Angel We Have Heard On High 1x07 -:- The Third Brother

Author:	Philip Wester, Email #1, Email #2
Story Title:	Angel We Have Heard On High
Category:	High School
Date Of Posting:	2002-07-19
Author's Other Stories:	Angel The New Slayer (temporarily discontinued)

DISCLAIMER: I own all of the rights to this story. Characters, plot, background story, cook books for Italian Chinese pasta recipes, etc., are all trademarks owned by me. Use any of these or anything else in the story without my conscent and you will pay. Ok, so you won't, but I will glare at the screen of my computer if I ever find out about it! However, if you contact me and give me the url of the homepage that you're gonna post my story on, I will say "yes" right away.

Also, don't you dare complain about my English! I'm only 17 (since April) and English isn't even my primary language. Besides, I type fast and when you do that, you tend to mispell.

          NOTE: OK, now this sucks. I had been mailing in chapters 3-6 on a regular basis when I actually checked my storage folder last week to find that no chapter past Angel We Have Heard On High 2 had been posted! So I had to repost them all again. And then again. And then AGAIn. THEN they were finally posted. :( Well, hope you enjoyed all 4 of the new chapters. :P Also, after going through the NAP* series, I found several clashes with AWHHOH. This is why I hate having to post stories chapter by chapter. Anyways, so, I'm gonna revise the ENTIRE NAP*-series (all 3 of them) and make one final version that doesn't clash with AWHHOH. For instance, I wrote that Angel and Neo were still friends far into season 1 and that Philip and Kevin met in mid spring. I forgot that when I made Kevin Angel's roommate. In my main story, The Atrocious Angel, Angel and Kevin never actually meet :P. Of course, just to force you all you reread the NAP*-series, I will actually ADD stuff that was never there before.

      NOTE #2: From this point, there are going to be major clashes between Angel We Have Heard On High and Not A Perfect love. Like, for example, I just remembered that I originally made Robin Angel's brother. But then when I was creating a neighborhood in "The Sims" with characters from The Atrocious Angel/Not A Perfect Love, I accidentally made Derek Angel's brother and then saw that that was better. As I've mentioned, I'm revising NAPL, NAPSummer and NAPSophomore right now. The changes made in AWHHOH will be added to them, of course.

      NOTE #3: There seem to be problem with my two email addresses. FallenAngelII@hotmail.com can't recieve emails from certain web portals such as hotmail itself. The_atrocious_angel@hotmail.com has quit working. If you have emailed me and not recieved an answer or gotten your email returned, please use my new email: Philip_Wester@hotmail.com. It's going to be my new primary email box.

2nd DISCLAIMER: I forgot the legal issues. Everything in this story is fiction. Only the info about myself, my personality, attributes and possible friends that might pop up here and there are based on actual facts. Of course, these can and will be exaggerated and/or altered. For example, I do not pinch my best friend's ass all of the time since she's a girl. Quite the contrary, she pinches mine! (She knows I'm gay)

Where was I? My stories are fiction. Oh, yes, any resemblance to anyone, dead or alive, is merely coincidence. I don't even know people with the names of half of the characters in my stories. And almost none of what happens in my stories have actually happened to me in real life. As far as I know, there is no place called "Hereditary", nor is there any place known as "Hereditary High", "Hereditary General Hospital", etc. Not in New York nor anywhere else. But, I could be wrong. Maybe in Wales or Swaziland. Who knows?

And ouh! The songs that I use in my stories, songs written and performed by others, are used without conscent from the copyright owners. Also, I get the lyrics by listening to the songs and writing the lyrics down. So, some lines might be misread/miswritten. Sorry. And sue me and you won't get a red cent 'cause I have none! Okay, a few, but not many.

Les Francaises sont très etrange. Je veux les frapper avec des carrots! And remember: Bunnies aren't just cute like everyone supposes! They've got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses. And what's with all the carrots? Why do they need such good eyesight for, anyway? Bunnies, bunnies, bunnies are evil! And so are midgets!

