Anything you say, I am the words: falling apart

chapter 1

Crashing to your side and your breaking up this silence

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A dark haired boy sat at the front of the slide, his black leather bound sketchbook sprawled across his lap. His right hand moving up and down causing the charcoal pencil to tap against the blank page of the book. he sat staring into space. He appeared to be searching for something,a blank expression fallowed by a splash of sorrow painted his face.

"you know some people actually want to slide." came a familiar voice , waking him from his thoughts.

turning around he saw a girl with blond hair sitting at the top of the slide. she was staring at him while pushing one of her loose curls back behind her ear.

"so" he replied bluntly turning back to his work.

"move so i can slide" she snapped

"slide and maybe i will move" he shot back

"fine i will" she said taking off from the platform that she had previously been sitting on.

The boy got up and turned around just in time to see the girl crash into him, sending them falling to the ground. she now lay on top of him staring into his deep chocolate eyes. they lay there for a moment seeming to be hypnotized in each others stare.

"This is the second time today" said the boy waking them from their trance, he was grinning a little still looking into her eyes

she frowned for a second but then said "i'm Keely Teslow" putting a smile back on her face

with a deep sigh the boy said "so you keep telling me,"

"right" she replied blushing a little "so do you have a name?"

"yes" he replied

"well are you going to tell me what it is then?" said Keely

"I don't know, are you going to get off of me?" he smirked

by now Keely was scarlet red, and began to stand. brushing the evidence of her fall off her.

"It's Phil, Phil Diffy" said the boy who was now on his feet, he then grabbed his sketchbook, turned around and left

Keely watched him go smiling to herself, over her small accomplishment

Earlier that day

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Phil paced outside the office door of Pickford High. to say he was nervous was an understatement, his palms were sweating and he probably looked like a fool as he constantly mouthed his prepared speech. He had to make sure everything went right. If anyone became suspicious, he knew the FTC (Future Travel Control) would find out that his family and he were no longer in 2121 and his father would probably spend the rest of his life in prison for interfering with past events. He could not repeat, NOT let anyone in this stupid century find out he was from the future. He continued reciting his speech to himself "I'm Phil Diffy. I moved here from San Diego, California. I enjoy playing sports, and my favorite subject is math, I am honored to be attending Pickford High this year." Phil glanced up at the clock it was 7:40

"alright Phil five minutes until show time, and remember keep a low profile & don't cause any unnecessary attention" he told himself

Phil took one last glance at the clock, wiped his palms on his jeans and reached for the office door.

SMACK the door hit him in the forehead causing him to stumble backwards, tumbling to the ground

" Oh my god, I'm so sorry" cried someone rushing over to him"

Phil closed his eyes and shook his head to regain his vision. as it cleared Phil saw a gorgeous blond haired girl about his age looking at him a terrified look plastered on her face. he slowly began to get up.

"are you ok?" asked the girl

Phil wasn't listening to her, he was only listening to the sarcastic voice in his head saying "smooth one slick i am sure no one saw that scene"

although a little more aware of her, Phil still didn't answer he simply began to examine her. Her golden curls rested on her shoulders, she was wearing a light blue tank top, and a faded pair of blue jeans, topped off with some converse shoes and a few pieces of jewelry. he looked up at her eyes only to see the same expression still painted on her face.

the girl seemed to pick up on the fact that he wasn't going to reply, so she extended her hand

"I'm Keely Teslow" she said

Phil wanted to say something back but the voice in his head told him to stick to the game plan, so he simply walked around her, and entered the office.

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The final bell rang and Phil's day finally ended. On the way home decided he would walk to the park near the school and maybe get some sketching time in. he made a quick stop at his locker to grab his sketchbook then headed for the park. On the way he found himself thinking about Keely, he ran into her again in his science class just his luck, she sat right in front of him. They didn't have a chance to talk so he was thankful and yet disappointed all at the same time. that annoying voice in his head told him to forget her and keep his priorities in line... it was probably right, but that didn't stop him from wanting to know her. He arrived at the park and decided to take a seat on the slide.

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Keely stood at her locker and looked at cell phone to check the time "ok" she thought to herself "i don't have to be home until 4:00 so that gives me an hour" she grabbed her backpack and slung it over one shoulder

"i guess i could go to the park" she said to no one in particular

she headed out the door in the direction of the park that was right down the road from the school. when she go there she decided she'd sit on the top of the slide, and maybe do some already assigned homework. she got to the fourth problem on her worksheet when she glanced up and saw him. the same boy she ran into that morning. She didn't know why she wanted to be-friend him so badly. If she went off first impressions then he was just some Stuck up, kid drowning in his own self pity."but he does have dreamy eyes" said a voice, it took her a minute to realize that the voice was her own. She shook the thought away, and just continued staring at him. If he noticed her he wasn't showing it. He was close now he seemed to be heading her way. After a minute more she came to the conclusion that he hadn't noticed her. She felt bad for him, he looked so sad. She wanted to help, but she new it was no use. She had enough problems of her own...

A/N: if your wondering where i got my story title and my chapter title the here it is. i got it from a song called "anything you say" by the band Deas Vail. as you can see the first part of my story title came from the song name. but the other part is just some lyrics from the song. as for my chapter titles most if not all will be lines from the song because i think it fits well... anyway if like the story and u want to here the song go to ... Feedback Appreciated!!