was awesome!" cried Isabella, running up and hugging Phineas. He blushed.

"Thanks...we try our hardest!" he smiled.

"Not bad, Dinner Bell," murmured Buford, which she suspected was a high compliment from the tough-looking boy.

"I can't believe I enjoyed that, with so many safety malfunctions!" muttered Baljeet thoughtfully, as is he couldn't believe it himself.

"Can we do this again tomorrow?" asked Alexis hopefully.

Phineas shook his head. "Nah, we like to keep moving forward. Like sharks," he added, grinning at Ferb like it was some sort of inside joke.

Ferb narrowed his eyes. "Oh, don't even get started." They all laughed, except for Buford, who made an annoyed harrumph noise.

"I love it here already," Alexis beamed.

"I'm so glad! Will you come back tomorrow? We'll have built something different by then!" asked Phineas hopefully. The others looked at her, waiting for an answer.

"Why are you even asking? Of course I will!" Alexis giggled.

"Awesome! We'll see you tomorrow around nine o'clock. That's when the delivery trucks usually arive."

"You can count me in...I'll be there!"

Phineas once again glanced at his watch. "Oh, it's noon already? Wow. Time flies when your having fun, eh?" he laughed. "You better be getting home, Alexis."

Alexis nodded, remembering her promise to be back by lunch time. "Okay. Thanks for the best day ever, everyone!"

"Everyday is the best day ever...that's our motto!" grinned Phineas.

"Bye!" she called, waving to them. They waved back, and began to walk away, back towards their houses.

"Be right back, Ferb...I'm going to go look for Perry!" she heard Phineas say from behind her.

Alexis stopped and turned around, tapping Ferb on the shoulder. Her turned around in surprise.

"Hi, Ferb. I just wanted to say thanks for helping me out there...you gave me courage. And, um...I've missed you," she stuttered bashfully.

Ferb nodded. "I've really missed you to, Alexis. You have no idea." He broke off.

"So...um...bye," she said awkwardly.

Ferb looked down. "Bye."

She began to walk away, then turned. She quickly gave Ferb a kiss on the cheek. He blushed deeply.

"See you tomorrow!" And with that, she turned and ran down the driveway, in the direction to her house. All her worries about moving had been magically washed away, like chalk drawings after rain. And she finally saw Ferb again! Her cheeks colored pink at the thought.


 * This was the best day EVER! Maybe making wishes on a shooting star can actually come true, after all.*

She walked in through the open door of her new house, the delicious smell of Mum's famous fish and chips wafted from the kitchen.

"So, honey, how were the kids next door?" Her voice floated down the hallway.

Alexis beamed. "They were awesome...can I go back again tomorrow?"

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Hey, everyone! Just thought I'd post this as some backround info for Alexis. Since when I wrote this I hadn't yet discovered italics, if you see a * around something *example* it means that it's Alexis's thoughts. If you see a ~ around something ~example~ it means that they're mouthing the words.

Well, enjoy! :D