...C.a.P.t.E.r...O.n.E...

"Perfect! You look hot, Keely," Via commented after spraying her hair. I looked at myself in the mirror. I'm wearing a jean skirt and a red cami with my hair wavy.

"I do look good, don't I?" I smiled at her into the mirror. The doorbell rings. "He's here, Vi. Oh, God. I can't do this. I'm a nervous wreck."

"Keely, it's just a date. You'll be fine. Just calm down."

"You're right. It's just a date. There's nothing to be nervous about." As I walked to the door I told myself over and over, "It's just a date. It's just a date." But I was still nervous. I opened the door to a crooked-smiling hottie.

"Hey, Keels."

"Hey, Phil."

Flashback

"Here comes another boring day of school," grumbled Pim as she, Lil' Danny Dawkins, Phil, Via, Owen and I walk into the school. It's a crisp cool Monday morning. Green leaves are starting to grow on trees and flowers are blooming. I walk to my locker with Phil. (His is right beside mine.) As I work on the combo on my lock Phil asks, "Keely, what are you doing on Friday?" I open my locker and think. Therapy. Ugh. I only go because it's doctors orders. He doesn't think I can quit bulimia on my own. Which I can't. But I can do it with the help of my best friend.

"Therapy."

"Oh." He looks really upset as he pours us orange juice.

"Why?" I pull out my math book and walk to his locker.

"Well, I was gonna ask you out on a… uh, date. But I can see you can't go." I smile as I take a sip of juice. So he does still like me. After our make out session in the hospital three weeks ago, neither of us mentioned it.

"Oh! Umm, I'm free on Saturday night, if you still wanna go out on, you know, a date." Now it's his turn to smile.

"Cool. Pick you up at seven for dinner and a movie?"

"Sure!" I give him a peck on the check and run off to find Via. What a perfect Monday!

End of Flashback

"Hey, Keels."

"Hey, Phil."

"So, ready to go?"

"Oh, yeah! Just lemme go grab my purse." I ran up to my room, grabbed my purse and walked down with Via. "Okay, let's go. C'ya Vi."

"Bye, have fun." She said while getting into her car.

"Skyak or car?" I asked.

"You choose."

"Let's take the car." It was getting kind of cold, and without a jacket it would get pretty chilly up hundreds or feet in the air.

"Alright." We walked down the steps to the sidewalk where he opened my door to his silver mustang.

"Where're we going?"

"I was thinking maybe Olive Garden. Then we can go to the Regal Cinema. You can choose the movie."

"Cool." I looked at Phil's profile while he drove. He's so cute. How in the world did I end up going out with a guy as great as Phil?

"Keely? Why do you keep looking at me?"

"Oh, sorry. Daydreaming." Phil parked the car and came over to my side to open the door. In the restaurant I ordered the chicken. It tastes so good, but I'm not sure if that's because it's from Olive Garden or because I'm on a date with Phil and anything would taste good right now. Nothing can spoil this date. We're pretty quiet at first. I can tell he's also nervous. I suppose I should start talking. " So, Phil. How's your dad doing on the-"

"Keely! Shh!" Oops, I almost gave away his secret. How dumb can I be? "Uhh, he's not really improving on it. They gave him more hours at the juice bar so he doesn't have much time to work on it."

"Wait, I thought he's the owner. Who is there to give him more hours."

"He hasn't told my mom that he's the owner."

" But it's virtual. He doesn't have to go, does he?"

"No, but he also told my mom that it's a real juice bar. You don't really want to talk about my dad, do you?"

"Not really. I just can't stand the silence. What do you want to talk about?"

"I dunno. What movie should we see?"

"What kind of movie did we see last time?" Dumb question. I picked it out. It was obviously a-

"Chick flick. Remember, you picked it out?" he said.

"Right. Let's mix it up this time. How about a scary movie. The scariest one the theater has."

"There aren't any chick flicks out now, are there?"

"No." Phil knows me all to well.

It turns out that the scariest movie that wasn't sold out was Madagascar.What a spine shivering movie. But we still watched it. While walking out of the theater we started laughing. "Wow, that was the worst movie ever! I can't believe we saw that," I said between breaths.

"I know. But it was great. Since I was with you." How cheesy is that? I've never heard Phil use a stupid pick up line before.

"Aww! How sweet." I kissed his cheek. "Never use a cheesy line like that again." I shivered. Dang, I forgot a coat. My teeth started to chatter. Phil took or his coat and put it on my shoulders. "Thanks, Phil."

"Don't mention it."

On the way home we talked and talked about nothing. Owen and Via, the shoe sale on next Saturday (which Phil refused to go to) and the new science show on Discovrey Channel (which I refused to watch.) Ya know, stuff like that. When we pulled into my driveway, Phil offered to walk me to my door. I tried to save him the trouble, but he insisted. We were walking up the walkway to my back porch and I looked up.

"Wow! Look at the moon tonight. It's so pretty. And those stars are so shiny." Phil looked up.

"Yeah, they are beautiful." We lay down on the grass and stargazzed for what seemed like forever. "Did you have fun tonight, Keels?"

"Did I have fun? Of coarse I did. Phil, if it's with you, it's fun. Even if we get stuck watching a really dumb movie." We watched the stars some more. I looked at my watch. It was 11:23! "Dang! I'm late for my cerfew!" I jumped off the ground. Phil held his hand up, hinting me to help him up. I pulled him, causing me to fall back down on my butt really hard. "Oww!" Phil started laughing at me. I got up and chased him. When I caught up to him I grabbed his shoulder. We lost our balance and fell down again. I was on top of Phil.

"Aww, Keel! Get off of me!"

"Say you're sorry."

"No." I sat on him harder. "Okay! Okay, I'm sorry." I got off of him and brushed the grass of of me.

"Alright, Phil. I really gotta go. My mom's gonna kill me if I'm any later."

"Oh, fine. Just leave me. Don't you even worry about my feelings." I laughed.

"Come here, Philly Willy." He glared at me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, he wrapped his around my waste. We leaned in a kissed for what felt even more like forever. Finally we broke apart for air. "I gotta go. C'ya later."

"One more kiss? Please?" I grinned and gave him a quick one.

"Bye." I walked off towards the house. Once inside I saw my mom sitting at the table. "Mom! I know I'm late for my cerfew, I just lost track of time. I'm so sorry. I won't be late again." She looks really mad. "Keely, this is the third time this month you've been late. And each time it's because of Phil. If this happens again, there will be no more Phil." No more Phil? Is that even possible?