Because you guys have waited so long, I'm putting up two chapters today. Enjoy!
CHAPTER EIGHT: THE UNITITLED CHAPTER
BY: KLMITTON
"Okay, class. I have your test from Tuesday graded. Some of you did an excellent job." Ms. Plummer looked at Paris Geller. "And others, well, you need to do better." She looked at Phil. Ms. Plummer went down each row of desks and handed out the tests. Phil couldn't believe his eyes. He got a D! Next to his grade were words written in big, red letters. SEE ME AFTER CLASS. "Scraps," Phil whispered. He never got lower than an A-. Except for the Giggle problem. At the end of class, Phil nervously walked up to the techer's desk. "Uhh, Ms. Plummer? You wanted to see me?" He showed her the test.
"Yes, Mr. Diffy. I notice your grades are slipping. And not just here in Tandam. I've also noticed it all started the same time Keely got in the hopitol two weeks ago. I know she's your girlfr-"
"Best friend," Phil interrupted.
"Okay, I know she's you best friend, but you need to remember you schoolwork."
"Sorry, I'll try to word harder from now on."
"Then you may go now." Phil knew his parents would kill him if they found out he got a D because of a girl. Even if the girl is his best friend who's in a coma. So he did the only thing he could think of- he gave it to Owen to eat.
Keely's POV…
"Help! Help! Someone get me out of here! HELP!" my mind is screaming. It told me to wake up, but I can't. I don't know how. I'm stuck in this nightmare forever. It hurts so much. I just want out. I want to know why I can't wake up. Am I dead? Is this hell? Oh my God! What did I do to go to hell?
I hear a very familiar voice. "Hey, Keely," it says. "I wish you would wake up," he says. I wish I would wake up, too. "I got a D on my test today." Where is this boy? I can't see him. "I was too busy thinking about you to studay." Who is he? "Alright, I gotta go now. Just came in quickly before going to the hardware store. Bye." Don't go! Don't! He kisses my forehead. "I love you, Keel." Wait a sec, only one person in the world is allowed to call me Keel. Who? Think, you stupid brain. Think! It starts with a D. Danny? No. Drake, no. Diffy! Phil Diffy! It's Phil! I've got to talk before he leaves. My eyes slowly flutter open.
"I love you, too, Phil."