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We Have Heard On High

Angel We Have Heard On High 1x07
--{: The Third Brother :}--

*Angel running away*
*Angel sobbing against Derek's shoulder*
Angel: He touched me. He made me jack him off and then forced my head downwards, towards it...

Angel: Previously on "Angel We Have Heard On High"...

      *Angel testifying*
      *Derek testifying*
Angel: I'm adopted?
      *Angel reading the adoption papers*
Derek: You're serious?
      *Philip, Derek and Angel having lunch*
Angel: Yeah, I found the papers. We'll find out if we go to social services.
Mrs. Livingstone: Your mother, Ashley Radcliffe, born Williams married at the age of 18.
      *Philip and Julia out in the snow*
Mrs. Livingstone: When you were only 2 and 1 years old, her husband, Daniel Radcliffe, died because of brain cancer. Your mother had no choice but to give you up. You see, she had a third child, Damien.
      *Derek and Angel talking to Mrs. Livingstone*
Angel: Do you have our mother's current address?
Mrs. Livingstone: Los Angeles.
      *Derek and Angel flying to Los Angeles*
      *Angel pushing the doorbell of Damien's house*
Damien: Hi.
Angel: Damien?!
      *The three brothers in the living room*
Derek: We're your brothers.
Damien: Derek and Angel? She told me so much about you.
Derek: So where is mother?
      *The three brothers crying together*
Damien: She died. Leukemia. Mom had no living relatives that they could find. I was shuffled back and forth between foster families. I ran away recently and have been hiding in here since. I'm afraid of that they'll find me soon and take me away.
Angel: You don't have to worry about that. You can come and live with us.
      *Angel smiling at Damien*
Damien: Really?
Derek: Really.
      *Derek smiling at Damien*
      *The three brothers hugging*

      "Nervous?" Angel asked Damien as the two were taping balloons onto the ceiling of their shared dorm room wall.
      "Tonight's the big party where I'm gonna get to meet all of your friends for the first time," Damien chuckled. "I'm gonna leave an impression that can either make them hate me or love me. Nervous? Nah!"
      "Hey, don't be sarcastic to me," Angel said and frowned at Damien. "I'm the sarcastic brother! Derek's the bookworm and you're the... what are you?"
      "A mix between the two of you?" Damien suggested.
      "Hm... that could work," Angel said and looked thoughtful for a minute. "But only if you side with me every time Derek and I get to blows."
      "Sure." Damien chuckled.
      The two continued decorating the room until it was filled and covered with decorations and then started preparing a snacks table in the middle of the room. The three beds had been moved into a corner where people could lie down and relax.
      "And these friends of yours, they're all cool, right?" Damien asked Angel. "I mean no heavy drinking, drug abuse, violent behavior or the likes, right?"
      "Nope," Angel chuckled. "Not that I know of."
      "I'll take your word for it," Damien said. "But if tonight ends in disaster, I'm gonna spank you so hard, you won't know what hit you!"
      "I'm shaking in my stylish, yet affordable boots." Angel said sarcastically and received a glare from Damien.
      "Oh, we really are brothers," Damien groaned. "One week of knowing each other and we're already insulting each other and jumping each other's throats."
      "Yeah," Angel sighed. "Isn't it great?"
      "Yep!" Damien said and gave Angel a quick hug. "Love ya', bro.

