A/N: Now I've got the hang of new layout, it was very confusing!
It was Saturday night and Keely was sleeping over at Tia's place, they had been gossiping about their project and what they were doing. "So, since I told you that I accepted Seth's ticket for me being his pregnant woman, what are you doing?"
"Oh, I'll tell you when the project's finished."
"C'mon Keely, I'm dying here! At least tell me what you're doing!"
"Okay," Keely said, "But only what I'm doing."
"Okay I get it Keely, shoot!"
"I accepted a ticket to be a boy's fiancé!" Tia's mouth dropped, they both squealed.
"Well, who did you get the ticket from? You've got to tell me!"
"You promised, I'll tell you after the projects."
"Fine," Tia pouted.
"Hey, I have a fun thing we could do."
"What?"
Keely, who totally forgot that Tia didn't know Phil was from the future, took out the new-ager thingamabob she stole from Phil an hour ago. Tia looked at it as if it grew legs and walked off, "This—uh oh, my bad."
"Keely what is that?" Tia reached over and tried to grab it, but Keely jerked it away, "Keely…"
"Fine, I'll tell you, but you have to promise that you won't tell, otherwise Phil would hate me and some people will come and take his family away." Tia nodded; she didn't want Phil and Keely to get separated, for many reasons.
"Okay, Phil is from the future and this thing here, you just put the number in here and you become that age, and it's from the future." Tia was fascinated by all of this, so fascinated that she had to go to the bathroom.
Soon it was the very cruel lazy Monday when everyone tries to drink coffee but it doesn't work. Another good work by time, Mother Nature makes the time go faster when you're having fun so they can tease you for fun. Back in Mr. Hackett's class, everyone was buzzing about their projects, who would be Brandon's pregnant wife? Will Phil cancel his wedding? Who is his fiancé? Will Patrick screw his grandma's funeral? Gossip and rumors were starting to form, true ones; I heard Brandon had a hard time finding a wife who would want to be pregnant with his baby! And fake ones; I heard Phil didn't find a fiancé because Keely blew him off!
When the door of Mr. Hackett's classroom opened, it wasn't Mr. Hackett, it was a different teacher. She had brown hair and brown eyes, and was real high on the cool clothing that are worn on teachers rate.
"Hello class… uh, I would be your…uhh… sub today, my name is Ms…. uhh… she looked outside. Ms. Sunshine," she smiled at everyone.
Keely knew that person from anywhere that was Tia! Keely put her hands on her face, Tia could be so clueless. "So I see here in Mr. Hackett's lesson plan that all of you who had ummm… those tickets you need to bring 'em up here so I could write down your pairs."
Keely got up with Phil, 'Ms. Sunshine' was watching her get up to her desk with Phil, 'Ms. Sunshine' smiled, "Thank you Keely, Phil. NEXT!" Keely couldn't wait until this class was over.
During lunch Phil, Keely and Seth just hung out with each other today, since Tia wasn't around, "Hey Keely."
Keely looked at Seth.
"Do you know where Tia is today?"
"Oh, yeah, she said she didn't feel well so she stayed home and such." Seth gave a knowingly look.
"Did you see Mr. Hackett's substitute today? She is so weird." Phil said looking at Keely and Seth.
"Oh yeah, she was very… very weird." Keely said who was trying to eat her sandwich but kept having to answer questions and stuff.
That day after school, Keely and Phil went to their favorite smoothie place and started planning their 'wedding'.
"So like, why don't we figure out who we are going to invite today, then get some chairs and a few tables tomorrow, then try and find a piano player and a piano the next day?" Phil said being all organized and everything.
Keely was writing everything down, "Then we can take a break the next day, then find decorations the next day, then find the location the next day, then buy our clothes the next day. Man, we might even get 2 things done everyday, and we have 2 whole months on this project!"
"We're good," Phil and Keely hi-fived each other, "Wait Keely, do we have to present this? Do we have to pretend we're getting married for real?"
