Author's Note: Let me say first that I'm not actually a big fan of Kesha, but this particular song stuck out to me, and made perfect sense to put on Isabella's iPod. Invisible by Kesha Sebert, as recorded for the Barbie Diaries in 2005.

Disclaimer: If I owned Phineas and Ferb, I think I would be turning these into episodes rather than putting them on a fanfiction site.


Isabella's POV

I raced along the sidewalk, my fuzzy pink boots slapping on the wet concrete. Phineas hung on the door of the bus, arguing loudly.

"Look, just stay for a few more seconds! I can see her from here!"

"Kid, I told you, I have to leave at exactly 7:30! Get on, will you?" The voice was deep and rough, obviously a sub bus driver.

"No just a few more seconds!"

"Kid, get out of the door!"

"No she's right here!" Phineas leaned out further, beckoning me. I closed the gap in a few more seconds and took his outstretched hand, swinging onto the bus.

"See, I told you!" Phineas declared, heading toward his seat with Ferb.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," the driver said, pulling away with a jolt. I followed Phineas to the back of the bus and took my seat across the aisle.

"Thanks," I panted.

"Don't mention it," he smiled, "Wouldn't want my best friend to miss the bus."

I smiled back, but felt a small needle pierce my heart. I tried to shake it off.

His... best friend, I thought. Just, his friend. Oh why can't he see? I pulled my iPod from my pocket and pushed in my earbuds, flicking through my library until I found the right song. I leaned my head against the window and began to whisper the words I knew so well.

Perhaps you didn't notice me

I'm invisible I can't be seen

Maybe I'm just not like everyone

I fade a little more each day,

Nothing to give, no less to say

It's hard to feel when all you feel is numb

I keep looking at you

Keep looking right through

Like I'm invisible

Who do I have to be

Before you notice me?

I must be invisible

I am invisible

Nothing's real and nothing matters

Fell apart, the pieces scattered

I could disappear without a trace

I'm all around but can't get in,

I'm on the outside looking in,

Like the wind I'll blow you all away

I keep looking at you

Keep looking right through

Like I'm invisible

Who do I have to be

Before you notice me?

I must be invisible

I am invisible

You make me what I am

I can't believe you didn't see the sunlight

So if I'm invisible

Who's ever gonna pin me with a crime

I am invisible

I am, I am, I am

I am invisible

I am, I am, I am

I keep looking at you

Keep looking right through

Like I'm invisible

Who do I have to be before you notice me?

I must be invisible

I am invisible.

"Are you okay, Isabella?"

I opened my eyes, wiping the single tear from my cheek. Phineas stared at me, his eyes full of concern.

"Yeah, I'm okay," I said back, smiling. I dearly hoped he hadn't seen my tear.

"You sure?" he said, reaching his hand across the aisle and resting it on the seat.

I hesitated for a moment, almost wanting to say no. Almost wanting to tell him everything, how every day was torturous, how it killed me that he'd never noticed. But, I didn't.

"Yeah, I'm good," I replied, "Why wouldn't I be?"

He watched me, then his expression softened, "I'm glad you're good."

We pulled up in front of Gretchen's house, the last stop before school. Gretchen skipped on, smiling.

"Hey, Gretchen," Phineas smiled, "You look chipper. What's up?"

"Oh, not much," she chimed, sitting down next to me, "I'm just psyched for Isabella's party tonight."

"Oh yeah!" he replied gleefully, "You're still doing Karaoke, right, Isabella? Ferb and I have been practicing all week!"

Ferb peeked his head up over Phineas', nodding excitedly.

"For sure!" I exclaimed, "I'd never pass up an opportunity to sing with you Ph-ph-f-for bragging rights!" Whew, that was close, I thought. My spirits began to lift again. My Karaoke Slumber Party was planned to start right after school and not end until noon tomorrow. A full twenty-one hours with Phineas!

"This is gonna be SO much fun!" Gretchen squealed.

My first four classes were uneventful, but helpful. I got confirmation from Django and Buford that they would be there, and I was able to talk to Irving about my plan.

"So, can you record it for me?"

"Of course, Isabella. Even though I can't make it, I can set up my cameras with remote controls. You'll have everything anybody sings, recorded with the highest sound quality man can create. Don't you worry, you'll have anything Phineas does or says on tape."

"Thank you sooo much, Irving!"

It put me a very good mood. So good I didn't even notice that I was about to walk into someone.