(Opening Theme plays)

Madonna - Like A Prayer

"Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone,
I hear you call my name and it feels like home,"

"When you call my name, it's like a little prayer,
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there,
In the midnight hour, I can feel your power,
Just like a prayer, you know I'll take you there,"

"I hear your voice, it's like an Angel sighing,
I have no choice, I hear your voice,"
Chorus:"Feels like flying,"
"I close my eyes, oh God, I think I'm falling,
Out of the sky, I close my eyes,"
Chorus:"Heaven help me,"

"When you call my name, it's like a little prayer,
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there,
In the midnight hour, I can feel your power,
Just like a prayer, you know I'll take you there,"

REGULARS

Starring the wild and crazy:	David Andromeda
With his trusted sidekick:	Derek Andromeda
Let's not forget:	Damien Williams
And the irreplaceable:	Philip Wester
With the kindhearted:	Robin Masters
And the blonde (my ass!):	Julia Hurl

CREATED BY
Philip Wester

(End of theme)

SPECIAL GUEST STARS
Kevin Brannigan
Brian Saunders

Written and directed by Philip Wester.

      "Wow," Philip said. "Life really can be a bitch."
                  "Waiting room as the music starts,"
      The party was on full time and everyone there was having a blast. The three Andromeda Brothers were all there. They had invited Robin, Philip, Kevin and Julia. Philip had brought Brian along. The music was pumping and the snack bar was virtually empty due to Philip having skipped lunch.
      "Yeah," Damien sighed. "My aunt died and left us her house. So we moved in. Then, one week month, mom died."
                  "Strangers making the most of the dark,"
      "Wow," Julia said in awe. "And you're holding up so great."
      It was then that Philip left Damien and Julia to join Derek and Angel, who were talking to Kevin.
      "So, Kevin, how is it to be living with two brothers?" Philip asked Kevin and joined the three on Kevin's bed.
                  "Two by two their bodies become one,"
      "Pretty good," Kevin chuckled. "Although they argue a lot."
      "I do not argue a lot!" Angel exclaimed. "I am not an arguer. Are you calling me an arguer? How dare you!"
      "Down, Angel." Derek said and Angel quickly calmed down.
                  "I see you through the smoky air,"
      "Sorry." he apologized.
      "So, how are things going for you?" Derek asked Philip. "I heard that you found yourself someone."
                  "Can't you feel the way of my stare,"
      "Just some guy I met by chance," Philip told the others. "Well, we actually have English class together. He asked me what the homework was and that broke the ice. Then, when we were sitting on the roof of the science lab, me, Julia and him, he kissed me."
      "Give us a name already!" Angel demanded.
      "Victor," Philip chuckled. "He's tall, dark and pretty handsome. If he'd get a new haircut that is."
                  "It's so close, but still a world away,"
      "Well, when you become boyfriends, you can force him to cut his hair." Derek giggled.
      "Let's not get too hasty here." Philip said. "I barely know the guy."
