Phineas's POV

I sigh as I step off the bus outside my house and I look across the street. At least she went home, her car is there. I still feel so bad for her, though. She might be described as a spoiled brat, but when I first saw her… I saw more. She might have still acted mean and bad, but I know she can be better, if she steps onto the right way. Maybe everything she needs is a push in the right direction?

And of course, I saw a soul. Just like everybody else, she has a mortal soul, with real emotions. Of course she's sad, I understand that and just because she's mean doesn't mean everyone should shut her out when she needs it. Everyone deserves a second chance. I mean in the cafeteria, her 'friends' didn't even follow her to make sure she was okay? She was not?

Well, she hasn't proved herself to be who everyone says she is to me yet, I'm going to at least check if she's alright the next time I see her. She might not know me, but isn't it nice for her to know that someone does care? And who knows, maybe we'll get to know each other.

I enter my house where there's moving boxes everywhere, my mom standing in the middle of them. She has an antique vase in her right hand, a cup of coffee in her left hand and her phone pressed to her ear with the help of her shoulder.

I chuckle and run up to her to take the vase. She sighs in relief and takes her phone in her hand instead. "Thanks honey, I had a pretty hard time there. Hey, do you mind walking to the market and buy some milk? It's just a few blocks away, you'll take left when you leave the house and then you walk past a park, take right and it should be there somewhere. There's money on the bench over there, thank you!" she starts talking to someone on her phone, leaving me with my errand.

"Sure thing, mom!" I grab the money and walk out of the door to start my walk to the market. I spot the park in the distance on Isabella's side of the street, so I walk over to her side and then straight ahead.

Walking is so nice, you get some exercise, but in a proper speed so you can take in your surroundings! I love it. Well, I do love the most too. I'm just an energetic optimist, I guess!

I smile as I pass the park. It's a really beautiful one, but I don't think it's the big Danville Park, this one's too small. I guess it's just a park for this area. But it's still beautiful, with many trees, bushes, flowers, an ice-cream stand and people! Well, more like, one person but even so.

The person is a girl who's sitting on a bench, with her back turned to me. You can't see very much of her, but at least you can see her long, raven, silky hair. Wait, long, raven, silky? I look around to make sure no one's around, then I quietly enter the park and walk closer and a little to the left so that I'll see her face a little.

As I approach her, I can see her face and body as well. And who could it be, if not Isabella. She's a natural beauty, I'm ashamed I didn't recognize her just by looking at her hair in the distance! I mean, even her hair is a one-of-a-kind! She is just so unique and perfect. Okay, you can talk to her, it's okay. Just ask her if she's okay.

I quietly approach her, but she's not even looking up. She probably doesn't know I want to talk to her in particular. I sit down beside her and look at her. She's obviously cried, judging by her red eyes and cheeks. She's still ravishing… no, knock it off! You're here to see if she's okay, not examine her beauty!

I turn to her uncertainly. "H-hey…" she doesn't look up, but I can see her eyes roll over to look at me. When they do, she looks up at me.

"Uhm, hey… who-who are you?" I chuckle. Nope, she does not recognize me.

"I'm just a guy from school… invisible.. but before you leave! Are you… okay?" her nonchalant frown is suddenly replaced by a surprised look.

"What… did you say?" she asks, pure shock in her voice. Oh boy, I said something wrong, of course I did… screw this, I'll never talk to a girl again, I suck at this. I'll become a monk where I never have to see a woman again.

"I… well you know I saw what happened in the cafeteria today and how you left, no one followed you to make sure you were okay so, I don't know… I kind of followed you out to check on you and… no, I'm not a stalker! That sounded so stalkish! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it in that way, I was just going to see if you were okay, and you were not and-and…" I groan and pull my hood over my head and tighten it so only my nose sticks out.

"I'm screwing this up completely, I'm sorry, I… yep I'm distancing myself from the Earth now, so…" I feel myself turn as red as my hair and everything I want right now is for the ground to swallow me. I suddenly hear her… giggle? Is she giggling? I pull my hood off and look at her. She is giggling! I smile too when I realize I was the one who caused her(probably) to do so.

"I guess it's okay, you just wanted to check if I was okay, so. Besides, I guess all you invisible people want to be close to me!" she laughs and rolls her eyes. I stare at her and smile a crooked smile. Well, I guess she's at least a diva.

"Sure…" she stares at me.

"What? Wasn't that why you followed me?" I give her a 'really?' look.

