Sorry, I've been MIA for the past… like, five days, but… it's not my fault. Really it's not... also, the lousy site was acting up on me, so that also delayed the release of this chapter. Murphy's Law runs my life.

She hoped she'd wake up in her own body… No such luck. She woke up to find she was still stuck in Keely's body, and sighed.

"Uh…" Bonnie muttered, sticking her head in the room, "…are we ever going to get to be in our own bodies again?"

"If there is a God in heaven," Keely muttered, looking at her in the mirror. The phone rang, and Keely picked it up. "Talk to me," she said.

"Keely, it's Phil. Listen, something awesome has happened."

"What is it?"

"I… just come over here." A dial tone sounded, and Keely shrugged.

"I guess I have to go over to Phil's," she muttered.

"Why?" Bonnie asked, suspiciously.

"He didn't say…" Without another word, Keely left the house.

"Oh… crap…" Bonnie muttered, and dashed out the back door, taking a shortcut to Phil's house.

Keely knocked on the Diffy's front door, and Phil answered it. "Keely! You're here…" He motioned for her to come in, and she walked past him…

Meanwhile, Bonnie emerged in the Diffy's back yard, and knocked on the back door. Barb opened it. "Hey, Bonnie," she greeted, "what brings you out here?"

"Is Phil here?" she puffed. "I need to talk to him."

"So what is this thing I needed to see?" Keely asked.

"Come on," Phil said, beckoning her into the dining room. Lloyd was hunched over something, and greeted Keely. She tried to see what he was working on, but couldn't quite tell what it was. Whatever it was, it was flashing.

"Uh, Mom?" Phil asked, "where did you put the… thing?" Phil asked, making a hand gesture.

"What are you working on, Mr. Diffy?" Keely asked. He was about to answer, when Barb told Phil that she put the thing he was asking for in his room. So Phil grabbed Keely's wrist, and pulled her upstairs after him.

"Okay," he said, picking an envelope off of his desk, "you're going to freak when you see this…" He took two slits of paper out of the envelope, and Keely took them in her hands.

"No… way…" Keely muttered.

"Backstage passes," Phil muttered, a smirk on his face.

"How did you get these?" Keely asked.

"Wasn't easy…" Phil muttered.

Keely couldn't believe it. Third row back, center section… backstage passes? It was a shame she almost definitely wouldn't be able to see it for herself… she'd probably be switched back by then, right?

"Next Friday, huh?" she asked.

"I knew you'd love it…"

"It's incredible… I mean, after we missed Festapalooza last year, I thought I was screwed, but… wow…" She remembered to say that she had missed Festapalooza, even though Bonnie had gone. Then again, how could she forget, after making fun of her for looking for a dog?

"You're amazing," Keely said, looking at Phil. "Simply amazing."

"Well, I try my best," he said, popping his collar.

Damn. Now Keely was in a fix… she knew she had to act like Keely… and Keely would kiss Phil if something like this happened… so, she screwed her courage to the sticking place, and kissed him right on the lips.

Ironically enough, that was when Bonnie entered the room. The two didn't seem to notice her, and Bonnie had to remind herself that Phil loved her so much that he was kissing another woman, and not that he was cheating on her.

"Oh," Phil muttered, awkwardly, when they separated. "Hey, Bonnie."

"What did you have to show her?" Bonnie asked, fervently.

Keely smiled, raising an eyebrow. "Festapalooza tickets," she muttered, holding them under Bonnie's nose.

Oh… well there went Bonnie's theory. She thought he was going to show her some new futuristic gadget… but that clearly wasn't the case.

"Oh," Bonnie muttered. "Never mind, then."

"Phil's so amazing," Keely purred, putting her arms around him. She figured that Bonnie wouldn't like her putting her arms around her boyfriend, and she was right. She saw Bonnie visibly affected by the action. So she pulled herself right up against him. "I don't know what I'd do without him," she added.

"Well that's… great," Bonnie muttered through clenched teeth, and left without another word.

"Your sister's really weird," Phil said, unaware that he was actually referring to his own girlfriend.

"Yeah, she really is…"

Yeah… again, sorry about the MIA thing, but… if you review, I'll know you don't hate me.