The humid heat of the island was unlike any other place you'd ever visited. As soon as you stepped off the helicopter, your eyes widened at the vast blue sea surrounding the Tracys' secret base. Your father, a trusted engineer with International Rescue, had been called in to review some systems over the summer, and this time he'd decided to take you along.

"I hope you don't mind," he said, smirking. "This isn't exactly a resort."

But to you, it seemed much better than any resort.

On your first day, you met Fermat. He was friendly, clumsy, and loved explaining every detail about the island's technology. He was the one who introduced you to the youngest son of the Tracy family,

Alan.

He was sitting by the pool, tossing a volleyball back and forth with Jeff, his older brother, but stopped as soon as he noticed you. His blue eyes sparkled for a second, before he quickly feigned disinterest.

"Oh... hi," Alan said, with a smile that seemed forced. "You must be the engineer's daughter."

"Yes," you replied, trying to sound calm, even though he had that carefree, teen-movie-kid demeanor, the kind that always drew attention. "I'm spending the summer here."

Fermat smiled mischievously, adjusting his glasses. "Alan likes visitors. Especially visitors... like that."

"Shut up, Fermat!" Alan snapped, red as a tomato. "I don't... it's nothing like that!"

You arched an eyebrow, amused by the scene.

"It's nothing like that... what?" you asked, just to tease him.

Alan choked, lost for words, while Fermat chuckled softly.

In the following days, you noticed that Alan tried to act like he didn't care, but he always found a way to appear near you. When you walked along the beach, he'd come up with excuses like, "I was just... patrolling the area," or "I was testing a new shortcut here." When you sat in the hangar to watch your father work, Alan always found a seat next to you.

It was cute, actually.

One afternoon, you and Alan were chatting alone near Thunderbird 2. He was nervous, fiddling with his fingers as he tried to make conversation.

"It must be kind of boring spending your vacation on an island full of... I don't know, rescue missions and training," he said.

"On the contrary," you smiled. "I find it much more interesting than staying in a hotel with nothing to do. Besides, I have company."

Alan was speechless for a moment. You could have sworn he was about to smile for real, when Fermat appeared out of nowhere:

"I knew it!" he said triumphantly. "Alan's got a crush on you!"

Alan almost fell off the ladder he was leaning on. "FERMAT! Don't make things up!"

You couldn't help but laugh. The scene was too good not to laugh.

Alan, on the other hand, seemed torn between hiding inside the Thunderbird or sinking to the ground.