                  "What I'm dying to say is that I'm crazy for you,"
      "Philip and Victor sitting in a tree," Angel giggled. "K I S S I N G."
      "Pow!" Philip shouted and smacked Angel in the face with a pillow.
                  "Touch me once and you'll know it's true,"
      It bounced off Angel and then hit Kevin in his face.
      "Hey!" Kevin exclaimed. "Civil casualties! Civil casualties!"
                  "I never wanted anyone like this,"
      "So, when are you gonna go out on a date?" Derek asked Philip. "You and this Kevin-chap."
      "Tomorrow," Philip said. "I can't believe it. My first date."
                  "It's so brand new,"
      "I can't believe it's your first date." Angel chuckled.
      "Oh, yeah?" Philip said and leered at Angel. "How many have you had then, Mr. Experience?"
      "Well..." Angel said nervously. "Five."
                  "You feel it in my kiss,"
      "Slut!" Philip cried and Kevin and Derek both had to muffle back giggles.
      "Oh, speaking of nothing," Angel said. "Could you help me with my math homework? There's an equation that I keep making mistakes on no matter what I do."
                  "I'm crazy for you/Crazy for you,"
      "What do I look like, a human calculator?" Philip asked Angel sarcastically.
      "What's the square-root of 625?" Derek asked Philip.
      "25." Philip answered after only 1.42 seconds.
      "I rest my case." Derek chuckled.
      "Oh, alright then," Philip said and rolled his eyes. "Where is this forcocktomanian equation?"
                  "Trying hard to control my heart,"
      "Follow me." Angel said and lead Philip over to his desk.
      "Ok," Philip mumbled as he looked the open math book on the table over. "X equals 3 sub 2 minus Y sub 5..."
                  "I walk over to where you are,"
      "Julia?" Brian asked Julia.
      "Yah?" Julia wondered.
      "Could you come with me outside?" Brian asked Julia. "There's something important that I want to talk to you about.
                  "Eye to eye, we need no words at all,"
      "Alright." Julia said and the two stepped out of the dorm room and closed the door
      "So, what did you want to speak to me about?" Julia then asked Brian.
      "Well, lately, I've been feeling a bit uncomfortable with Philip." Brian said quietly, not making eye contact with Julia.
      "Oh, great," Julia groaned. "Now you're going to move out and leave him heartbroken, aren't you?"
      "No, no, not at all!" Brian said. "I feel uncomfortable in a good way... kinda. You see, I feel attracted to him."
      "Oh my God!" Julia exclaimed loudly and Brian rolled his eyes.
      "Do you always have to be so loud?" he groaned.
      "Sorry." she apologized.
      "Anyways," Brian continued. "I was thinking. Spring Break is in a month. Why don't we go somewhere, like Fort Lauderdale? I'll tell him there. I want it to be a complete surprise. Pretend like it's your idea and then suggest that I go along in the last minute."
      "Oh, how romantic!" Julia sighed. "Hey, if you two get married, I've got dibs on being maid of honor!"
      "Of course." Brian said and smiled.

