Phineas's POV

I wake up to the sound of my alarm-clock and my hand searches groggily for the snooze-button. I shut it off and groan as I lift my upper body and stretch it. I look out through the window, it's a beautiful day.

The birds are chirping and the sun is shining, but not inside me, not today. I can't believe I said those things to Isabella yesterday! No one deserves to hear such things, not even selfish, mean people. Besides, she was already broken from her boyfriend's breakup, and even though she admitted it didn't feel like real love, she was still sad from it, I understand that. And now, she'll probably never speak to me again, if not to humiliate me or something.

I stand up and get dressed in my usual yellow hoodie and my blue jeans, then I walk down to the kitchen were my mom has made pancakes. I sit down and start eating them quietly. Mom walks up to me and smiles as she pours up a glass of orange-juice for me.

"Morning sweetie, did you sleep well?" she asks kindly. I mumble a 'mhm' and continue to eat. She looks at me worriedly and puts a hand on my forehead.

"Are you okay? You seem a little down, you never are. You're not sick, are you?" I sigh and snap her hand away.

"I'm fine mom, stop asking, okay?" I slightly snap at her, then I put my plate in the sink. Mom frowns.

"Aren't you gonna finish your pancakes?" I shake my head and grab my backpack.

"I'm not hungry… I'm going to school now, bye." I open the door with a heavy hand and exit my house. I step onto the bus and sit down beside Ferb who waves to me. I smile weakly. "Hey, Ferb." He frowns and puts a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm okay, Ferb, thanks. I'm just a little tired." He nods unsurely as the bus heads for school.

Isabella's POV

I sigh as I eye myself in the mirror. I'm wearing a blue dress that reaches the middle of my thighs, it has long sleeves and a deep neckline in the back. I wear a pair of white heeled sandals to that and a little blue bow at my left side of the head.

The bow is a cute touch to the look, somehow. I remember myself wearing bows everyday when I was younger, it kind of feels like a flashback. I walk into the kitchen were my mom eats breakfast. She looks at me and at first, her gaze darkens, but then she notices the bow in my hair and she lights up.

"Is that a bow? It was a couple of years since I saw that." She says as she sips her coffee. I sigh and smile.

"Yeah, it is. I don't know, I felt like wearing one today. You like it?" I ask her and she throws me a little smile.

"It's beautiful, Isa. "I wait for her to say something more, but when she doesn't, I leave.

"Fine, I'm heading to school. See ya." I shut the door and enter my car, then I drive to school. What am I supposed to do today if I see Phineas? Should I just ignore him, or… he did say mean things yesterday, but so did I. And now, I'm admitting it! I never do, I never even care if I'm mean to someone! It's a part of my everyday, so why did it feel so wrong to be mean towards him?

Phineas's POV

Lunch hour

"Phineas, are you just going to poke in your food like that? If you are, can't I take it instead?" ask Buford when he obviously gets tired of me just sitting quietly and moving my fork in circle-movements on my tray. Baljeet glares at him and he puts his hands up before him in defense.

Baljeet turns to me. "Phineas, are you sure you are okay? It seems like you are not just tired. Something seems to be bothering you." I drop my fork into the food on purpose and look up at them all.

"Look guys, I said I'm okay! You've been asking me all day, can't I just have a bad day?" I exclaim. They all look at me surprised, then they look down.

"Sorry Phineas, we will not be bothering you with our questions anymore." Says Baljeet as he and Buford take their trays and leave. I groan and look at Ferb.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you, but I have a bad day, really. I-" I shake my head and put my forehead in my hands. Ferb puts his hand on my shoulder and I look up at him.

"What's bothering you, Phineas?" asks Ferb in the most thoughtful and caring tone possible. I look towards Isabella and then back at Ferb. He looks at her, then back at me and his eyes widen. "Phineas… why are you looking at Isabella? Have you two… talked or something?"

I nod. "Well… she is my neighbor Ferb. I saw her for the first time a few days ago when I just moved in and I had no idea who she was, the only thing I had a clue about was that she was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my entire life! Then I found out who she was through you guys and when Rick dumped her in here yesterday… I kinda followed her to see how she was doing, but I never walked up to her. Then, I saw her in a park after school and we talked for a bit, but then we sorta started to fight and I left her with some mean words. I just feel terrible now… she hasn't even looked at me once today…" Ferb stares at me, then he sighs and shakes his head.

