(A/N: Hehe, I'm sorry to you's readers who were disappointed in me, a fellow Pheely Phanatic, to make Phil run off. But don't worry, I'm not gonna end things on a sour note. :D Rah rah Pheely rah! As you can see, I'm no cheerleader.)

The day came for Keely to leave. She was in her pajamas so she could sleep on the train. Tia and Seth hugged her and let her off to her train when a boy came running to her.

"Keel!" He cried in joy. Keely and Phil hugged tight. "I was afraid I wasn't gonna make it..." He looked at Seth and Tia and smiled. "Okay, then. Bye, guys!" He called to them as they left the station.

"I'm sorry I pushed away from you, Keely. If you wanna know the truth..." He invented a new shade of red on his face. "I love you. I've always wanted a kiss from you, out of nowhere. It was just all confusing, and, and everything happened at once, and you had Hollangder--" He stopped when Keely giggled. "I'm sorry. I guessed might have I scared you. I scared me, too."

"You were scared?"

"Yeah! You're my best friend; I didn't know what was gonna come from that. Besides," Phil grinned like a little boy. "I didn't know what to do with my hands."

"I thought that was just me!" She hugged him again. "But, I guess I may know more about that than you..." Keely smiled and took Phil's hands. "First, you edge closer to me. Then," She slipped his fingers onto her waist. "you slowly put your hands on my hips. Then we kiss, and I do something where I put my hands on your neck, and–" she paused and grinned. Phil edged even closer to Keely and kissed her. It seemed to be a lifetime before they split for air.

"Calling passengers for No. 69. No. 69 has arrived. Ten minutes until departure to stops Thimbleton, Marumi Mark and San Francisco." The intercom spoke.

"Keely, I had a plan for your school. See, I'm gonna try and take the Skyak to Hollangder every weekend, and I think until then, we should save our lips for each other." He grinned broadly.

"One more?" She asked.

"What can I say? No?" He gave a gesture of giving up while Keely kissed him. After four or five minutes, he let go.

"What?"

"You have to go! You're going to miss your train."

"I don't wanna go now. I wanna get lost in your eyes." She said, dreamily.

"Oh, I know. But we can do that Saturday. Today," He picked her up as she squealed. "you're going to that school, and you're gonna make some new friends. And you're gonna get an A average so you can go without audition next year." He spoke to her while carrying her to the train. To the ticket master, he said: "Make sure she doesn't jump out the window for me, alright?"

"Would you like me to carry her, sir, or would you rather me put the young lady in baggage?" He said, half-interested. Phil put her down.

"Why, baggage would be quite splendid." He shot back as Keely gambled through her pocket for the ticket. She gave it to the ticket man and read the seat. "This way, ma'am." He spoke. Keely stayed behind for a bit.

"Bye." She kissed him on the cheek.

"I'll see you later; no need to say 'bye'." He smiled as she frowned. "I love you."

"I love you, too." She said quietly, her face brightening. She left with the ticket master. "All aboard!" Another man stepped out for the first ticket man.

"I'll miss you." Phil sighed as the train left the station.

"Your seat, ma'am. Your boyfriend told me baggage was fine, but I believe better." He smiled and tipped his hat.

"Oh, he's not my...yeah, my boyfriend. Because I have a boyfriend. And his name is Phil Diffy." She said, proudly, opening the door to the train cabin. (A/N: Anyone seen Euro Trip or Harry Potter? Remember those trains? That's what I'm going for.)

"That's...nice..." He said, then turned and left. Keely walked into the cabin door. A red-headed girl was sitting in the small glass room, reading a book. She glanced up and waved. "Hi. Where are you going?"

"San Francisco." Replied Keely, sitting down and taking out her pillow. "Where did you come from?"

"Um, I went to Little India to meet a relative. It's a real nice place, and someone even said I was gonna be a butterfly later in life!" She smiled. "But I came from San Francisco. It's a nice place. Oh, by the way," She stuck out her hand. "my name's Chelsea." (A/N: Crossover alert! For you not-so-
broad-minded people, crossover alert!)

"Keely." She smiled, shaking the hand in front of her. She lied down on the seat with her head propped up on the pillow and her feet curled up. "I hope you don't mind me sleeping; I don't snore or anything."

"No, it's okay, as long as you don't mind me asking why you're going to Frisco." Chelsea smiled.

"I'm going to a music academy for the summer. Have you heard of–"

"Hollangder! I've gone there since the 7th grade! Oh, I can't believe it...wait, you aren't Keely Teslow, are you?" She gasped.

"Yeah..."

"You're my roommate!" She squeaked. "This'll be so cool, you seem like such fun! Do you like soy products?"

"Um, yeah!" She smiled. "Well, I've actually only tried a veggie dog, but does that count?"

"Yeah, I make a lot of tofu and soy, so I hope you enjoy. Oh, and you should watch out...we have two roommates, Kaleigh Harding and Dae Semerston. They're not all that nice, and Kaleigh is not the artsy type."

"But she goes to an arts school?" Keely asked.

"Her dad is the dean. If you're on her bad side, she could get you kicked out. She hasn't done it to anyone yet, but she can." Chelsea nodded.

"Wow." Keely said in awe. "You've got a lot to teach me. It'll be like having a big sister!"

"It'll be like having a little sister!" She squealed. "Hey, I saw that guy you were with. That's your boyfriend?"

"Yeah. His name's Phil." She sighed. "I'm gonna miss him."

"I think I know someone who looks like him who goes to Hollangder. Ro-something. You guys look cute together." She said to Keely, who was occupied looking out the window now. Chelsea picked up the hint and started her book again.

(A/N: What do you think? One more crossover, coming late into thestory that I just now thought of. Would any of you appreciated the sour note more than this? I don't know. Review and more shall come! Or even if you don't review; the first week of summer holiday is as boring as I don't know what, so I guess I'll type my brains out anyway. And one more thing. I'm very glad that I have more than 6 reviews on one story. It makes me feel like I'm talented; like someone appreciates my work and reads what I do. So, please, even if you don't like it or if you don't have a FanFiction Screen Name, because I can always use response, whether it be good or bad.

Oh, and since they're going to a music school, more soings and less text! Yes/no!)