A/N: This story is coming to a close. However, there will be a sequel – "Pheely: Vol. 2." Don't expect much, seeing as SN's sequel sucked. But… I'll try anyway. I think this is the 2nd to last chapter. Next chap will be a reprise. This chap is "Is There Life Out There" by Reba McEntire. I'm sorry, this ending's gonna seem really abrupt and random, so don't jump on me for it. I've had this idea playing in my head.
Hint hint – after PV2 is done, if ever, I'm going to do a Pheely: Greatest Hits story, using the songs whose chapters got the most reviews from PV1 and PV2. And if anyone wants to suggest any songs to me, email them through my page, because I'm running out of ideas.
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Is There Life Out There?
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She married when she was twenty
She thought she was ready
Now she's not so sure
She thought she'd done some living
But now she's just wonderin'
What she's living for
Now she's feeling that there's something more
SKIPPING FORWARD TO TWO DAYS BEFORE END OF BREAK
Keely's POV
I yawned. Someone had thrown the door open and was barking at me. It was a voice I hadn't heard in weeks. "Keely! Up and at 'em!"
"What?" I mumbled while my eyes adjusted to the extremely bright light streaming through the door at the moment. "Mom?"
Something flew across the room and its blunt point tapped my head before it fell to the ground. "Your exam grades are in!"
Still not understanding why this was significant enough to wake me up at six AM, during break no less, I unfolded the paper airplane. "83 Chem, 94 English, 88 Italian, uh…" I rubbed my eyes, "97 Government, and… a 88 in Algebra!" I jumped up, ignoring the pain in my eyes and enveloped my mom in a hug. "I passed Algebra!"
"I told you," said a voice from across the room. A tall figure was leaning against the doorpost. Phil… that's right, I'm in Phil's house. No wonder he's here. I let my mom go and ran towards Phil, jumping up into his arms – literally. He grabbed me around the waist and, walking forward into some clear space, pulled me up and twirled me around. I put my hands on his face and pulled him to me for a kiss… and then his eyes shot to my mom.
"Right," I mumbled.
"I'll leave you two alone," my mom said with a knowing smile. "But not too alone, Barb tells me she has excellent security in this house." Then she left, closing the door.
"Robotic hearing," Phil murmured, his voice slightly muffled by the kissing that started at that moment.
A knock came on the door, interrupting our make-out session. "Um, nugget?" rang my mother's voice from the other side. She came in moments later. "We have to go home. You have to pack!"
"Pack for what?" Phil asked.
"Um…" I had completely forgotten to tell him… what was he going to do?
Is there life out there
So much she hasn't done
Is there life beyond
Her family and her home
She's done what she should
Should she do what she dares
She doesn't want to leave
She's just wonderin'
Is there life out therePhil's POV
She started to back away from me, but I grabbed her hands. "Keely, what's going on?"
"Um…" she said again. "I don't know how to say this but…"
"You're moving?" I was crushed.
"No."
Well, I was uncrushed. "So? What's going on then?"
"Um…"
"You've got to stop saying that," I scolded.
She sucked in a breath. "I tried out last year to go on semester abroad for Italian. They wouldn't let me go last year because my exam grades were too low, like Cs and stuff, but they said they would hold a place for me for this year if someone canceled. My exam grades came in, what, yesterday?" Mandy nodded, "and my mom probably faxed them to the agency. I'm going to Italia."
I blinked, once, twice. Make it all go away, I thought furiously. "For a semester."
"For a semester," she nodded.
"But we just got together," I moaned, flopping backwards onto Keely's bed. I hugged the pillow that every night, for the past two weeks, she'd been putting her head on. I looked up and Keely's mother was suddenly gone. We were alone again. "Why would you do this to me?"
"To you?" she yelped. "You? I'm not doing it to you, I'm doing it for me! Phil," she tried a calmer voice, sitting down next to me, "I hate Pickford. I mean, it's a lovely town with lovely people, and it's perfectly lovely. But I've been wondering lately, isn't there something more than lovely? Something not-so-perfect that I need to experience? Phil, this is such a small town. Here, there is nothing. Out there, there is life."
She's always lived for tomorrow
She's never learned how
To live for today
She's dyin' to try something foolish
Do something crazy
Or just get away
Something for herself for a changeKeely's POV
He looked so… wounded. My little speechie deal didn't seem to have helped much. He picked up an arm and kind of swung it at me. "Don't you hit me," I complained, poking his abs. Very nice, firm abs, I couldn't help thinking.
