wow! i'm absolutely AMAZED, really! in one day i wasnt even expecting reviews, but i actually got quite a few! its such an inspiration! thank you so much, you guys!

anyways, im so totally sorry about updating so late! i went on an offisland trip to honolulu and kauai for a week, so i couldnt get on a computer! but i brought along a tablet so i could brainstorm on there, but then i had to come home and type it all up, too. so ya. ill try to update faster for you guys. bummer is that i have two book reports to do and school starts up in three weeks! ill get my laptop soon, though, so ill try to do this as much as possible.

oh yes, and to answer Chocolate - 4 - brains's comment...im sorry about the age thing. i always thought that Keely would be fifteen in the show cause she's in ninth grade, but i did calculations and realized that she probably really isnt sixteen yet. again, sorry about that! ill try to remember to fix it!

Disclaimer: YES! I OWN THEM! I OWN THEM ALL! wakes up from dream aw, dammit...never mind...

If Only You Knew

Chapter Two: Nightmares

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She was at a class party, though for what, she had no idea. But as lights dimmed and music started softly playing, the thought was forgotten. Arms encircled her waist, pulling her flush against someone behind her, and with a startled gasp she turned to see who the person was. Although she visibly relaxed, her voice still held confusion and her cheeks were slightly flushed in embarassment as she asked, "Phil? What're you doing?"

The boy didn't answer, and she noticed something different about him. His eyes...they held...infatuation? Love? Whatever it was, it was causing her to lose her mind, to forget about everything but him.

'No...this isn't like him...it's wrong...I can't...I...'

It was too late. Her last attempt in gaining control faded, and she lost herself in his arms as they swayed to the music. Everyone else was forgotten and became a blur. She was truly content, being with the one she loved, and yet there was something nagging at the very back of her mind. She gazed into his eyes with slight bewilderment as the nagging became louder, more clear...but he started to loom closer, his face merely inches away from her own...

'He's...he's going to kiss me...' she thought, as a little piece of her scrambled mind found its way back. The nagging became clear, she could hear it now:

"It's not real..."

She didn't care anymore. She wanted this more than anything. As the nagging disappeared and her thoughts melted away, she closed her eyes, waiting, as his face loomed even closer.

But the kiss didn't come.

"Get off her, Diffy, she's mine!"

She yelped as she was yanked away and held firmly against someone else, watching with a mixture of shock and fear as her best friend went rigid. His gaze turned hard. "Let her go, Tanner." he demanded coldly, and she gasped, trying to squirm away from the boy behind her.

Tanner laughed, sneering. "Give it up, Diffy, Keely's way too good for you."

She watched on as the boy across from her, as quick as lightning, pulled out a gadget as if from nowhere. "Oh?" he replied, an evil glint in his eyes. "And what makes you think you're any better for her?"

He aimed the gadget above her head, at the boy still holding her tightly, ready to fire at any moment. "Believe me, after this, she won't even want to look at you."

It was then that her mind clicked back into place. "No!" she screamed. "Phil, don't!"

It was too late.

The New Ager's beam hit Tanner instantly as the bright, luminescent light engulfed them both. The grip on her finally loosened, and she ripped herself away as the light started to fade, backing up in horror.

In Tanner's place stood a frail, wrinkled man, slightly hunched and staring at her with sullen eyes. He looked around his nineties, maybe even older. She forced herself to look away, but to her dismay it was only getting worse.

There was a deathly silence as she gazed around the room with dread. The music had stopped. Her classmates were gawking at the site before them, shock, surprise, amazement, and even terror sketched on their faces. She slowly turned to face the boy behind her...the boy she fell in love with, her best friend from the future. She stared at him in disbelief, trying to calculate the unreadable expression on his face.

Suddenly a voice boomed, "We're moving, Phil. We have to leave this town. NOW."

