Phil had been in his room all day trying to figure out a way to get Keely back in his arms. There was a pile of crumpled paper the size of a full grown sunflower beside his bed. Most of the ideas would be impossible to do, but Phil let his mind run wild, he would go to any extent to get Keely back.
Phil had come to three concluding ideas, one: he could go to Keelys new house and ask if she would come home with him, after reading that one through, he crushed the paper in his hands and added it to the huge mound of paper. Two: he would, again, go to Keelys house and ask her and her father to come and live back in Pickford, that one he also added to the huge mound of papers. Three, he could go into the city and try to convince, Keely's mom that they both should move back to there home town, Pickford.
"Well, its better then nothing" Phil thought to himself, while clutching his right arm "I guess I got writers cramp, from writing so much."
The next thing he had to take into consideration is, money, where would he get all the money? It turns out he had been saving money to buy his own cell phone, but Keely was more important then any old cell phone. Phil said goodbye to his mother, father and Pim,
Hopped on his skyak, and headed off to The Big Apple.
For everyone who isn't very familiar with geography (Kathleen cough cough), The Big Apple is a nick name for New York City. I am working on the 5th chapter right after I upload this!