"So you're going to be gone… in Italy… for a whole semester. Without me."
"You could come visit me on the Skyak," I offered.
He flinched, as if someone had stabbed an IV needle into him. "I can't," he griped. "The batteries in both Skyaks are dead, and Dad won't charge them. He says we need the power to fix the time machine, and we might as well get used to 21st century transportation anyway."
"You can come during Spring Break," I tried again. "Flights shouldn't be horribly expensive."
He sighed and rolled over, facing the wall. "My girlfriend… is going… to be gone…"
Despite the sadness both of us felt, it still felt really good to finally hear those words from him. "Well, it's not like I'm not going to call, or email, or anything. I'll be in a four-star hotel, with Internet access and all that jazz."
"When're you leaving?" he grumbled.
"Tomorrow," I sighed. "But I have to pack today."
"Bye," said the glum voice from the other side of the bed. Taking that as a command, I up and left, closing the door quietly.
Is there life out there
So much she hasn't done
Is there life beyond
Her family and her home
She's done what she should
Should she do what she dares
She doesn't want to leave
She's just wonderin'
Is there life out thereThe ride home, though extremely short, was a morose one. The temperature had risen just a couple degrees, enough to turn the beautiful snow of the day before into bitterly cold rain, reflecting my mood. As soon as the car stopped moving I jumped out and dashed to the door. Of course, I had to wait for my mom, but still. When I got in, I started packing.
As I tucked a peasant blouse into my suitcase an hour later, I heard my mom rap on my door. "Muffin?" She handed me a small blue velvet box and left. I opened the box and there was a silver ring, with two holding hands. I slid it onto my finger, somehow afraid that the hands would slip apart. They didn't, and I pulled out a small note from the box.
"Keels," it read, "I got this for you when I got the moon charm the other day. I'd wanted to give it to you at the end of the year, but now seems like a more opportune time. It's a promise ring. I don't want to lose you to any Italian guy." And at the bottom of the note, in perfect handwriting like the rest of it, was "Phil."
"Am I making the right decision?" I heard a voice say. A beat, two beats, before I realized it was mine. "Am I? I have to be," I reassured myself. "I've wanted this for so long. I can't give it up just because some fabulous guy gave me a gorgeous ring…" a pause. "No," I steeled myself. "I have to go. And I have to look up what opportune means."
There's a place in the sun that she's never been
Where life is fair and time is a friend
Would she do it the same as she did back then
She looks out the window and wonders againPhil's POV
I trudged back from dropping the ring off at Keely's. Her mom had offered to get Keel so we could talk, but I turned it down. I knew, somewhere inside, that this was the right thing for her to do. She deserved such a big opportunity. I didn't want to admit it, but it was true.
I was soaked and freezing by the time I got home. "Are you okay?" Mom asked as I let myself in.
"Fine," I mumbled, grabbing the Wiz'rd off the counter and zapping myself dry before heading upstairs.
Is there life out there
So much she hasn't done
Is there life beyond
Her family and her home
She's done what she should
Should she do what she dares
She doesn't want to leave
She's just wonderin'
Is there life out thereI was working on a paper that would be assigned the first day back (you know you're bored when you Giggle future assignments and do them) when an instant message popped up on my screen.
"A dream is a wish…" – GOD I LOVE THAT SONG says:
hey phil, u there?
"The closer you get, the further I fall" – break's almost over! says:
Depends.
"A dream is a wish…" – GOD I LOVE THAT SONG says:
look, im sorry about this whole thing…
"The closer you get, the further I fall" – break's almost over! says:
I know.
"A dream is a wish…" – GOD I LOVE THAT SONG says:
my flight leaves tmrw at ten – mom wants to know if ur coming
"The closer you get, the further I fall" – break's almost over! says:
I'll be there ;-)
"A dream is a wish…" – GOD I LOVE THAT SONG says:
the ring is gorgeous! love ya
"A dream is a wish…" – GOD I LOVE THAT SONG is offline.
I leaned back in my chair with a heavy sigh. She wasn't making it easier, telling me she loved me.
Is there life out there
So much she hasn't done
Is there life beyond
Her family and her home
She's done what she should
Should she do what she dares
She doesn't want to leave
She's just wonderin'
Is there life out there