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Keely was walking around campus bored. Her classes didn't start until Monday and it is Saturday. Tomorrow is orientation and her mom was coming today to drop off her luggage.
She heard a woman's voice yell her name, but it didn't sound like her mom so she turned around and looked. Then she saw the Diffy's in their red Dodge and Mrs. Diffy was yelling out the window trying to get her attention. Keely ran over faster than she ever thought possible.
"Phil! What's up? How are you? I missed you! Are you going to miss me while I'm here?" she asked excitedly.
"Well, I'm not going to miss you." he said honestly.
Her face fell and he laughed.
"Keels, I'm not going to miss you because I am coming here!" he said and Keely's face broke into a smile. Phil got out of the car and hid dad put his bags on the curb. They said good-bye and the Diffy's drove off, Barb sobbing loudly.
"So, why did you come here?" she asked.
"Well, I missed my girlfriend." he said.
"Want to come see my room?" she asked. He nodded.
The made their way to Keely's dorm and she slid the key in the door. They walked in and started making out on Keely's bed.
"Well, hello!" came a female voice.
They both looked up to see Mrs. Teslow standing over them. Well, Keely, I see you have made a new friend already." she said.
"Mom, this is Phil!" she said.
"Oh, I see," she said slowly.
"He goes here now." explained Keely.
"Oh. So can we start setting this place up yet?" Mandy asked.
Keely laughed and turned on the music. She hasn't met her roommates and although this sounds a bit harsh, she hoped they didn't come in because she didn't want her too see them with her mother.
Soon, all of Keely's things were unpacked and Keely said good-bye and Mrs. Teslow left. Then they were on their way to Phil's dorm and he opened it.
The dorm was exactly like Keely's - except for the pink furnishings, of course. It was big, with a bay window that looked out onto the Pacific Ocean and there were three twin sized beds. Each student had a dresser, a nightstand and a desk, and there was an enormous walk-in closet that they would share.
Keely opened Phil's suitcases and started laughing. Phil turned around to see what was so funny.
"I'm sorry, Phil, I didn't mean to." she turned beet red. He noticed that the suitcase she opened was his boxers. "But, what is up with these babies?" she asked, holding up boxers that had kisses all over them and were about three sizes too small. The funniest part was that his mom wrote "Love you, sweetie. Happy Valentine's Day 2110."
"Keely, they are my first pair of boxers." he, too, was turning red.
Keely started laughing again, so Phil walked over to Keely and acted like he was a monster-he was taking big steps and swinging his arms. Then he attacked her with tickles. She was waving his boxers around like a flag and cracking up hysterically. .
The door opened and two guys that looked to be their age walked in. Phil stopped tickling Keely and stood up.
"Hi," he said. "I'm Phil Diffy."
"Eric Woods." said one of the guys. He was Phil's height with blond hair and green eyes. His face was chiseled and his arms were muscular.
"Ryan Tobin." said the other. He was a little shorter than Phil, but just as fit as Eric with big muscles. He had dark hair, so dark it was almost black, and deep blue eyes. He was carrying a guitar, and Keely's eye lit up.
Phil noticed it and was afraid she would start liking Ryan but his mind was set at ease when she walked over to Phil and hugged him.
"This is my girlfriend, Keely Teslow."
"Hey, you're the chick who sang 'Protecting Me' at H.G. Wells, right?" Keely nodded and they started talking about music, then about guitars.
Eric looked up at Phil and said "Well, maybe you have heard of me? I am pictured in various magazines throughout America and Europe. I am also on billboards and in commercials. It is a tough life, but someone has got to live it."
Phil and Eric started talking. Although it was mostly Phil listening and Eric talking; primarily about himself.
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Later that night, Keely and Phil walked into the dining hall and stood in line. They got their trays, napkins, silverware and glasses. They stood in line to get burgers.
"So, is the food here any good?" Phil asked Keely.
"Well, I guess we are about to find out." she replied. "I was too depressed to eat."
After they ate they went out to the courtyard and stargazing. They saw a shooting star and made wishes on it.
Phil leaned over and kissed Keely.
"Well, my wish came true," said Keely, and they started kissing again.
That is, until they saw someone standing there.
"Who are you?" asked a brunette with loose curly hair.
"I'm Keely Teslow, and this is Phil Diffy." she said, blushing a little.
"Oh, hi. I'm Lauren Denkas. I'm your roommate. Welcome to the Hollywood Hills." she said.
"Want to go shopping tomorrow after orientation?" asked Lauren. "You know, get to know each other a little better?"
"Sure," Keely responded with a smile.
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Meanwhile, someone was watching this whole thing happen. It was Keely's other roommate, Alysa McKinney. Lauren was Alysa's best friend and she was keeping it that way. Even if it meant destroying that other blonde girl.
Keely, Lauren and Phil were talking and Alysa walked over. She had wavy strawberry blonde hair and turquoise eyes. She was taller than Keely.
"Hi, I'm Alysa McKinney. And you are?" she asked Keely.
"I'm Keely Teslow." she said, shaking the girls' hand.
Alysa thought Keely was pretty. That was not a good thing. Boys would think she is hot and drool all over themselves, and soon Alysa will be yesterday's news.
This is not going to happen, thought Alysa.
"So, Lauren, what are your plans for tomorrow?"
"Shopping with Keely." she replied.
"Oh, great, meet you guys here at noon." she responded and walked away.
Ha-ha, good thing little Keely doesn't know the town. She is going down. I have a few tricks up my sleeve.
Hmm, what will Alysa do? Tune in next time for another exciting adventure of New Life.
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