Candace saw a familiar looking blonde headed teenager walking up the street, and immediately hurried out the front door, looking around for said teenage boy. Seeing him walking up the street, she walked up behind him, calling his name, though still trying to retain some dignity. "Jeremy!"

The blonde didn't turn around, so she tried again, louder than before. "Jeremy! It's Candace!" He still kept walking. Annoyed, and slightly hurt that her beloved Jeremy was seemingly ignoring her, she tapped him on the shoulder. He quickly turned around, looking ready for anything. Candace gasped in surprise. This was not Jeremy. She had never even seen this boy before.

The boy looked a little surprised. "Who are you?" he asked. Candace gaped at him, then shook her head, getting over her surprise. "Sorry," she said. "I thought you were my boyfriend."

"Jeremy?" he asked, one eyebrow raised.

"How did you kn-" she started to ask, then stopped, turning a deep red. "Oh yeah. Sorry about that."

Suddenly, a dark haired boy came running up. "What's holding you up, Joe? You were supposed to be at the airport half an hour ago," he asked quickly, with a slightly exasperated look. Candace recognized the look and figured out that this must be the boy, Joe's, older brother. She knew what annoyance with a younger brother looked like when she saw it. After all, she had two of them!

Meanwhile, Joe was replying to his brother's question. "Sorry, Frank, I was running late when this girl thought I was her boyfriend."

Frank turned to Candace, blushing slightly. "Sorry, I didn't notice you. My brother and I really need to get to the airport, and I was in a bit of a rush. I'm Frank Hardy, and this is my brother Joe."

Candace smiled cheerfully. Now that she had overcome her initial embarrassment, she was enjoying talking with these two handsome strangers. Internally, she was wondering if maybe they would be moving to town. It was always great to have more cute boys in town, even if there was only one cute boy for her. She giggled slightly as she responded. "I'm Candace Flynn, and it's no problem. I have two little brothers, and I know what it's like to rush around. That's what I spent most of last summer doing!"

The boys looked curious at her remark, but after Frank took another look at his wristwatch, he sent another exasperated look at Joe. "Great, Joe. We've missed our flight!"

"Uh, sorry?" Joe said sheepishly. "I was held up, not literally," he added, seeing the look on his brother's face, "and I couldn't really do anything about it."

"So, you have no way to get back?" Candace spoke up. The boys turned to look at her. "Well, no, we don't." Frank said.

"Then I have an idea. This is kind of my fault, for distracting you, so let me make it up to you. My little brothers are geniuses. They can come up with something that will get you home, and it won't even take them an hour." Seeing the skeptical looks on their faces, she rolled her eyes. "Look, even if you don't believe me, come back to my place, and have something to eat. If you have to wait for a flight, at least do it comfortably."

The boys looked at each other, then nodded reluctantly. Candace grinned. "Great! Come with me."