Isabella Garcia-Shapiro was just driving home from another failed date. She sighed, contemplating the date that ended five minutes ago. Nothing was ever going to replace her amazing ex-boyfriend. It would be stupid of him to take her back after all the things she had done to him. She hurt him pretty bad, even after 11 years of a crush on him. She was driving back home, but she just couldn't face his house. Not right now. The city was quiet, so she parked right next door to her mother's restaurant-right in front of another restaurant. Slowly, the tears began pouring out. All the feelings she had held in for several months were dripping down as she set her forehead to the wheel.

As if on cue, the night sky produced rain and hail-extremely hard. Just like her tears, the sky sobbed as well. It wasn't until she regained her conscience that she glanced out her window. She saw him, sitting down on a bench under the bus stop, his hoodie on his head, looking down. What she should've done was drive away. To finally let go. But she couldn't. Here he was, like a lost puppy, and the last thing Isabella wanted to do was to drive away. She wiped the last of her tears away and re-applied her mascara as she looked at herself in the mirror. "Look at you. You're pathetic" her head said to her. Her constant abasements sent her lips quivering, but she regained her strength as she pushed down the button to send her window down.

"Hey, need a ride?" She asked as confidently as she could. Immediately, the boy lifted his head to look at the source of the voice.

"I-Isabella?" He asked, stunned. She was the last person he thought would be here right now.

"Yeah, silly. I'm on my way home. You need a lift?" She asked again. Part of her wished he would say yes, the other part wished otherwise. Nonetheless, she was surprised at herself. She maintained her composure as she spoke to him.

"I-um..." He scrambled for words. This was the girl who had smashed his heart in a billion pieces. The girl who lied to him miserably. But she was also the girl who knew all his secrets. She was the girl who knew his entire family. She was the girl he was in love with.

He turned to the bus schedule. The next bus wouldn't get here in another hour and a half, and he was sure to get a cold if he didn't get out of his wet clothes soon.

"...Yeah" was all he said, clearly ashamed of himself as he walked to the passenger seat of Isabella's car. She said nothing as she got ready to depart home. The first 5 minutes were pure awkwardness and torture as both of them were trying to figure out how to break the silence. It was Phineas who broke it first.

"So, um, how've you been?" He asked, not making eye contact with the Raven-haired beauty next to him.

"Oh, you know. Same old, same old." She lied. She was a miserable wreck. Why? Because of him. Because of her lies to him. But she couldn't say that. "What about you?"

"Oh, I've been doing pretty okay. I've started seeing someone. You know, Tatiana? The barista from the coffee shop across campus?"

"Oh, yeah? You guys been seeing each other for a while now?" It took every inch of Isabella not to break down and cry. Her heart sank into the acids of her stomach as she heard the news. She had to stay strong. For her own sake.

"Yeah, she's really great." was all Phineas mustered to say before smiling halfheartedly as he thought about his newfound relationship with the cute barista. Tatiana was a great girl, that's no doubt, but there was something off about her as he thought more and more about it. He just couldn't quite put his finger on it.

They finally arrived on Maple Drive, right in front of Isabella's house.

"Guess this is our stop." Isabella chirped falsely, as she turned her head to Phineas, her eyes glancing down.

"Yep. Thanks, I owe you. I'll see you later, okay?" Phineas replied. He put his hand on the handle and subconsciously pecked Isabella on her cheek before realizing what he just did.

"Oh my god, I-I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, facepalming himself.

"No, you're fine. It was an accident." Isabella said, trying to brush it off. The feelings were still there. His touch still sent her heart fluttering. It took every inch of her not to grab his shirt and kiss him.

"It was just a habit. Again, I'm sorry." He apologized. Isabella managed to muster a small smile before insisting it was a sincere accident before he finally got off. It took a few seconds for her to park in her own driveway, but once she got out of the car, she didn't dare look back. Her emotions were running wild again; she just wanted to bury herself in the warmth of her bed.

Phineas however, stared at Isabella as she walked into her home. It wasn't because she was necessarily mesmerizing at that moment. He was just thinking. That small peck didn't feel like the kisses that Tatiana and him had shared, and those kisses were far more passionate. Could it be that the reason for it was because Tatiana simply wasn't Isabella? No. It couldn't be. Him and Isabella had split for good a year ago. Heck, this night would probably be the last time they'd be in a car together. The last time they would have a small conversation together. The last time they ever made contact with each other. Maybe that was what they needed. To see each other one last time before formally moving on.

Phineas began walking into his own home, but looked back at the home of his ex-girlfriend one last time before finally entering his own.

Oh hey guys! Didja miss me? Haha. Sorry for being so MIA lately. I just haven't felt like actually sitting down to write anything. But this new story, man. I am so excited for this one! Hopefully I got through with this one. (I have a tendency to get really excited about a story, write the first chapter, and leave you guys hanging for like a year). I'm actually writing the second chapter this week, so expect frequent updates! Also, if you have any questions about the characters' age or anything, feel free to ask! I'll try my best to answer. Hope you all enjoyed this!

-NinjaCupcakex