It's a few weeks later, and Valentine's Day is right around the corner :)
(sorry about short chapters. I hate writing long ones. lol)
Keely stood by her locker, talking to Via. They were gossiping about some kid who farted in math class, but Keely was really thinking about Phil. She didn't know why she had been thinking so much about Phil lately. She had started daydreaming during a test and failed it. Why have I been daydreaming about my best friend? That's just… weird. We're just friends, even if he is kinda cute…
"Keely! Snap out of it," Via said, snapping her fingers in front of her friend's face. "What's up? You've been acting strange lately."
"Strange? Really?" Keely replied. "I've been acting normally. Not daydreaming or thinking about Phil every second of the day… woah, did I just say that?"
"So that's it. Umm, I thought you guys were friends?"
"Well, we are. But, I don't know how to explain it, but he's always there for me, and I feel like we really…"
Keely was interrupted by Phil tapping on her shoulder. "I've been looking for you," he said. "Come on, we're going to be late for history."
Keely suddenly felt nervous. Did Phil hear what she just said? Did he know she had been talking about him? Blushing, she said goodbye to Via and walked to her history class with Phil.
"Valentine's Day is tomorrow," Keely said as the bell rang, reminding them that they were late. "I can't wait for the dance!"
"Yeah, me either", Phil replied as they walked into history. They sneaked into their seats without the teacher noticing.
Keely sat behind Phil, and she couldn't help but think about him with his head in front of her for forty-five minutes. She took out a piece of paper to write a note, but crumpled it up before she wrote anything. She would tell him how she felt at the Valentine's Day dance tomorrow. Keely began daydreaming again, and wasn't paying attention at all when the teacher called on her.
"Keely, for the third time, when was the Declaration of Independence signed?" Mr. Dosby asked.
"Uhh… asparagus?" Keely answered. The class burst into laughter.
"Keely, this is the fifth time this week you've been half asleep. Come here for detention tomorrow after school."
"But – but I didn't – do anything!"
Phil jumped in to defend his friend. "Why are you giving Keely detention when Joe's been sleeping all year and hasn't gotten in trouble once?"
Not knowing what to say about the Joe situation, Mr. Dosby replied, "You're getting detention as well. And Keely, I'll make sure you don't go to that dance tomorrow. You've been very disrespectful to me and my class this past week!"
Keely slunk back in her seat and sighed. She had been looking forward to the dance for weeks. She had a dress picked out and she had been wondering if she would gather up the nerves to kiss Phil… Now everything was ruined, all because of her stupid history teacher.
Phil turned around in his seat. "Sorry, Keel. I tried."