Hello, my lovelies. I'm back, once again. My first story (which I might still add to) was (A) well received by you guys, and (B) a little on the sad side, so I'm writing this now. Enjoy it, if you want. I'm certainly not pressuring you to love it. I have a vague idea of where I'm going with this puppy, so just bear with me. Oh, and Hermione781- I liked the first chapter of JWA better, too. I could be really mean and make you guys really sad. I'm considering it (that's why I might still add to my first fic). Anyway, Phil of the Future doesn't belong to me. It's actually quite the opposite.

"Phil, don't," Keely said.

"Relax, Keely," Phil breathed. "It'll work."

"No it won't!"

"It'll slide right out!"

"It's not going to slide out," Keely muttered.

"Trust me, Keely. I've done it before."

"Ohh…" the two of them began. "Jenga!" they chorused as the tower of wooden blocks collapsed to the ground.

"I'm bored," a tired Tia said from the couch.

"How could you be bored? It's your house!" Phil said.

"I know. That's why I'm bored."

Phil sat silently, letting that sink in. "Oh… but you just got a new car," Phil said.

"Not just any car," Owen piped up. "A-"

"We've all heard it, Owen," Keely muttered. Owen nodded, and said nothing more.

"Come on," Tia said. "Let's go visit Via."

"I thought she was at work…" Phil mumbled.

"Yeah. She is. She works at Hot Topic, remember?"

"I thought she worked at Applebee's…"

"You're an idiot," Tia said matter-of-factly.

So the four hopped into Tia's new blue car, and drove off to Hot Topic.

"Hey, Tia," Via greeted her. "I'm getting off, in, like, ten minutes. Then we can go check out that sale at Abercrombie."

"Oh, hell no!" Keely shouted randomly. "I just remembered! We're going out for my sister's birthday! I can't go with!"

"That sucks for you," Phil said. "… OH… no! My dad wanted me to help with the… house…" He had actually wanted Phil to help with the time machine, but… he couldn't really say that in front of these people.

"Oh…" Tia said. "Listen, take my car, you guys. I'll just pick it up from your house, okay Keely?"

"Sure," Keely said, catching the keys Tia threw.

Owen gaped as Tia just gave the keys to her new car away. "You're just letting her drive that?" he asked, completely blown away at the thought.

"Uh… yeah. We've been friends for a long time. I trust her."

Keely smiled as she hopped into the driver's seat. "Tia's short," she muttered as she moved the seat back.

"Well, let's go," Phil said.

Keely exited the parking lot, and reached a long straightaway. Before Phil knew what was happening, he saw the speedometer tip to 70... 75... 85.….. 100.…

"What are you doing?" Phil shouted.

"I don't know!"

"Oh, hell no!" Phil yelled, as flashing lights appeared in the rearview mirror.

"No! I can NOT get pulled over! This isn't my car!"

"Yeah… cops usually don't take to kindly to that kind of thing…"

Keely's mind raced. The cops were certainly too far away to get a reading on the license plate. She remembered Owen talking about a shop that he worked at a while ago, and how it would be empty at this time of day.

She saw the two warehouses, and swerved violently between them, narrowly avoiding crashing into them. She made several more sharp turns, then parked in an abandoned warehouse.

She turned off the ignition, and rested her head on the steering wheel. Phil exited the car. "That was close," he said as he shut the door.

Keely raised her head when she heard tapping on the window. "Keely! Get out here!" She exited the car and stood next to Phil. "This scratch," he said, gesturing to a large gray stripe where the paint had been scratched off, "can NOT be good!"

She took another look at the scratch, and took a deep breath. "Oh, fu-"

Meet a boy named Phil

And his family

On vacation from

The twenty-second century

They've got a rented time machine

And they're on their way

To a time way, way, way back in the day

So now he's Phil, Phil of the Future

Keeping it together just as best as he can

Phil, Phil of the Future

He's the twenty-second century man!

On a holiday

Through history

But their final destination

Was a mystery

And something on

The time machine had blown

And so they ended up right here

In our time zone

So now he's Phil, Phil of the Future

Never knew in history just where he would land

Phil, Phil of the Future

He's the twenty-second century man!

Phil, Phil of the Future

He's the twenty-second century man!

You like? Reviews please me. I get a warm feeling in my stomach when I check my email and I see "FF review for your story." And when I'm happy, we all benefit. My stories get done faster (usually?), I think them through better, you guys get happier, you leave good reviews, and the Circle Of Life continues.