      There was a sudden knock on Kevin's, Damien's and Angel's dorm room. With the time being in the middle of the night, Damien was very sleepy as he lazily walked over to the door and opened it. He was greeted by the sight of a crying Philip.

      "Oh my God!" he exclaimed and hurriedly rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "What happened?"
      "He... had... a... girl... friend." Philip said between sobs.
      "He who?" Damien wondered.
      "Oh, just get Angel for me, please?" Philip sobbed.
      "He and Kevin are out," Damien told Philip. "But I could help you. My shoulder is pretty soft."
      "Thanks." Philip chuckled at Damien's joke and entered the room.
      Damien closed the door and the two went over and sat down on Damien's bed, Philip with his head on Damien's shoulder.
      "Now, tell me all about it," Damien said and patted Philip's shoulder. "'Cause you were either heartbroken or you've watched way too much soap operas and just had a soap-mare."
      "Stop being funny!" Philip chuckled through sobs. "Or I'm gonna kiss you as a punishment!"
      "Gonna stop being funny now." Damien chuckled and Philip lightened up slightly.
      He managed to stop sobbing and removed his head from Damien's shoulder. He instead lay down on the bed and Damien followed suit.
      "Okay, so this guy, Victor, you haven't met him yet, asked me what our homework for English class was," Philip started telling Damien. "'Cause he's in my English class."
      "Well, duh," Damien chuckled. "What do I look like, an ignoramus?"
      Suddenly, he felt himself being pulled towards Philip and then received a quick kiss on the mouth by him. Philip then let Damien go and Damien lay back down.
      "Anyways," Philip continued. "We ended up dating. We had just had the best date ever and I went over to his dorm room to give him this cool cross that I found at a yard sale and discovered that he's got a girlfriend!"
      "That bastard!" Damien exclaimed. "Speaking as a person who's never met him before."
      "Well, he is a bastard," Philip said and smiled at Damien, who smiled back.
      "Hey, you smiled." Damien remarked.
      "Look who's stating the obvious now," Philip chuckled. "It's just that this is nice."
      Damien chuckled and then lifted an eyebrow.
      "Oh, not like that," Philip chuckled. "In a totally platonic way. I don't find you the least attractive right now."
      "Oh, gee, thanks." Damien groaned and rolled his eyes.
      "Well, you are attractive," Philip chuckled. "Just not sexy."
      "Ok..." Damien said quietly.
      "No, no, no, I didn't mean it like that!" Philip said frantically. "I mean, I don't know what I mean. I mean that this is nice, like, super-nice although it's got nothing to do with sex. I just like your company. I feel like we're going to be great friends."
      "You know, I have that feeling, too." Damien said and put a hand on Philip's shoulder.
      "Ok..." Philip said. "Getting hot. You're starting to look sexy. My you-know-what is getting hard."
      "Julia's right," Damien laughed. "You are crude."
      "I'm here, I'm crude," Philip chuckled. "Gimme food!"
      "Ouh, comfort food is always fun," Damien said. "We've got Haagen-Dazs in the subzero.
      "Charge!!!" Philip shouted and the two hurried over to the subzero.
      Philip flung the door open and took the jar of Haagen-Dazs out and while he scooped out all of the contents and emptied it over two plates, Damien closed the subzero door and smashed peanuts with a spoon and a plate. He then poured it over the ice cream and the two friends then sat down at the small dinner table, each having taken a spoon out of the utensils drawer, and dug in on the vanilla treat.
      "Mmmmm," Philip said, his eyes closed in dairy product ecstasy. "I've always liked German boys, I mean ice cream."
      "So do I," Damien said and Philip looked strangely at him. "Ice cream that is."
      "So, how is it going?" Philip asked Damien between scoops of ice-cream and smashed peanuts. "Adjusting to your new life and all."
      "All in all, I think that it's going just fine," Damien said. "I mean, I've always got food on the table, I have a stabile home, well, dorm room, two brothers who love me with me loving them, my grades are pretty good and now, today, I've made myself my first real friend since I first came here."
      "Who?" Philip asked.
      "You, silly." Damien chuckled.
      "What about Derek and Angel?" Philip wondered and swallowed an entire spoonful of ice cream.
      "We're brothers," Damien chuckled. "Well, they mean much more to me than you, of course, but still."
      "Well, gee, thanks," Philip mumbled and glared at Damien while taking another spoonful of ice cream into his mouth. "You mean very little to me, too."
      "I didn't mean it like that." Damien chuckled.
      "I know, I know." Philip chuckled.
      "So, are you mad?" Damien asked Philip.
      "Of course not," Philip chuckled. "You're too cute to me mad at."
      "Not at me," Damien groaned. "At Victor!"
      "Oh, him," Philip snorted. "Of course I'm mad!"
      "Don't be," Damien said and leered at Philip. "Get even."
      "I'm not very good at that." Philip said.
      "Oh, you're so boring," Damien groaned and took another spoonful of ice cream into his mouth." Where's the drama?"
      "I'm not a drama queen!" Philip protested at Damien had to muffle back some giggles. "Well, not a big one, anyway."
      "Again, boring." Damien said and suddenly found himself with a face covered in Haagen-Dazs.
      "Oops," Philip chuckled. "Want me to clean that up for you?"
      "Of course I want you to!" Damien groaned and suddenly felt Philip licking at his face.
      "Er... what are you doing?" Damien asked Philip.
      "Cleaning you up." Philip chuckled.
      "Remind me never to get my penis dipped in something edible if you're around." Damien chuckled.
      "Deal," Philip chuckled and then grinned evilly. "Now can I at least get to lick the rest of that ice cream off of your face?"
      "Oh, what the hell," Damien chuckled. "It tickles kinda nice."

