Phil Diffy and Keely Teslow were in Phil's room, laughing at a joke Phil made over a movie. It was midnight and the 2 14-year-olds weren't even tired.
"Okay! Okay! What about that movie about the girl with the sleepover and then they have all of those dares! And they steal the dad's car!" Keely said.
"I know! I think the grossest scene was when the boy and girl kissed!" Phil said, pointing a finger into his mouth.
"Oh no! That was so sweet when they kissed," Keely argued, smiling.
"How would you know what it's like to kiss a guy anyway?" Phil asked.
"Because…ok I don't know!" Keely surrendered.
"Well I do!" Phil said proudly.
"Well then spill! What was it like?" Keely asked eagerly.
"Well, I could tell you, but then you'd want me to show you," Phil smirked.
"Get one of your duplicates to show me!" Keely said.
"You know, that's not a bad idea," Phil said, getting his wizard, "but I'm gonna make it a challenge. You have to figure out which one is me and which one is the duplicate. You kiss the duplicate and spare me when you figure it out."
"Spare you? You make it sound like it would kill you," Keely said, smirking.
"Well, you would! I mean, kissing a girl like you would be torture," Phil joked.
Keely punched him softly and Phil smiled. He walked out of the room and out into the hallway. Phil made a duplicate and went back into the room.
Keely looked at both Phils and sighed.
"Now which one is the real Phil?" Keely asked herself.
Then she remembered that Phil told her that duplicates can't feel anything, physically or emotionally while the real Phil was ticklish! She walked up to one of the two Phils and tickled him. Nothing happened. She smiled devilishly and walked over to the remaining suspect. She tickled him and he laughed uncontrollably.
"Ah ha!" Keely giggle triumphantly.
"No fair!" Phil said, "Aren't you gonna kiss the duplicate?"
"Oh! Right!" Keely said, "I don't feel like doing that anymore."
"Your loss," Phil said, "That's a really good looking guy you're turning down!"
"I'm pretty sure I can handle the loss."
Just then, Keely's cell phone vibrated on Phil's desk. She ran over to it and saw that she had a text message from someone. The phone number wasn't familiar to her, but she read the message.
"Who's it from?" Phil asked, walking up to her.
"I don't know," Keely answered, "The message says 'Meet me at Make Out Lot now.'"
"Let me see that!" Phil demanded, taking the phone from Keely.
He read the message, silently mouthing the words.
"I want to find out who this guy is," Phil said, grabbing a shirt from his bed. He took off his night shirt and put on the other shirt. Keely grabbed her over night bag and took out a pair of jeans. Phil looked the other way and Keely changed into her jeans. They headed out of the house and headed toward the given meeting place.