Phil of The Future: For All The Right Reasons Chapter Two
Keely got to her psychology class 3:04 pm. She would have arrived earlier, but she wasn't used to driving a stick shift. She took her usual seat along the aisle next to her friend, Chryssie who at the moment seemed to be busy text-messaging someone.
Chryssie was the same age as Keely but aside from that and the fact that they were friends, that was the last thing they had in common. She had short, fiery red hair and liked wearing really big dangling earrings. She's always either talking to or text-messaging some boy who she was most likely to forget the name after a conversation.
Keely on the other hand wore hair now strawberry blonde hair a little past her shoulder and was a little shy around boys. She has gone out on dates, but none of them seemed to live up to that one boy she held near to her heart. Yes, she was over him. She wasn't expecting him to show up one day and sweep her off her feet. It has, after all, already been six years. But still, she couldn't help comparing each and every one of her dates to Phil. That's why she just gave up. No one would match up to him so why bother? Then she met Drake. For some reason, she seemed to gravitate to him. So she said yes to dinner. And yes to lunch the following day. Before they knew it, they've been dating for almost nine months now. Chyrissie of course had the most to do with getting them together.
But despite their clashing personalities, Chryssie and Keely were good friends. Chryssie was Keely's first friend at NYU. They met four years ago in Journalism class. Both alone and fresh out of high school, they helped each other get through their first year in college. Soon after, Via and Tia transferred and the four of them were close as ever. Chryssie plans to move in with them before the start of their last semester on their senior year.
"Hey Chrys, where's Ms. Rosenthal?" Keely said as she got her laptop ready.
Chryssie looked up from her phone. "Hey. I have no idea. They say she hasn't showed up since Monday. Word is, she's gone into early retirement."
"Early? She almost sixty-five! So, do we have a new psych teacher?"
"Yeah, They say there's this hot young guy subbing for her. Mister Phil something."
Phil. She hasn't heard the name for so long. Tia and Via never mention the name around her and Chryssie has no idea about Phil.
"Hey Keely, back to earth!"
She snapped back. "Oh, sorry. I spaced out."
Chryssie's lips formed a smile. "Of course you were thinking about Drake. Excited he's coming back?"
"Yeah… Yeah. We just spoke a while ago. He got lots of souvenirs and stuff for us"
"Great. Maybe he'll bring back fries or toast or something!"
Keely rolled her eyes. "Oh come on, Chrys"
"And maybe he learned new kissing techniques. French kissing started in France, you know."
"How do you know that? French fries didn't come from france!"
"Yeah, but the French kiss a lot!"
"Really?"
"I would suppose so, that's where 'French Kiss' was coined, right?"
Keely laughed and was about to tell Chryssie that she just kind of disproved her point when a man with dark brown hair holding a briefcase entered the room. Keely didn't see his face but her spine tingled. There was something up. The man set his laptop on the table, took the marker and wrote his name on the whiteboard.
Prof. Phillip Diffy
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