AN: Well, this is the last chapter of this story! Hope you had fun reading! By the way, I don't own any of these songs except the one Tia "wrote", and I don't own Phil of the Future. Although I wish.

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Everything was a blur, I remembered running away from Mom, then me at Taco Bell seeing strange but familiar faces. Then here I was in Phil's arms, on the couch asleep.

I moved around, trying to untangle myself from Phil's arms, I finally did without waking him when I fell! Ouch, that woke Phil up.

"Keely, you okay?"

I rubbed my head, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Do you want me to do anything for you?" Phil said staring into my eyes.

"No it's okay; actually I want to be alone right now."

"Oh," Phil sounded a little disappointed, "Okay, I'll be at my Mom's house if you want me okay?" Then Phil left.

I sighed, looking around. Then the telephone rang.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Keely, are you okay honey bear? It's Mom, you gave me quite a shock there, and you didn't even bother to get changed, that other day."

Other day? I looked outside, pitch black; I looked at the time, 7:30pm. How could it be this dark at this time? "I'm sorry Mom, just wanted to get away from things."

"Well, me, Doug and baby Lucille will come by and visit tomorrow okay?"

"Doug? Lucille?" I was kind of confused, who was Doug?

"Yes, your father, and your baby sister. I married a few months ago."

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, quite angry.

"You seemed so busy darlin' so I didn't want to bother you and…"

"I could have gotten off all this crap months ago!"

"Young lady," My mother started.

I sobbed, "All I ever wanted to do was meet my dreams and have a fun life." I cried some more, "And you don't include me in your life because I'm busy? Now that's a fun life. Having paparazzis running around you and having a shopaholic and a manager to soothe me!"

"Keely Teslow, I have done many things for you, I have gotten you a bus, what else do you want from me?"

"It's just a bus Mom!" I started crying more and more, "I needed you here more than ever, and you go and have a wedding while I have my entire life slip and collapse!"

I slammed down the phone.

I put my hands to my face, my eyes started drying up and I finally calmed down. Now what? My friends probably hate me, there would be tabloid news about me on the news, my Mom is someone else I don't know and Pim is a different story.

I was in such deep soup that I turned on the tiny television. There, I saw a reporter.

"…so the congress didn't make his decision yet, and the only choice we have is to wait, but…"

That's it, I thought. Then a sudden light switch clicked in the back of my head, that's what I want to do. I don't want fame, I don't want money, well maybe I do, but not… that's what I want to do.

I got in my car, still not realizing that I still had my pajamas on. I put a cap on and a wooly hooded sweater around my arms, not bothering to zip it up I stepped on the gas.

I drove onto this small road to my old neighborhood. I passed H.G. Wells and many suburban homes.

I parked in the Diffy's drive.

I ran up the steps.

But somebody opened the door first, and I stopped in my tracks.

Pim was there, "We all knew you would come around to see your old Phil," she said through a mike.

Pim handed me the mike and pushed me into the Diffy's living room. I switched on the lights and I felt something press against my lips.

When I saw who it was, I smiled.

"Surprise!" Phil said.

I looked around and there was a big yellow banner on the walls that said, Happy Birthday Keels!

"What's all this for?" I asked dumbly.

"You mean you forgot about your 20th birthday!" Tia popped out of nowhere, I hugged her. I missed her with all my heart.

Phil tugged at my arm, "C'mon, we don't have much time!" He said pulling on a sweatshirt.

"Where are we going?" I asked following him.

"What do you think the mike is for?"

AN: Sorry, this chapter was really short! I promise to make a longer one next time!