Hey everyone!!!! This chapter is dedicated to lucy76 () for guessing "Dream On" by Aerosmith!!!!
I hope you guys like this chapter, and I'll try to update again as soon as possible!
Disclaimer: I don't own Phil of the Future. (I wish I owned Raviv though…)
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Chapter 6: Dinner Surprises
"I don't want you hanging out with Phil." Mark said.
"Why?" Keely asked. She was backed up against the closed door, and Mark was walking closer to her.
"Because if you do, something bad will happen, I mean it." Mark said. He went to go sit down on the couch. Keely just stood by the door in shock. She didn't move a muscle.
When the shock wore off after a couple of seconds, Keely went over to the stairs, and walked up to her bedroom. She felt Mark's eyes on her the whole time as she went upstairs. When she got up to her room, she locked the door behind her. She didn't want Mark coming into her room.
It was only Saturday night, and the thought of spending tomorrow all locked up with Mark killed her. No Phil, just Mark.
That's when it hit her. Mark had threatened her. The thought of not being able to see or talk to Phil would eat her alive, it would drive her crazy.
Keely just went over to her bed and laid down. When she closed her eyes, hot tears fell down her face. She wiped them away with her hand and she tried to calm herself down. Keely looked at the clock, and it was only 9:15. Even though it was really early, Keely shut her eyes, and fell asleep. A familiar face filled her dreams…
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The Saturday night had been uneventful for Phil… so far. Pim hadn't blown anything up yet, so that was a pretty good sign. Phil fell asleep around 11 o'clock. He couldn't help but think of Keely. He loved her, and he couldn't deny it. Yes they were sixteen, (almost seventeen) but he knew he was in love. No one could tell him the opposite.
Phil tried to get the image of Mark and Keely out of his head, and he had woken up several times during the night because of weird dreams he was having. In one dream Keely was crying, and in one dream they were holding hands and lights were flashing in the background. The dreams weirded Phil out, but he tried to forget about them, they were just dreams, they weren't important…
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Keely woke up around 7 o'clock on Sunday morning. She got up, unlocked her door, and went downstairs to the kitchen. Her mom was making toast.
"Morning mom." Keely said.
"Good morning poptart." Mandy answered back. "I heard Mark stopped by last night."
"Yep." Keely said with little enthusiasm.
"Jake told me that Mark told him that you didn't sit with him after Phil left." Mandy added.
"I was tired mom." Keely lied.
"I was nine o'clock on a Saturday night." Mandy argued.
"School is tough mom, on the weekends, I like to sleep." Keely argued back.
"Well, so we could all spend some quality time together, Jake and I decided that the four of us should go out to eat tonight." Mandy suggested. "Also, Jake and I have a surprise for you and Mark."
"Great." Keely said with as much enthusiasm as she could muster. "What time?"
"We figured around five since it's a Sunday night." Mandy said.
"Ok." Keely said leaving the kitchen.
"Do you want some toast?" Mandy asked.
"No, I'm not hungry." Keely said back to her mom. Keely ran back upstairs to her room. She didn't want to have to see Mark at dinner. He scared her so much. She just wished that her mom would leave Jake, and move on.
"But that's so selfish." Keely thought aloud. "She's finally happy, and you want to ruin it?"
Keely went over to her computer, and signed on to AIM. No one was on, except for Mark.
"Great." Keely said as she saw Mark's screen name pop up in her buddy list. The second she signed on, Mark IM'ed her.
FootballPlayr- hey
FutureGirl- hi.
FootballPlayr- you excited about tonight?
FutureGirl- yep.
FootballPlayr- good. Have you spoken to Phil?
FutureGirl- no.
FootballPlayr- good, because remember what I said.
FutureGirl- I know.
FootballPlayr- ok, see you tonight.
FutureGirl- bye.
FootballPlayr- bye.
Keely signed off AIM, and broke down into tears. She couldn't live without seeing Phil. She just realized that Mark was really serious about the whole thing. Keely then realized that he was really dangerous, and that she was going to have to watch out for him.
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At around 3:30, Keely took a shower, got dressed, did her makeup, and did her hair. By the time she was done, it was a quarter to five. Mark and Jake were going to be there in five more minutes.
She was wearing a black and pink stripped shirt, and jeans. She was wearing her matching black and pink converse as well. Her hair was straightened, and in a headband.
When she walked down the stairs, all she could think about was Phil. Phil had called her five times that day, and she wasn't allowed to pick up her phone. "He must be worried sick." Keely thought.
The doorbell rang, which signaled the arrival of Jake and Mark. Mandy opened the door, and kissed her boyfriend. Keely cringed at the sight of this, but immediately forgot about it when she saw Mark staring at her. Keely walked over to him and said hi. She was trying to be as polite as possible, so maybe he would forget about the whole Phil thing.
Jake drove the four of them to the restaurant. It was a fancy restaurant in the "Pickford Swank District," and Keely could tell by the looks of it that it was expensive.
When the hostess showed the four of them to their seats, waiters immediately put glasses of water and a basked of warm bread on the table.
"So mom, what's the big news?" Keely asked.
"We were going to tell you guys when our meals came, but we'll just tell you now." Jake said.
"Jake and Mark are moving in." Mandy said with a huge smile on her face.
"WHAT?" Keely asked.
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I know this wasn't my best work, but I hope it was presentable. I left you guys with a cliffhanger so, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!! I want to break at least fifty before I post the next chapter. I have the whole story pretty much outlined, so it shouldn't take me that long to write. Again, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
The lyrics are:
"He said you're amazing, she said then why you waiting?"
