Chapter 4
"Phil, what's with the new hairdo? Is that hairspray I smell?"
Phil ducked his head to stop Lil from sniffing at his hair. "It's nothing. Com'on, we're going to be late. Got a ride to catch."
Boy that was a close one, thought Phil. Lil was getting really nosey lately. More so than usual.
When they got outside, Lil had a look that said she was about to start asking questions again, but before she could say a word, Chuckie pulled up. Saved by the Finster-Mobile.
Phil climbed into the front passenger seat so he could turn the radio up. He didn't even give Chuckie a chance to say 'hi'. To apologize and show his gratitude Phil gave a hello shrug.
The girls crawled into the backseat. With the music playing so loud, normal conversation between the front of the car and the back was impossible. That was precisely what Phil wanted.
~*~ "Philip, dear. Where have you been all morning?" It was after lunch and Phil was at his locker getting books for his next class. Nothing out of the ordinary except the presence of Samantha's cheek two inches from his nose. Phil wasn't really sure what to do, but he took a wild guess and planted a quick kiss on the smooth, creamy skin.
"Uh, hi, Sam."
"Uh-uh," she said wagging her finger. "It's Samantha. Not Sam. As you can see, I am definitely not a boy." She struck a seductive pose which emphasized that fact.
"Oh yes, I can definitely see that you are all female." Phil had no choice but to lick his lips in appreciation.
"Walk me to class. I have some thing to tell you." Samantha handed him her bag and started walking down the hall, and Phil automatically followed.
"So what did you want to tell me?"
"Party. Tim McNulty's house. Friday night. I'll need to coordinate our attire, so meet me at the mall after school, 'kay? And don't forget to bring a couple of Grants with you."
They were now at the door to Samantha's sixth period class. "Be there." She took her bag from Phil and waved good-bye.
"BRRrrrrrrrrrring!" went the shrill bell letting the whole school know that sixth period was about to officially begin in one minute. Normally that wouldn't be a problem, but Phil's next class was at the other end of the campus and in another building. Phil started to run, but knew he would never back it in time. Mr. Payne took tardiness very seriously. If you were more than 30 seconds late, he marked you as absent.
~*~
"Where is Phil?" Kimi whispered to Lil. It was the same she had been asking herself about her missing twin. Phil might be laid-backed but he wasn't in the habit of skipping class or even coming late. Especially not for Mr. Payne's class. No one came in late.
Something was going on with Phil, and it was driving her crazy.
A/n: I know it's short, but I figured a short chapter is better than no chapter at all. I'll try to finish the whole story before I start school.though that might just be wishful thinking. R&R
Thanks for the Timmy suggestion. It has given me some new ideas.
See reviewing is worthwhile.
"Phil, what's with the new hairdo? Is that hairspray I smell?"
Phil ducked his head to stop Lil from sniffing at his hair. "It's nothing. Com'on, we're going to be late. Got a ride to catch."
Boy that was a close one, thought Phil. Lil was getting really nosey lately. More so than usual.
When they got outside, Lil had a look that said she was about to start asking questions again, but before she could say a word, Chuckie pulled up. Saved by the Finster-Mobile.
Phil climbed into the front passenger seat so he could turn the radio up. He didn't even give Chuckie a chance to say 'hi'. To apologize and show his gratitude Phil gave a hello shrug.
The girls crawled into the backseat. With the music playing so loud, normal conversation between the front of the car and the back was impossible. That was precisely what Phil wanted.
~*~ "Philip, dear. Where have you been all morning?" It was after lunch and Phil was at his locker getting books for his next class. Nothing out of the ordinary except the presence of Samantha's cheek two inches from his nose. Phil wasn't really sure what to do, but he took a wild guess and planted a quick kiss on the smooth, creamy skin.
"Uh, hi, Sam."
"Uh-uh," she said wagging her finger. "It's Samantha. Not Sam. As you can see, I am definitely not a boy." She struck a seductive pose which emphasized that fact.
"Oh yes, I can definitely see that you are all female." Phil had no choice but to lick his lips in appreciation.
"Walk me to class. I have some thing to tell you." Samantha handed him her bag and started walking down the hall, and Phil automatically followed.
"So what did you want to tell me?"
"Party. Tim McNulty's house. Friday night. I'll need to coordinate our attire, so meet me at the mall after school, 'kay? And don't forget to bring a couple of Grants with you."
They were now at the door to Samantha's sixth period class. "Be there." She took her bag from Phil and waved good-bye.
"BRRrrrrrrrrrring!" went the shrill bell letting the whole school know that sixth period was about to officially begin in one minute. Normally that wouldn't be a problem, but Phil's next class was at the other end of the campus and in another building. Phil started to run, but knew he would never back it in time. Mr. Payne took tardiness very seriously. If you were more than 30 seconds late, he marked you as absent.
~*~
"Where is Phil?" Kimi whispered to Lil. It was the same she had been asking herself about her missing twin. Phil might be laid-backed but he wasn't in the habit of skipping class or even coming late. Especially not for Mr. Payne's class. No one came in late.
Something was going on with Phil, and it was driving her crazy.
A/n: I know it's short, but I figured a short chapter is better than no chapter at all. I'll try to finish the whole story before I start school.though that might just be wishful thinking. R&R
Thanks for the Timmy suggestion. It has given me some new ideas.
See reviewing is worthwhile.