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Rae's POV:

I'd been nervous about returning to school, but also resolute that I would. Standing up to Finn had brought me a new found courage. At least- a tiny bit.

Things were going well. As well as could be expected. I actually felt like I was invisible for good this time. Nobody really bothered about me- and I was more than grateful for it. There was no sign of Finn either. Or maybe I just didn't look around to check if he was there even in the few classes we shared together. You couldn't blame me for not being so keen on spotting him after what happened. It was good to be like this. Good to be invisible. Unseen. Insignificant.

Except sometimes there would be that prickling sensation at the back of my neck…but I wasn't going to dwell on that. My eyes would remain stubbornly fixed on the book in front of me or the teacher ahead.

I didn't know then still that I had traded my old problems with a set of whole new ones. It all started with the discovery of a foreign object in my designated property.

After English class it was, as I opened my locker, that I spotted a conspicuous little box inside covered with lilac gift wrapping paper inside, placed on top of my textbooks. I glanced at it, wary and apprehensive. Another prank? Was there to be some foul insects inside? Something nasty? Was it a threat of some sort? But more importantly- who'd gained access into my locker? That was disturbing, to say the least.

I slammed the locker shut quickly and left- fully intending to not acknowledge the box's presence. Throughout the day it was hard to concentrate as my thoughts flew back to the little box waiting inside the locker for me. Eventually curiosity won out over fear and I went back to retrieve it.

I knew better than to open it at school though. While taking it out, I was careful to glance around me- making sure nobody was watching. I thought maybe I'd catch the perpetrator's eyes, but there was no such luck. Disappointed or relieved by my lack of success, it was hard to tell, I quickly put it inside my backpack and left.

But at home I avoided my backpack like the plague till night. I'd kept myself occupied and exercised an impressive amount of self-restraint. I don't know why. It was still scary to think of what could be inside it. There was no way in seven hells that this was a gift from a secret admirer. I had to laugh at the ridiculousness of that notion. Nope. Then what could it be? Hmm.

Finally that night, I pulled the bag to myself and sat down on the edge of my bed. Carefully, I took out the box and studied it. It was very light. I'd been too nervous to notice that at school. When I shook it- there wasn't much of a sound. Was this just some empty box? Why would someone send me an empty box?

Hands shaking, I began to work on removing the paper. Underneath the wrapping emerged a light brown cardboard box. Slowly, carefully, I moved the lid.

There was nothing inside except for a folded piece of colored paper.

My heart was beating fast now. I opened the note.

Me and you - what's going on?
All we seem to know is how to show
The feelings that are wrong.

That was all. What the hell?

My breath caught. I instantly knew who the note was from. As crazy as it seemed, there was nobody else who would have sent me Oasis lyrics.

But if Finn Nelson thought I was going to play his stupid games- he had another thing coming.

The next day at school I gathered all my courage and stepped into a place I hadn't been to in years.

The cafeteria.

For a moment it was all very scary. Everything seemed to freeze. I could feel all eyes turn on me. I was frozen myself- and about to turn back and scurry off far away. Was it worth it? Losing all the perks of invisibility for? I was having second thoughts about what I'd thought of doing.

But then I spotted him. He was sitting on the gang's usual table. I saw Archie and the others with him. Finn was looking right at me. He looked serious. I noticed that he saw the purple box in my hands. I'd put it all back- wrapping and box. His gaze moved back to me. I took a deep breath and pulled my eyes from his. There was no strange fluttery sensation in my stomach. Okay, maybe some- from the nerves of stepping into the dreaded place.

The noises that had seemed to stop for a second there as I'd entered had begun again. It seemed like I was forgotten- or not worth giving notice to. Whew.

I made my way to an empty table and sat down. I had my lunch with me but I didn't have that much of courage now to start eating in front of everyone there. Forced myself to take a sip of a drink though and made a show of moving around bits of my food on the table.

The box was placed conspicuously in front of me. To be plain in everyone's view. In his view.

Afterwards I crumpled my lunch bag as if I'd finished its contents and grabbed my tray with the box on it. Holding it tightly, I made my way slowly towards the bin right across from his table- I could feel the eyes on the back of my neck but I daren't look back. Slowly, making sure that Finn could see what I was doing, I dumped everything along with the box in the trash can. I just knew he would have looked. Don't ask me how. It was hard to ignore the intensity of his stares when it set off all of one's spidey senses tingling.

I allowed myself a small triumphant smile secretly. It was just a stupid box and note anyway. What the hell was he playing at? Why even bother to wrap up a box and leave a dumb note inside? Who did that? And what was it supposed to mean, anyway? Prick. Well, let that show to him what I thought of his stupid idea.

Yet the lyrics kept running through my head. Well- it was my favorite band so that wasn't anything unusual. Music was my life. Good music, anyway. And the reason the song was stuck in my head had nothing to do with Finn.

Not one bit. Nuh-uh..