"Phineas, to her, you're an invisible. Of course she's not even looking at you, especially not if you said mean things to her, which she by the way may have deserved. I don't think you should feel bad, because she has probably already forgotten everything, she doesn't care. You should forget it too, it's okay, Phineas. I've got to go, I'll see you later." he smiles reassuringly and then stands up and leaves.

I sigh and look at Isabella. Has she already forgotten it? Should I forget too? But… what if I don't want to forget?

I sigh and stand up, take my tray and start heading for the garbage. I walk pass the football-team's table and they all stare at me mockingly. Suddenly, one guy sticks out his foot in front of me and it's impossible for me to avoid it. I gasp as I trip on his leg and my tray falls out of my hands. It flies in the air, until it lands on… Rick. I fall onto the floor and watch in horror as he turns to me, rage flashing in his eyes.

His teammates start laughing as crazy. "Wow Rick, mashed potatoes really fits you!" says one of them and he turns to them and growls. Their eyes widen as they all look at me dead serious. Rick bows down to me and looks me in the eyes.

"What. Do. You. Think. You're. Doing?!" he shouts in my face. I look around and notice that suddenly, the entire cafeteria is looking at us. I try to stand up, but Rick pushes me back down.

"It wasn't me, one of your teammates stuck out his foot so I tripped over it!" I exclaim as I try to get up, but he pushes me down once again.

"Well, then why didn't you avoid it? Huh, why?!" he shouts to my ear. I put my hand over it.

"Easy there, screamy. Don't you think I would have avoided it if I had the chance to? Gosh, get more brains and less muscles." I mumble and everyone laughs. Rick pulls me up to eye-level and holds a tight grip around my throat, which makes it hard for me to breathe properly.

"You think you're so tough, huh? Well let's see how tough you are when you're unconscious!" he screams as he kicks me in the stomach. I scream and a sting feeling surrounds my entire torso. I hold my arms over it and look up at him.

"What do you think you will win on this? Using violence against me? Do you think I'm scared of you or something?" I ask him. The crowd does 'ohhh' sounds and Rick tightens his grip around my throat.

"I will make you fear me, looser!" he raises his fist in the air and I take that opportunity and lift one leg to kick him in the stomach. He screams and holds his stomach with his hands, freeing me from his strong hand. I gasp for air, then I start coughing like crazy.

He stands up properly again and throws his fist at me, but this time my reflexes were ready and I catch his fist in my hand. But then he hits me with his other fist in my face and I fall too the floor. He kicks me again and I scream and grasp my side tightly. Damn, my body stings like crazy!

I look up at Rick and see that he's raised his leg once again, and he's going to swing it against me really hard this time. He screams and his leg flies towards me. My eyes widen, but then they shut tightly and I hold out my hands in front of me, waiting for the sick pain to arrive. But it never came.

Instead, I hear a slap and a voice. "Please Rick, cut it off! Can't you see, he's hurt!" that voice… it's so familiar… Isabella. My eyes fly open and I look at Isabella who's stepped in front of me. She's holding her hands out to Rick, motioning for him to stop.

"Of course he's hurt, that's the point!" says Rick as he tries to shove her away. But she's standing there, impossible to move away. Rick starts pushing her with all his strength, but she won't move a millimeter. Wow, she's incredibly strong.

"Rick, this won't help! You won't get anything by crushing his ribs, you understand that right? Be mature and leave him alone! Or else, you'll have to deal with me!" she exclaims and she points to herself.

Rick looks down at me, then at Isabella. He scoffs and slaps her across her face hard, but she's not even flinching. He turns to his team. "Come on guys, why wasting our time on these people." They leave and I carefully stand up, looking around me. The entire cafeteria stares at Isabella, eyes wide as saucers.

Did she just… defend me? After everything I said to her? And after everything other's said about her, would she ever do such a thing, for an invisible furthermore?

Without looking at Isabella, I pick up my pace and run out of the cafeteria as fast as I can.

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