Sorry about the update. I have work, school, and the stuff like applying to college...blah blah. I'm still working at this story and my other one, so plz enjoy.

How She had Felt

The school had ended a while ago when she had came out of the school. She was done with her test, but she could not think when she had take it. She had never suspected how he had felt, but ever since three hours ago, she had known. The boy that was only a friend in her eyes, and she was a site of beauty in his. She didn't know how to act when she is going to be around with Phil tomorrow.

She had arrived home few minutes later. In her head, thoughts were all jumbled in her head. She ran upstairs in her room and tried to do her homework to pass the time. But it was useless, she couldn't concentrate at all. She had just laid there on her head and thought of the poem he had wrote to her. "Love" was too unexpected, and she didn't know how to feel about it. She had not thought of the same way. Minutes of thinking had lead to several hours. She was still on her bed. No matter how muchshe had thought of it, it was still a shock to her.

"It can't happen..." she said.

Then a knock had came from the other side of her bedroom door. She didn't know who it was, maybe it was her mother, she thought. She stood up and walked to her door. There she had slowly opened the door, to find him at the other side of the door.

"Phil?" she had said with hesitant in her voice. "What are you doing here?" Her face was puzzled and he had stood there with relief in his face, as if she had been lost and had returned.

"I came over here to check on you. What happened? I thought you gonna call up so we could hang out together." He had said to her. She had looked down and he stood there in the hallway still. He had thought that she had forgotten, so he had continued. "It's okay Keely, we could go hang at the mall tomorrow, instead. There's also a new CD signing of Lady X, I thought it might be a good idea that we would go there, if you want-"

He had stopped when she looked up at him. She had looked with a disappointment and difficult face. He stared at her, and had realized what it could had been. 'She found and read it, didn't she?' He had waited there for a response from her. But it had took too long in his eyes. He had nothing to say, but "Is there something wrong?"

She had opened her mouth and he, himself, was scared from what she had said.

"Phil, is this your's" She grabbed out a piece of paper. The same piece of paper that he had wrote on. He stared at it and nodded. She looked away for a second, sighed, and looked at him again.

"Phil," she said and stared at his eyes. She leaned over and pecked him on the cheeks. He had looked surprised, but then he had looked at her face and realized that the thoughts in his head died. Her face looked reprehensible, and it had said all that he had need to know. "That was sweet what you had done, but Phil..."

She paused when she saw that his head had faced down. "...Phil, I'm sorry. I don't think of you that way; I had thought of you as more of friend, other than anything of love."

He had tried to hold the waters of emotions in his eyes, but it was too hard. He had mumbled, "It's okay, Keels." He took a long deep breath of hot air and had wiped some leaked tears in his eyes and looked up at her, and smiled. He tried to pull his signature smile, but it was futile. The hurt in his eyes had greatly changed the sweetness in his smile; the pain could be easily detected. She had tried to comfort him, but she had felt awkward.

"Phil, I care about you and I willstill be your friend, remember that. I hope that we can still be best friends, even by through this." She had said, feeling bad for him.

"Yeah, Keely. We're still friends." He had said again with the fake, hurt smile. She had sensed his pain and had tried to change the subject, overriding the current situation.

"So...we can go to the CD signing, if you want." She had said. She had looked at him for an answer. But he looked unfocused, until he had nodded to her. They had stood there, at the doorway in the hall. Both of them didn't know what to do, at that point. The feeling of unease had been cast. Silence had became common now. He had looked down.

"Um, Keels. I'm heading home now. If they is anything that you want, I leave now." He had said with such sadness and pity. She had her eyes away from him, and shook her head left and right slowly. He had turned around and hastily walked away, while she had looked at him once more. Then he had went downstairs then out of the door. She had still stood at the door. And thought to herself of the pain she must had inflicted on him. She didn't really want to cause it, but he had planted the note. Thus, he must had wanted a sign of acknowledgment from her.

"I'm sorry, Phil. But, I don't feel the same way, as you do..."


I hoped you guys like this story, if not, then i wont update this as much then...plz comment me, how u think of this so far. NuNu.