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Phil sighed, and looked back out at the street.

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road

So kissing her didn't work. Maybe nothing ever would. Maybe she'd never remember him at all.

Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go

He was out of brilliant ideas to get her back. Whatever happened from here on was out of his hands. No more aces up his sleeve…

So make the best of this test and don't ask why

Would she ever remember him?

It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

Maybe in a few years, she'd remember.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right

But he couldn't just go a few years into the future to see if she did. For one, an older version of himself might already be in the future, and the effects of his travel to a time when he already existed could not be healthy. And for another, it would be as if she'd aged much faster than he had in the same amount of time.

I hope you had the time of your life…

Maybe he should just return home for a few years. There wasn't much left for him here.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right… I hope you had the time of your life.

Maybe he should return home forever.

Deciding that might just be the best idea, he went inside to pack.

"You're leaving?" Bonnie asked, as he shut his suitcase.

"Yeah… I just need to go to the mall on Rutherford, then sayonara… I need a few things first..." The real reason he had to go to the mall was because that was the parking lot his time machine had been parked at for the past few days.

"So… I guess this is goodbye?"

"You're leaving? Already?" Keely asked, from the stairs.

"Yeah. There's nothing else left for me here. So… goodbye, all of you," he said, and left without another word.

Bonnie said goodbye, then went up to her room, and turned on the stereo. Shortly after, Keely poked her head in the door.

"Hey," Bonnie said, as The Click Five blared on from the speakers.

"Hey," Keely replied. "Listen… I'm going to need that money you borrowed back…"

"So you can remember that, but not Phil?" Ashley asked. "Explain to me how that makes sense."

"Actually… apparently, I wrote this down so I wouldn't forget. Which leads me to believe that I didn't trust you to give it back," she said, pointing at Bonnie.

"Sneaky," Bonnie muttered, and gave her the money.

"Thanks…" Keely said, then paused, listening to the music coming out of the speakers.

"I think you need some time by yourself

Without anybody else

You just need to unwind

In your time machine

You need to go far away

A few years back would be okay

You just need to unwind

In your time machine…"

"What?" Bonnie asked. Keely had one hand on the doorframe, and appeared to be deep in thought.

Keely merely replied, "Huh…" and walked away, shaking her head at something.

"What was that about?" Ashley asked Bonnie, who shrugged.

"I never know what's going on anymore."

If you think I own "Time Machine" by The Click Five, or Green Day's "Good Riddance," think again. But don't forget to review, even if you did think that I owned those songs. Reviews make me happy... I'm not sure if you guys would want me in a bad mood when I'm writing this, hmm?