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Phil got up very early that morning to finish his book. He spent the better part of an hour, perfecting the work so it was good enough for her. Not that a book is ever going to be good enough for her, he thought, frowning at his finished product.

Good enough, he figured, as he went back upstairs and placed the book on the floor in her room.

Keely woke up to the sound of Aqualung. Suddenly you're mine… and it's brighter than sunshine. She crossed the room to turn off the alarm, and noticed that Phil wasn't asleep. In his place was a book. She picked it up, and was surprised that it must have weighed at least five pounds.

Inside the front cover was a short poem, written in a familiar scrawl.

"The ageless sweetness

Your beauty has no rival

My heart longs for you."

She smiled, and turned the page, on it was a picture of the two of them, Phil walking along in front of an autumn sky, Keely being carried on his back. She remembered that day vividly. The two had been talking about something Keely couldn't quite remember at that moment, but Phil had said something about Ashley, and, defending her sister's honor, she began to chase after him. She had ended up tripping over a sprinkler head before she could bring him down, which she would have if she never fell down. Feeling somewhat guilty, Phil decided that Keely shouldn't risk further injury by placing any weight on the leg, and therefore carried her home on his back.

She continued to flip through the pages, and was surprised at how the memories linked to the pictures of the two of them came flooding back whenever she looked at the photograph.

On the back cover, there was another poem.

"If you become lost,

Turn your head up to the sky.

I will be with you."

Keely smiled, dressed, and descended the stairs. Phil was watching Green Day's "Wake Me Up When September Ends" music video. She sat down on the couch next to him, and said, "Phil Diffy, you are amazing."

"Yeah, I know. Why?" Phil asked.

Keely couldn't help but laugh as she rolled her eyes, and responded, "The book you gave me. It's the most amazing thing anybody has ever given me."

"Glad you like it, Keely."

Her smile faltered. "But… don't you want any pictures of us?"

"I won't need them, Keely," Phil said, rubbing her head. "I don't need any of that. I'll always be with you. Besides, I've never brought twenty-first century film on the time machine. There might be some chemicals that would screw them up or something."

"Oh, right. Time machine. I knew that." The fact that starting Saturday, she'd never see Phil face to face again killed her. But moving away from him just might make things simpler.

But for now, life was great, as Phil slipped his arm around her shoulder. Though his hand was warm to the touch, a shiver ran down her spine as she realized she'd never feel his touch again in a few days.

But at that moment, she was as happy as she could've hoped.

Summer has come and past

The innocent can never last

Wake me up when September ends...

Happy as she could've expected, that is.

Wake me up when September ends...

Sorry this chapter took so long to get up, but I was having major issues with this chapter. I couldn't word it the way I wanted, and it turned out shorter than I expected. Anyway, the procedure's fairly standard issue now. Oh, by the way, if anyone knows what picture I described, then you know your POTF and should be proud. Also, I wonder if anybody got the allusion when Phil's invisible and he escapes from Keely? Three cheers for you if you got both of those references. If you didn't, you still rock, no matter what the voices in your head may say. Read and Review (The other R & R)!