Here's the next chapter. I own nothing, except, Sam, Ben, Ann, Mrs. Lavender, and the plot. O and anything that's Slanted , but with out bold is something written on paper. I hope you enjoy it.
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The next morning as Keely made her down the hall she heard voices coming from around the corner. Walking closer, she could hear Sam's voice talking to Phil.
"Phil, please say that after this project, you'll come back to me," Sam said taking his hands in hers.
Phil sighed shaking his head, "Sam, you've got the wrong idea about Keely and me. The meetings are strictly for the project, nothing else I swear."
"I hope so Phil," Sam replied smiling at him and hugging him tightly. Phil hugged her back. Yet there was something different about her hugs now, but he couldn't place his finger on it.
Releasing him, she said, "Come on lets' get to class."
Just then the bell rang. Phil laughed asking, "are you a mind reader the time?"
She laughed too shaking her head. Pulling on his backpack, he took her hand and together they walked towards class.
Once they were out of sight, Keely walked out of her "hiding" place. Phil's words resounding in her ears "Is he really just being nice to me for this project?" Keely asked herself as she absent mindlessly walked to class.
"Oh stop it Keely, he doesn't give a damn about you, remember at lunch-Yeah, but then at dinner, he was a completely different person." keely argued to herself.
These arguments went back and fourth inside of her all the way to class.
Finally Mrs. Lavender's voice broke into her thoughts. "Keely, Miss Teslow…Miss Teslow?" Mrs. Lavender asked slowly, but very firmly.
Keely blinked and shook her head saying, "What is it?"
"Thank you for coming back, it's you're turn to your paper," Mrs. Lavender said striating herself and looking down at her student. Keely blushed and lowered her eyes on the desk as she nodded and picked up the paper. Slowly she stood up and walked towards the front, where Phil was already waiting there.
"You ok?" he asked softly as she approached him. She nodded and turned around to face the class. Clearing her throat she began to read her paper.
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As the bell rang, Phil backed up his stuff and turned towards Keely. "That was great Keely."
Before she could say anything Sam called over to Phil, "Sweetie, come on we don't want to be late to class."
"In a second Sam I-"
"It's fine Phil, go it's obvious you want to be around her more, go on," Keely whispered as she pulled her backpack on her shoulders. Phil looked at her in total confusion and reached out to touch her shoulder, but she pulled away and walked out of the classroom.
"Keely," Phil whispered as he gazed after her. Out of the few conversations and moments they had spent together, he had never heard any augur or coldness as she had just shone.
"Phil, Sweetie, come on," Sam said tugging gently on his arm. Blinking he turned towards her smiling and gave a slight nod. Sam smiled back and headed out the door Phil following close behind.
Later at lunch, Phil sat down at the regular table when he saw Keely as by.
"Hey Keely, why don't you come and sit with us?" Ann asked with a mischief smile on her lips. Keely glanced over at the table, but then continued on her way towards the back.
"What's with her, I thought yesterday was so much fun," Sam said before taking a sip of juice. Ann nodded smiling, but Phil was still looking after Keely and muttered, "Fun for who?"
"What was that?" Ben asked looking confused. Phil turned back to Ben shaking his head, "Nothing…how's the project going for you two?"
"Oh, it's great, what do you think Sam?" Ben asked looking at Sam. Sam glanced over at him saying, "What…o yeah it's fine."
Ben smiled, but Sam merely rolled her eyes and turned towards Phil. "So, what the plans for tonight?"
"What, o right…I was thinking going to see a movie," he replied smiling and taking a bite of his sandwich. Sam nodded and went back to talking with Ann. Phil sighed inwardly and let his gaze wonder off. Soon he found himself looking after Keely again.
"What's going on with this?" Phil asked himself, yet he couldn't turn his attention back to his friends. Finally he said, "I'll be right back."
"Ok," Sam said not really paying attention. Phil got up and made his way back into the main building. After a few minutes he peeked out and his friends had gone back to their conversations.
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Letting out a huge sigh of relief, he slowly made his way back towards Keely.
He saw her sitting on the bench her lunch sitting next to her and she was abused into the same book. Phil smiled slightly and then decided to make his presence known.
"It looks like you're almost done," he said taking a step forward. Keely's head snapped up and she shrugged.
"Did…did I do, something wrong?" Phil asked taking a few more steps forward. She didn't say anything, but continued eating her lunch. Sighing he ran his fingers though his hair uncertainly. A few moments of silence passed between them she muttered something that he couldn't make out.
"What?" he asked crouching down in front of her.
She glanced up, but then pulled out her notebook and a pencil. Phil couldn't help but smile as he watched her pencil moving along the page with such ease. Once she was done she turned it towards him and he read.
"Where do you want to have the next dinner?" he whispered to himself before glancing up at her.
He shrugged and asked, "Why can't we decide together?"
She thought for a moment before writing back. "Don't you just want to get this project over with?"
"What are you talking, I mean writing about?" Phil asked confused.
"I heard you talking to Sam this morning." Was the written reply.
Phil reread and reread the message for what seemed like ten minutes. Finally he had look a way from both the notebook and Keely. After a few moments, he stood up and walked over towards her and sat down on her right.
"Look Keely, I…I'm sorry, you had to hear that…I don't think it's just some dump project and…I have an idea for dinner," Phil said and a smile crept onto his face.
Keely raised her eyebrows and wrote. "What is it?"
Phil raised his hands and asked gently, "May I?"
Keely looked down and saw he wanted the notebook. Shrugging she nodded and handed it to him. Phil smiled taking it and turning slightly away. After a few seconds, he faced Keely again and handed it back to her.
"It's a surprise!" the message read.
Keely read it and looked back up at Phil a questionable look on her face. Phil smirked at her just as the bell rang. Standing up and throwing Keely's garage away, he turned around to face her.
"Don't worry, you'll love it Keely…I'll see you tonight," he smiled, holding out a hand towards her.
Keely glanced from his hand up and back again. Smiling softly, she took a hold of his hand and together they walked back across the quad and towards their lockers.
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Once they were gone, Ben ran back to Sam.
"Sam, I have something to tell you," he called over to her.
Sam rolled her eyes and asked, "What is it Ben?"
"Phil's going out with Teslow tonight for the last meal," he replied as Sam stood up.
"What did you say?" she asked icily.
Ben shrunk back a little but said, "That's just want I heard…and I found this book after Phil dropped it out his backpack."
Sam raised her eyebrows as she took the object into her own hands. As she picked up her own backpack, she examined the object. It was a brown leather book with a strap tied around it.
"It looks like a journal," she mused as she, Ann and Ben began to walk back to their next class.
"Teslow?" Ann asked for conformation.
Sam turned it over in her hand saying, "It must be, Phil doesn't keep a journal."
"What are we going to do about it?" Ben asked quietly. Sam shrugged as they walked into the classroom. Taking her seat she opened her backpack and slipped the book inside.
"I'll just keep it for now…and if she doesn't learn her lesson tonight than we'll see what happens after that," she whispered.
"What lesson?" Ben asked just as quiet. Sam glanced over at him with an evil glint in her eye, but said nothing more.
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DUN, DUN! Whats going to happen? Suggestions are welcome, for both things, Phil/ Keely and the other thing. Please review. I love and THANKS to all my reviews for their support. The next chapter should be up soon. Remember review and suggestions, please and THANKS SO MUCH.