"Of course not, I wanted to see if you were okay! And maybe I didn't want to be near you because I'm 'invisible', but because I thought you were… beautiful!" I exclaim. Now it's her turn to give me the 'really?' look.

"Of course you think, I am hot? That's a scientific fact? I'm kind of aware of that." I sigh and run a hand through my hair.

"I didn't say hot. Well, you are that too, but I meant that you are beautiful! You really are. I mean, for real! I'm not saying that because I as an invisible adore you as a queen. I had no idea about these rules on the school when I first saw you and who you were. In fact, it wasn't even in school. But I saw you, and my first thought was: wow, she's really beautiful! I've just never seen anyone like her in my life, ever before..." I exclaim. She looks at me, then she smiles.

"Thanks. You're not that bad yourself, invisible." I smile weakly and sigh.

"Hey, we're not in school now. Am I still just an invisible to you? Don't you see something more in me, than just another adorer? Like, a real person?" I ask her. She eyes me, then she nods.

"Well, yeah I… think so. I mean, you're a human, right? Just like me, just like my friends, just like… Rick." She sighs and shuts her eyes tightly.

"Well, I'm really sorry about that." I say to her. Situations like these are so awkward, you never know what to do when someone starts crying!

She smiles and shakes her head. "No, don't be. I mean, of course I'm sad… but I don't know if he's worth it. I mean, he broke up with me for his bad patience and an incredibly silly reason. But I don't know… I loved him…" I eye her unsurely.

"Well, don't be mad at me now or something but… are you really sure you did?" she turns to me and knits her eyebrows together confusingly.

"Uhm, excuse me?" she exclaims. I laugh nervously and move away from her a little. Girls can be really dangerous when they're mad, trust me.

"Well, no offense, of course! But I just meant, are you sure it was, real love? Had you pictured a life together with him, or did you know it wasn't going to hold? Did he have your full trust? Were you ready to do anything for him? To do anything with him? Was he the first thing you thought about in the morning, and the last thing you thought about at night? Did he make you feel complete, did you forget everything else when you were around him? Did you really look at him and get butterflies in your stomach of it?" I ask her. She stares at me, eyes wide as saucers. She looks blankly before herself, as if deep in thought.

"Well, no. I didn't even feel half of those things for him! It was most like he was there to entertain me, to keep up my status! Like, we were the it-couple and because of that, I imagined love? If I didn't love him, someone else would take that title from me? Do you think it is like that?" she asks me as she turns to me again.

I shrug. "Well, that sounds… reasonable, I think. But, couldn't you feel the way he didn't… make you feel? That he just weren't the right one for you?" I ask. She smiles apologetically.

"Well, I guess I'm so caught up in the attention we're given for it, so I couldn't notice the false love in it. It sounds weird, I know." She says and laughs weakly. I shrug.

"Well, mostly stupid." I immediately wish those words could come back as she turns to me, rage flashing through her eyes.

"Excuse me, what? Do you think I'm stupid?! You know, you're already invisible, don't make me do something worse! Don't think you can call me stupid without getting any consequences! I'm the popular and valuable person here, don't think you can offend me!" I slam my fist onto the bench. "That's it!" I shout at her.

"Well, first: yeah, I think that's stupid! You know why? Because you only got together with him for popularity and attention, and I just thought that didn't sound like the right thing! I express my opinion when I feel it's needed. Secondly, don't think you can treat everybody like they're just items or worthless slaves just because you're popular! Believe it or not, you don't win any respect on it. In fact, the only thing you win is disrespect! People may think you're hot in the looks, but on the inside, they think you're cold. And considering how you're treating everyone, I don't think you have much real friends. They're probably just with you for your status. I'm sorry for wasting your time and I'm sorry for asking if you were okay after no one else did!" I shout at her.

I stand up from the bench and stomp away. Then, I turn and pass her again. "I forgot to buy the milk!" I say in the same tone as before, then I storm off to the market.

After a while, my anger dies down and I sigh and put my face in my hands. "Why did I say those things to her?! I've never been angry at someone like that before, what came over me? She didn't deserve that sort of anger, no one does… I said it myself… I'm so stupid!" I shout to the sky.

I walk with heavy steps to the market and buy the milk, then I walk home again. I pass the park, but she's not there anymore. *Sigh*, what have I done?

Poor Phineas, and Isabella too for that matter. Review, favorite and follow!