Wow. Many reviews I have received. Ten reviews for one chapter. I'm impressed with that, I must say. Now let's see if we can keep those kind of numbers up, eh? Okay, shutting up now.

Ashley and Bonnie came down the stairs, and were astonished to find that the coffee table that had been broken earlier was in pristine condition.

"How did you… fix this?" Bonnie asked, looking at the table.

"Because I'm that good," Phil replied, giving Keely a little wink. Keely smiled back.

Bonnie rolled her eyes. "I can't stand you two… I really can't, you know?"

"Yes, it does get rather unbearable at times," Ashley muttered.

"What?" Keely asked, as Phil went into the kitchen to get water.

"I can't stand you two," Bonnie repeated. "All the loving and the hugging and the smiling and the secrecy and the--"

"What are you talking about?"

"You and Phil! I can't stand it!"

"I don't know, Bonnie, but it sounds like you're a little… jealous?"

"What? No… well, yeah, but not of you… well, yeah, of you, but it's not like you think."

"What is it then?"

"I'm… it's just that your life is… awesome. You have a boyfriend that you can actually trust, you're in all these clubs… well, basically, your life is perfect."

"Perfect, my ass!" Keely retorted. "How do you figure your life is any different than mine?"

"The boyfriend, for one…"

"I… well, that's right, but… it's not like there's a world of difference. Besides, doing all the stuff I do is hard work… you don't have to do that."

"What?" Bonnie shouted, leaning forward, and placing her hands on the bowl. "Are you implying I don't have to work? Because my life is plenty hard! I'd like to see you try to live my life!"

"That's not what I said," Keely countered. "But if you think my life is any easier than yours, you're wrong," she added, also placing her hands on the wishing bowl, so her face was about two inches from Bonnie's.

Just then, the lights started to flash in the room. Keely and Bonnie looked wildly around in terror, thinking that their mom's ancient spiritual crap was actually doing something. However, Ashley merely crossed the room, and slapped Phil on the back of the head, to get him to stop playing with the light dimmer. "Killjoy," Phil muttered.

"Uh, Phil," Pim said, who apparently had entered during Keely and Bonnie's discussion, "dinner's ready."

"Alright. I'll be right over."

"Good," Pim said, giving a last mischievous glance towards the two blond girls in the room, and then dashing off.

"Listen, I'll see you tomorrow at school, alright?"

"Yeah," Keely nodded. Phil ran out of the house without another word.

Okay… from here on out, it'll probably start to get confusing… but, uh, still… it'd be a good idea to review.