Well, here I am. Did you like my last stab at comedy? It's weird–it's a little different than comedy, because I write my essays like that a lot. You know, actually having a 'sorta' conversation through the paper to the teacher, and getting off focus. I'll probably type up one of my older ones I actually wrote in school and Keely-fy it.

Back to this–I can get really intense after I read things like The Princess Diaries, or The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, so this is one of my deep moments, much like this one scene where Bridget is looking into the sky...well, you'll just have to read this (and The Sisterhood) for yourself.

Okay, here we go:

Tonight, they were both in Phil's backyard. They didn't feel like watching a movie and they didn't want to study. They study enough at school in the first place.And they obviously didn't feel like hanging around parents or cavemen.

Tonight, they had had enough of the futuristic gadgets. Phil had shown her everything even on the market up until 2121. They had played with every gizmo and been to every virtual place that the family had to offer.

Tonight, instead of lounging around their houses or hanging out with other friends, instead of parties or mall scopes, instead of even doing homework, they were lying in the cozy patch of crabgrass that Mr. Diffy had never gotten to, drinking lemonade and speaking in whispers. Counting stars and pointing out constellations. Keeping each other company in the fierce, unusually cold night.

They were, instead of head to head as usual, side by side. They were holding hands, nothing different fromeveryday.

"The sky is different tonight, isn't it?" Keely turned her head to Phil.

"Yeah–it's dark." He teased.

"You know what I mean." She took her free hand and twisted a curly strand of flaxen hair around her finger. "It's brighter than normal this night."

"You're right." He looked up again before speaking. "I think it'd shine like that even if it didn't have stars." He pointed towards the southern sky, knowing how to charm Keely. "I found your constellation." He knew she studied astronomy for fun sometimes.

"You did?" She spoke louder and grabbed the hand that was in the air. She looked where he was pointingand found a handful of stars. "Gemini." She was amazed. She looked at the two hands, one pointing and the other squeezing. They both laughed softly as she put her hand away, leaving the lone pair of hands that were conjoined in the first place. Keely sighed and looked back up at the sky.

"Don't the stars make you think?" Keely asked her best friend.

"Sometimes." He uttered. "About if there's anything out there. If there's more than just us in the galaxy."

"Really?"

"Well, yeah. What do they make you think of?" He turned slightly on his side, facing Keely for his answer.

"About the heavens." Keely smiled ineptly. She knew that he didn't like talking about religion very much, but Keely was raised around it. "I mean, you look at the stars, and realize that they're the helm of paradise. You think, wow. What if your entire world ended, and all you had were the stars? All you had was heaven. I don't mean death, I mean tragedy. And then you know that you're small." They both felt profound. After a bit of stillness, Phil asked.

"How does that make you feel?"

"Petty. Frightened." She shivered. "Cold and alone. I'm only one part of life: person. I mean nothing."

"You are never one part of life." Phil laid a hand on her stomach, an awkward move to neither of them. It immediately caused Keely to cease shuddering.

"What makes you say that?" She asked with curiosity.

"You are person, that bit is true. But you're also family. And friend." He gulped and looked to Keely. "And love. You're always love to at least one person in your life. You are always the last thought of someone before they go to sleep."

"Wow, Phil...I..." Keely wasn't stupid. She knew what he meant by the subtle yet obvious comment.

"You're not alone. You shouldn't be afraid." He crept closer towards Keely. "You mean everything to one person."

"Who is this one person, Phil?" She asked, false-genuinely. She rolled onto her side, nestling alongside him, and pulled his arm over her shoulder. Phil could have sworn he had heard her purr as he held her. He felt his cheek burn for a moment as he placed it to Keely's.

"I don't think I should tell you." He whispered into her ear, feeling much more comfortable than ever before.

"Oh well. It doesn't matter. I know anyway." She turned her head a second to see Phil smile like a shy young boy.

"And?" He said almost silently.

"And." She laughed, swiping his fingers with hers and catching the hand closest to her face off-guard with a kiss.

"Look at the stars, Keely." Phil spoke. "Pick one from the sky. I'll give you any star you want." He let the wind carry his words the inches to her ear. "Even a constellation."

"I want..." Keely's choice swept the sky. "that one." She lifted her hand high enough to orient his eyes to the brightest, farthest star in the sky. Just to test him.

"Alright. I'll get it." He didn't move.

"When?"

Phil thought. "Tomorrow. Tomorrow, I'll leave that star on your doorstep."

Keely giggled. Suddenly, a voice smothered their serenity. "Keely, you need to come home." Her mother called.

"I don't wanna." Keely yelled back. Phil snickered while she burrowed her head in his chest.

"Young lady, what has caught your eye for so long that you must stay over there?"

"Phil." She said back.

"I want you back in five."

"Hours? Alright."

"Minutes." They both heard a door slam.

"I don't want to leave." She muffled through his stomach.

"I want you to leave. How else am I gonna have time to get the star?" Phil ticked her chin, which got her up and laughing. "Go home and sleep. Then we can cuddle in the morning." He stood up as well.

"Phil Diffy?" She looked into his eyes. His soul shone through. "I...I love you." She said with tears of joy. Phil took her in his arms and held her tight for what seemed forever.

"I love you, Keely." He whispered in her ear again. He let her go, and she ran out of the yard and into her house.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Keely spoke softly and Phil heard.

There's gonna be an epilogue, a really...I dunno how to explain it, but it's going to be...emotional. I don't know how much, but there will be emotion. See you for later.

Teej.