"El Tango de Roxanne" from the Moulin Rouge soundtrack is playing… well… not anymore… guess I should start writing… I need something to pump me up…
Ah… Europe's "The Final Countdown." This should get me going.
Keely's eyes widened as she realized that she wasn't in Jake's car at all. She looked over at Phil, who was smirking, satisfied with himself. "First you fall on me from the ladder," he said, "then we run into each other at Adam's house, and now you just hop into my car!"
Keely smiled. "Yeah… how about that?"
"If I didn't know better, Keely, I'd swear you're trying to tell me something…"
Keely smirked but remained silent. Then her expression grew worried. "Do you think you're going fast enough, Phil?"
"My dad said he fixed the brakes on this thing…"
"Your dad?" Keely shrieked. "Your dad? He doesn't know the brakes from the tires!"
"I should've realized that, too…" Phil muttered, as the car began to slow down. Phil pulled up to the curb as the car idled to a stop, as he didn't much want to become a traffic hazard.
As he didn't have an umbrella in the car, he offered Keely his jacket to protect her from the rain. Typical Phil, he thought. The one day it rains, and I don't have an umbrella…
"So," he said, "what were you talking to Jake about?"
"He was offering to drive me home… I was going to…"
"He's the one that asked you out?"
"Yeah… I was going to accept… I kinda like him…"
"Well you must not like him that much- you got into my car…" Keely smirked. "So… what does that mean? You like me?"
"Phil… I highly doubt you're the one with the key to my heart…"
Phil studied the cement, then perked up, smiling at Keely. She asked what was so funny, but he said nothing.
"Phil! This is so not funny!" she warned.
"Maybe I'll just have to ask for some help, then," Phil said, putting a finger to her lips. Then turning his head to the sky, he shouted, "Mary! Give me the key!" Keely's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as a key fell from the sky and into Phil's hands. "Key to your heart?" he asked, holding up the metal.
Keely looked at Phil, who was just smiling at her. He turned and started moseying down the sidewalk. Keely looked up at the sky, and then went to follow Phil.
"Phil," she whispered. "I… you… did…"
Phil shushed her. "Yes, Keely," he answered. Boy, did he know her well…
"But… I'm usually so good at seeing that…" she muttered.
"We all overlook things…" Phil replied.
"But… when will it happen?" Keely asked.
Phil sighed, looking around. Getting an idea, he again turned his head skyward. "Mary, send someone to tell us how long we must wait!" he shouted.
Seth was walking down the street, when he saw Phil standing in the distance. Remembering that he had figured out the answer to the question Phil had asked him on the bus, he made his way towards him.
"Seven seconds," Seth said, when he reached Phil, and Keely's jaw dropped.
Phil turned to Keely again, smiling, as Seth walked away. "There you have it, Princess," he said.
Keely was speechless. She tried to say something several times, but each time, nothing came out of her mouth, and she dropped her eyes. Until she realized that she had to get home.
"I have to go… but I don't want to take your jacket… you'll freeze…"
"I'm not worried about the jacket," Phil muttered. "But… my hat…" he trailed off, dropping his hands by his sides, looking at the brim.
"Maybe I can give this a try…" she muttered, and looked skyward. "Mary, send someone to give Phil a dry hat!"
Coincidentally enough, Adam happened to be walking by the two, covered by an umbrella. When he saw his hat resting upon Phil's head, he came up behind Phil, took the gray hat, and placed the black one on Phil's head.
Keely looked up, and then at Phil, who was now grinning profusely.
"Thanks, Keely," he said, winking.
Keely smiled, and then began to walk home. Phil watched her until she turned the corner, and was out of sight.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Ah… don't you love it when everything comes crashing into one spot? I do… Ah… Aly & AJ's "Never Far Behind…
Hahah… just got a great idea to end this story with.