She spun around and faced the open doorway, where three familiar people stood side by side. Pim was on the left, seemingly bored but enjoying the scene before her nonetheless. On the right was Barbara, horror etched in her features as she gazed into the room silently. And in the middle, looking as if he wanted to explode on the spot, stood Lloyd Diffy, shaking with fury as he glared daggers at his only son.

She turned to face him again, losing all feeling in her legs as she did so. "No...no...you can't..." she whispered, eyes pleading. "Phil..."

He lowered his head, avoiding eye contact with her as he stared at his feet. "I'm so sorry, Keel..." he said quietly, slouching in defeat.

Her eyes were burning; she could feel tears welling up as a lump formed in her throat. "No..."

"Goodbye, Keely."

"NO!" she screamed, as an unbearably bright light erupted all around her. "PHIL!" she shielded her eyes against the blinding light with one hand while her other one flailed around desperately, feeling for any trace of her beloved friend. The light finally started to fade, and when everything came back into focus the Diffy family was gone.

It seemed like everyone else had forgotten about what had just happened. Memories of the Diffy's were literally erased from their minds; it was as if the family from the future had never existed. Confused teens stood around aimlessly, wondering what they were just doing, and before long the music had started up again and everything had gone back to normal. Even Tanner, who had converted back into his teenage self once again, was trying to impress a few ladies on the dance floor, unaware of what had just happened to him just moments earlier.

She stood alone, off to the side, as silent sobs wracked her body, her tears already falling. She still remembered him, but he was gone. She would never see him again, and she didn't even say goodbye. She couldn't stand it. Her legs finally gave out and she collapsed on the spot, bowing her head. He was gone...

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Keely woke up with a start, sitting up straight and breathing hard. When she looked around, though, she was hit with realization.

'A...dream. It was only a dream. Thank God.'

She blushed furiously, remembering how she had melted in Phil's arms and even almost kissed him, and she put a shaky hand to her head, laughing shortly.

'Sure as hell FELT real.'

Trying not to think about it (but of course, failing miserably), Keely fell back onto her pillow, willing herself to fall back asleep.

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"Dammit, Pim, quit hogging the bathroom, it's the third time THIS WEEK!" A very grumpy Phil roared, slumping against the bathroom door while trying to stay awake.

"SHUT YOUR PIEHOLE, I'M ALMOST DONE!" Pim yelled on the other side of the door, enjoying the torturing of her older brother once again. Still brushing her blonde hair as slowly as she possibly could, she suddenly yanked the door open and watched with glee as Phil crashed to the ground, looking dazed. Grabbing a can of Lysol, Pim walked past his body, spraying him as she went. "Lavender fresh and ready to go! Aren't I just the best sister ever?" She sighed dramatically, then dropped the can and closed the door, cackling evilly.

Phil groaned, slowly getting up off the bathroom floor. "I hate mornings," he muttered, scowling.

He stopped and sniffed himself, scowling even more.

"Scratch that. I hate Pim."

He'd find a way to get his little sister back later, making it a mental note as he got ready for another day of school. Still faintly smelling like lavenders, Phil snatched Keely's jacket on the way out the door and shot an innocent-looking Pim a dirty glance.

It was cold outside, for some odd reason, especially since it was nearing summertime. Phil shivered, holding Keely's jacket closer to his body as he slowly walked to school. He stopped, contemplating for the moment, as he stared at Keely's jacket. Sure, he could zap himself a jacket with one of the gadgets in his backpack...but wasn't it easier to just use what you already have? He knew he shouldn't, but he did anyway. Wrapping Keely's jacket around his shoulders, Phil quickly hurried to school with a goofy grin plastered on his face...one he just couldn't seem to wipe off.

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A/N: okay, i know i cut the second half of the chapter short, but i have a major writer's block and i can't seem to think of anything else to type at the moment. the other thing is that i cant seem to think from a boy's perspective much, so its a little harder for me to write in Phil's point of view. i do have a few ideas for some other upcoming chappies, though, so dont worry! anyways, thanks you guys! please dont forget to review!