I'm sleepy. Been listening to a lot of Greenday, I have 72 songs on my 'puter. Chels, I'll need your ideas later! Anyways, here we go…

Phil's eyes widened and he looked nervously at his feet, Keely did the same. Keely moved her head up as did Phil, their eyes met. Phil walked closer to Keely, grabbing her wrists. He pulled her towards him, still keeping eye contact. As they started to lean closer, their eyes closed. Phil felt Keely's breathe on his face, Phil's nose touched Keely's, they were so close, so very close. Keely wanted this so bad, and knew she was gonna regret what she was about to do. She dropped her head down and Phil leaned in, kissing her forehead instead.

"Keel, what's the matter" Phil asked her, confused

"Phil…me…you…I can't do this" Phil Looked hurt,

"What do you mean, Keels" Keely turned her back to him, so he couldn't see her cry.

"Think about it Phil! If we became…something, then…I… I don't know how I'd live once you go"

"Keel, I'm not going anywhere"

"Yes you are! You're gonna go back to 2121 and forget all about me, I'll just be one of those People you met on holiday and never get back in contact with even though you promise you will…but, you'll stay in my memory till the day I die which could be soon after you leave"

"Keely" He took her hands once again , "You're the single most important person in my life, I could never forget you…but" Phil leant in and kissed her nose, his eyes widened when he realised this, he let go of her hands, suddenly becoming conscious of the awkward moment. Breaking away from his romantic spell, he quickly he changed the subject.

"Check this out, Keels." Phil pulled two small Bluetooth-like gadgets and the virtu-goggles, "It's like the virtu-goggles, but instead you see people in the past if you clip this to it…but it only goes by decade." Phil said this, implying, that when he unfortunately returned to the future, he couldn't see Keely. Keely lightened up and smiled.

"So…maybe, we could see about this person?" Keely pointed to the portrait.

"I guess so, let's try." The two put on the large red glasses and were in the entrance hall, yet it was done up very nicely.

"This is 100 years, back," he told her. People ran around, maids butlers, none of them taking any notice of the two of them.

"They can't see us, can they?"

"No," Phil replied, "If that happened, there would me no need for time machines" Just then, a man and a girl appeared. The girl looked the same age as Phil and Keely, but the man looked slightly older, like he was in his early twenties.

"Lydia" the man said to the girl, she turned around and smiled at him, "I have something to give you, for when you get your portrait done." He pulled a box from behind him and gave it to her. She opened it and squealed with glee as she pulled out the elegant white dress. She hugged the man and gave him a short kiss,

"Oh, Charles," she cried in admiration, "it's beautiful" He smiled back at her.

"The painter will be here soon, go get into it." She smiled and ran up the huge stairs.

"Another 10 years forward?" Phil asked Keely.

"Sureness," she replied, "Was that the same dress as mine?" Phil shrugged and he raised his hand to his ear. The house started to fade and the two appeared back in the attic.

"Are we back in 200-" Keely begun

"shh!" Phil told her, they could hear shouting. The girl, Lydia, appeared from one of the rooms and passed right by them, she was still wearing a dress, but she looked a mess. She was running, terrified, and furried shouting came from the place she'd come from. Lydia ran down the stairwell, and, soon after, a scary-looking Charles followed. Phil and Keely ran down as well. They ran down two sets of stairs until they found Charles prowling a corridor, a knife in his shaking hand.

"What do you think he's gonna do?" Keely asked Phil, in a scared tone.

"I…I really don't know" Charles had stopped outside a room, the door was slightly ajar. It creaked as he opened it. Phil and Keely ran into the room after him, and he found Lydia huddling in the corner of a small bedroom. She screamed as he found her, and picked her up by her shoulders.

"Please…no! Charles, I didn't do anything!" She sobbed, but he wouldn't listen. He held the knife to her throat, Phil and Keely shielded their eyes. Phil, eyes still closed, pulled the virtu-goggles off his face and disappeared before Keely. She felt the goggles be taken off her, and she found herself in the old attic.

XxX

Phil twitched in his bed; he was awoken by gentle sobbing. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw someone in a white dress, crying in the corner. Phil walked up to her, she had blonde hair in a messing bun and her hands were over face.

"K…Keely?" Phil asked. The girl turned her head and stared at him. Phil let out a loud scream. She had nothing to stare at him with, instead of eyes, she had two empty sockets.

There! Ahh! I have to go to the foot doctor soon :( I missed double P.E