"Oh, sorry!" I sputtered as he fell to the floor. I brushed my hair out of my eyes and found I had crashed straight into Baljeet.

"It is okay, Isabella," he smiled, picking up his things, "That is not the worst thing that has happened to me."

I laughed, "Where you headed?"

"Uh, lunch, like everyone else," he replied, standing up.

"Oh, right," I giggled, "By the way, are you gonna make it to the party tonight?"

He looked around nervously, then whispered anxiously, "Is Ginger going to be there?"

I nodded, giggling more.

He stood up straight, smiling, "Then yes, I will be able to make it."

I laughed, and we walked to the lunchroom. I pushed the doors open and scanned the room for my friends. Immediately, I spotted Phineas waving us over excitedly. I pointed him out to Baljeet, and we joined him in line.

"I had this brilliant idea!" he burst. He sounded like he had been wanting desperately to tell someone, "We could build a stage in your backyard and turn our Karaoke night into a full blown concert with laser shows and smoke machines-"

"Phineas," I sighed, "I sorta wanted this one to be just us. Like, just the gang."

He wilted slightly, but kept smiling, "Okay, then, if that's what you want. I mean, it is your party, after all."

I felt bad. I didn't like shooting down his idea, but... the whole point of this all was, well, in all honesty, to hopefully get him to notice me. The other guys were there by request from the girls in my troupe, for the same purpose. Having it be turned into an all out concert would defeat the purpose, sort of.

"Well," I said, smiling sheepishly, "We could always throw another one sometime, maybe at your house, and we could build a stage there."

"Yeah, that sounds like a great idea!" he perked up.

"Pardon me," Baljeet cut in, "But are you going to get any food? Because I would like some."

We both turned to find the line had moved quite a ways ahead. We scampered up and took our trays, then headed off for our usual table.

"Yo, Ferb!" Phineas called as he approached, "You remember that thing we were talking about last week?"

Ferb nodded excitedly.

"Let's do it today!"

Ferb jumped up and sprinted across the room and out the door. I looked at Phineas, confused. He simply smirked.

A familiar beat began to play over the intercom. A cry rose over the crowd, and I understood what was happening. Phineas ran through the tables, pulling people to their feet. He began to sing.

I throw my hands up in the air sometimes

Saying AYO

Gotta let go

I wanna celebrate and live my life

Saying AYO

Baby, let's go

I came to dance, dance, dance, dance

I hit the floor

'Cause that's my, plans, plans, plans, plans

I'm wearing all my favorite

Brands, brands, brands, brands

Give me space for both my hands, hands, hands, hands

You, you

Cause it goes on and on and on

And it goes on and on and on

I throw my hands up in the air sometimes

Saying AYO

Gotta let go

I wanna celebrate and live my life

Saying AYO

Baby, let's go

'Cause we gon' rock this club

We gon' go all night

We gon' light it up

Like it's dynamite

Cause I told you once

Now I told you twice

We gon' light it up

Like it's dynamite

I came to move, move, move, move

Get out the way me and my crew, crew, crew, crew

I'm in the club so I'm gonna do, do, do, do

Just drop the phone, came here to do, do, do, do

Yeah, yeah

Cause it goes on and on and on

And it goes on and on and on

I throw my hands up in the air sometimes

Saying AYO

Gotta let go

I wanna celebrate and live my life

Saying AYO

Baby, let's go

'Cause we gon' rock this club

We gon' go all night

We gon' light it up

Like it's dynamite

Cause I told you once

Now I told you twice

We gon' light it up

Like it's dynamite

I'm gonna take it all out

I'm gonna be the last one standing

I'm alone and all I

I'm gonna be the last one landing

'Cause I, I, Believe it

And I, I, I

I just want it all

I'm gonna put my hands in the air

Hands in the air

Put your hands in the air

I throw my hands up in the air sometimes

Saying AYO

Gotta let go

I wanna celebrate and live my life

Saying AYO

Baby, let's go

'Cause we gon' rock this club

We gon' go all night

We gon' light it up

Like it's dynamite

Cause I told you once

Now I told you twice

We gon' light it up

Like it's dynamite.

The lunchroom died down, and Phineas smiled at me.

"See, I told you we've been practicing all week."


FLASH MOB! Seemed like something Phineas would do, and Dynamite by Taio Cruz seemed like something he would sing. The clean version, obviously. I can't see Phineas as someone who would swear. Anyway, surprise song! :)