Listening to 'Midnight Confessions' by The GrassRoots… remember that song? Uh… oh, right.
AC- the title means "problems matter little to me if you love me"… so… yeah…
Anyway, as I said before, this story should knock your socks off… so whenever you read a chapter of this story, put some socks on, so that they can be knocked off.
"What was that earlier?" Tia asked Keely as they walked home together.
"What was what earlier?" Keely queried.
"With Phil… he called you princess…"
"He's called me that for a while… I think it's his thing now… maybe he's listening to too much TBS…"
"Maybe, but… I dunno. I guess…"
Keely sighed. "Just drop it…"
"I don't know, Keely… he might be making a move…"
"But didn't you tell him that Jake asked me out?"
"No, but you haven't accepted--"
"Yet… I still might… I just need time to mull it over…"
"Hey, man, I finally figured out your riddle…" Seth said to Phil.
Phil and Seth were always trying to stump each other… sort of a competition, one might say. Phil's riddle that he gave Seth was: "Think of words ending in 'gry'. Angry and hungry are two of them. There are only three words in 'the English language.' What is the third word? It's something everybody uses every day…"
"You think you got it, huh? Let's hear it…"
"It's 'language'… since that's the third word in the phrase 'the English language'…"
Phil nodded. "Good job, man… guess I didn't fool ya."
"Have you figured mine out?" Seth asked.
"Um… Let's see… he's all around, but when you say his name, he's gone…" Phil muttered, recalling the riddle. "Silence," he answered.
"One of these days, I'll get you, man…"
"I've got another one," Phil said. "Okay, so you're serving a ham dinner to Snow White's dwarves. They finish it and all want more. What do you give them now?"
Seth's expression remained blank. "I'll have to think about that one…"
"I thought so…" Phil returned to the paper on his clipboard.
"Hey, uh, what are you writing there?"
"Oh, nothing much…" Phil said, looking it over.
It actually was something much. It was a confessional note to Keely.
"If you were in my eyes for a day," the paper read, "you would see the beauty that, full of joy, I find in your eyes, not knowing if it's magic or reality. If you were in my heart for a day, you might have an idea of what I feel when you hold me strongly to you, and heart to heart, we breathe together. Protagonist of your love, I don't know if it's magic or reality. If you were in my soul for a day, you would know what I feel that enchants me at that instant, together with you. And what I sense is love… only love."
He frowned as he looked at his writing.
"Balderdash," he muttered, and prepared to chuck it out the window.
"Whoa, whoa… you're not going to use that?"
"No… you can, if you want."
"Sweet," Seth muttered, looking at the paper. "Thanks, man…"
"Sure…"
Phil stood up and got off the bus, and walked down the sidewalk. Oh, he knew he'd make his move soon, as the man on the sidewalk called for the key.
He just didn't realize he'd make it sooner than he'd expected.
He decided to go for a little drive that afternoon…
Alrighty, clearly, still just opening the thing up… I still think the band "Koz and Effect" is a good idea, too… But… yeah, just give me more feedback. That's always fun.