The days were passing by very quickly lately, it seemed to Keely. Christmas break was in only two days! Keely couldn't wait until Christmas... presents, family, more food... and she was hoping to reveal what was inside of her heart... her feelings for Phil.
Phil was thinking the same. He had also planned on telling Keely how he felt about her. But he was terrified. What if she didn't feel the same? What would it do to their friendship? And most of all, how would she react? He didn't want to risk it. But he kept telling himself not to worry at all. After all, there WAS a 50/50 chance that she felt the same.
"Phil? After school I wanna go to that new music store to buy a CD with my allowance. It's on sale... only 5 to 6 bucks!" Keely said as she shoved a french fry into her mouth. Phil did the same.
"Are you saying you want me to go with you?" he asked sarcastically. Keely glared a him jokingly.
"Of course I do! What are you, loopy?"
"Sometimes I'm not too sure."
Keely rolled her eyes. "Ya got that right." Phil then returned her glare.
It wasn't too long before Keely ran out of fries and stole most of Phil's. He never really minded at all... he really didn't like fries a lot.
"Phil, I just don't understand how you CAN'T like fries," Keely said, her eyes wide.
"Well, I like them, but not a lot. They're not my favorite food."
"What is, then?"
"Pizza," he said, snatching up his pizza and taking a huge bite out of it like a hungry animal. Keely laughed and continued eating, observing Phil as he ate with a grin.
"Well, I'll see you later," Keely said as they walked down the hall, before Keely turned to go into Spanish class. "Remember to wait for me."
"Okay, I will. Bye."
"Bye," she said, walking outside to her portable.
After school that day, Phil and Keely boarded the bus and did their usual... music and talking. After they got off at their stop, they headed to Phil's house to get a ride to the music store.
Keely felt like she was in music paradise. All around her were brilliant CD's, all aligned and perfectly organized! (It's not too often when you see that!) Keely browsed around, found the CD that she wanted, and payed for it and headed out the door to the parking lot.
"Which CD did you buy?" Phil asked her.
"Natasha Bedingfield," she said, flashing a grin at Phil. He tried to contain himself from kissing her, and luckily he did. He couldn't ever resist that smile.
"Oh, cool. I got Nickelback."
"The one I have?" Keely asked.
"Yep. I love that CD"
"Me too... I love number six."
"Which one is that? Far Away?"
Keely nodded her head and Phil nodded his too, and they climbed into the car and Keely put her CD in.
Threw some chords together The combination D-E-F
Is who I am, is what I do
And I was gonna lay it down for you
Try to focus my attention
But I feel so A-D-D
I need some help, some inspiration
Whoah oh...
Tryin' to find the magic
Tryin' to write a classic
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
Waste-bin full of paper Clever rhymes, see you later
These words are my own
From my heart flow
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There's no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you...
Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats
Recited it over a hip-hop beat I'm having trouble saying what I mean
With dead poets and drum machines
I know I had some studio time booked
But I couldn't find a killer hook
Now you've gone and raised the bar right up
Nothing I write is good enough These words are my own
From my heart flow
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There's no other way To better say
I love you, I love you...
I'm getting off my stage
The curtains pull away
No hyperbole to hide behind
My naked soul exposes
Whoah... oh... oh... oh... whoah
Tryin' to find the magic Tryin' to write a classic
Waste-bin full of paper
Clever rhymes, see you later
These words are my own
From my heart flow
I love you, I love you...
That's all I got to say
Can't think of a better way
And that's all I've got to say
I love you, is that okay?
End of Chapter 16