I SO can't be bothered to write. I really want to write a later chapter, but that's like chapter 8 or 9. So I'll write this one. Ahh! My mum just told me that I'm only allowed n the computer an hour a day :(

Phil arrived in a time that looked oddly familiar…but how? The house designs, the smooth tarmac…what was the word, ah yes, roads. He looked down at his device. Right now Brandon would be driving; Phil knew exactly what to do. He would stake out at the house, shoot him, leave some hair or blood or something of some over unsuspecting person and plant it. He looked up, it was getting dark. Forming a skyak when he suspected no one was looking, he headed over to somewhere near Brandon's house. He didn't realise he was flying low enough to be stopped by a certain person. When the skyak landed, He realised he was in an alley towards the side of a bar. Placing the orb in his pocket, he casually mixed in with the crowd of people hanging around outside and reached up and pulled a hair from the head of a dirty blonde boy, about his age. Phil placed the hair on his device and it formed into it, like a safe-keeping place. He then made his way towards the house, where Brandon would soon meet his fate.

x

Keely drove carefully back and parked outside her house.

"Well, you have your test on Wednesday; I'll think you'll do perfect" he grinned at her, and Keely smiled feebly back. If she passed, then there would be no more Brandon. Nodding at him, she turned to open the door, but stopped herself. Letting go of the handle, she sat nervously back in her seat.

"Erm…Brandon" she started saying apprehensively, "I…you…we…you see that…" but before she could mutter anymore illegible words, Brandon leant over and kissed her. First she was shocked as she thought Brandon didn't feel the same way as her, but she fell into the kiss. Wrapping her arms around her neck, she pulled him in deeper; it was her first kiss since Phil…After realising that her mother was most likely watching the car and wondering what was taking her daughter so long, Keely pulled away nervously. A huge grin enveloped her face as she opened the door.

"See ya!" she said perkily as she skipped towards her door, glowing. She heard Brandon put his foot on the pedal and drive away.

x

After what seemed like forever to Phil, who was hiding in Brandon bathroom, he heard a car pull up outside. His hand closed around the ray gun in his hand. He heard the key turn in the door and someone kick off their shoes. The light came on in the hallway and the person headed towards the bathroom, completely unaware of the danger he was about to face. Opening the door, Brandon came face to the barrel of a gun. It was the last thing he saw as he fell towards floor, hitting his head on the bath in the process. His last thought was that the bastard who shot him had just ruined the greatest day he'd ever had. Phil placed the hair samples of that blonde boy on the floor and kicked the body. Yep, he was dead. Just for fun, Phil thought, he would check out what would have happened to this guy.

"Hmm…pretty wife," he thought, "well, I guess Keely Teslow would have to find someone else to warm her bed at night"

There, chapter done. Sorry that it was really short. Wanna see what the alternate titles for this story were:

"Give me a Long Kiss goodnight and everything will be Alright"

"Tears down your face, leaving traces of my mistakes"
"It's been so long now you've forgotten how to smile"
"As my memory rest but never forgets what I lost"
"Another head aches, another Heart Breaks"

Tell me which one you like the best (I'm not gonna change it, just curious)

Review or whatever