      That night, Kevin and Angel entered their room only to find Damien in his bed, his clothes scattered across the floor. Next to him, submerged under the covers, laid another body.
      "Looks like your little brother got lucky." Kevin chuckled.
      "Let's see who's behind sheet number one!" Angel chuckled and pulled the covers back.
      Both Kevin's and Angel's eyes opened widely when they saw that it was Philip who was lying next to Kevin, both of them wearing only their underwear and Philip with an arm around Damien.
      "Philip!" Angel screamed, which made both Philip and Damien jump into sitting positions.
      "What?!" Philip asked sleepily and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.
      "What the Hell are you doing in bed with my brother?!" Angel demanded from Philip.
      "Well, Victor and I had just had a date and..." Philip started explaining, but was interrupted by Angel, whose face was growing redder and redder by the second.
      "What, you've banged so many guys you decided to go for my little brother?!" he screamed. "He's 14 for god's sake!"
      "But..." Philip started, but was again interrupted by Angel.
      "No buts!" Angel screamed. "Get out!"
      "Fine!" Philip snorted and got up.
      He grabbed his clothes and shoes and then left the room, slamming the door behind him. Then he put on all of his clothes, thankful for that no one was around to see his embarrassing state. Then, when he was completely dressed, he put his shoes on and started walking slowly. Then, suddenly, he started running and the flood gates opened again. Tears streamed down his face and he could soon not keep himself from sniffling.
      "Why does my life suck so much?!" he thought to himself as he ran through the corridors of his dorm building.
      He reached the exit and ran out onto campus, straight into the pouring rain. He continued running until he reached the end of campus. He stared at the sun, which was rising behind some buildings and then started running again, leaving campus and into the city.

      "What the Hell was that?!" Damien demanded from Angel.
      He, Angel and Kevin were standing around in their dorm room, Kevin sitting on his bed quiet while the two brothers quarreled.
      "What the Hell were you doing in bed with him?!" Angel demanded to get to know.
      "What's it to you?" Damien wondered. "If I want to sleep with a guy, I should be entitled to!"
      "I'm not homophobic." Angel protested.
      "Don't be such a hypocrite!" Damien groaned. "If you only knew what that sweet poor boy has gone through in the last couple of hours. I better go find him."
      With that said, he threw his clothes on, jumped into his shoes and ran after Philip, leaving Angel staring at the spot where his brother had stood.
      "They grow up so fast." Kevin chuckled.

      "Philip?" Damien called out while running through school campus.
      Meanwhile, Philip was doing at the mall, soaking wet, sitting on a bench. He lay down and stared up at the sky.
      "So, this is my life," he thought. "The wonderful life that I had picture for myself was all just one big unattainable fantasy."
      "There you are!" Damien exclaimed and ran up to Philip, also he soaking wet.
      The rain started dissipatting and soon, it had stopped completely. Still, Philip remained quiet.
      "I'm not talking to you," Philip snorted. "In fact, I'm not talking to any of you Andromedas."
      "Don't be such a baby," Damien chuckled. "I'm sure there's a logical explanation to Angel's behavior."
      "Yes, of course there is," Philip said sarcastically. "He's nuts, that's the explanation! Now leave me alone!"
      "Don't be this way," Damien begged Philip. "Please, come back with me. We have to talk about this, all three of us."
      "No," Philip said. "I'm never speaking to that homophobic hypocritic biggot again!"
      "Hey!" Damien protested. "He's still my brother."
      There was a long silence and Philip took a deep breath.
      "Alright," he sighed. "Let's go back.

      "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" Angel kept apologizing to Philip while down on his knees.
      The two of them, Damien and Kevin were all in Kevin's, Damien's and Angel's shared dorm room. Kevin and Damien were both lying on their stomachs on Kevin's bed, watching as Angel pleaded for Philip to forgive him.
      "Well, I'm sure glad that I decided to come back," Philip chuckled and then glared at Angel. "Now explain yourself!"
      "Well, it wasn't as much as it was you or that you were gay," Angel started explaining himself. "I mean, if I a found Julia in that bed with Damien, I would've freaked out and called her a slut, too.
      "Well, gee, that makes me so much less mad." Philip said sarcastically.
      "It was Damien!" Angel said loudly and stood up quickly.
      "Hey!" Damien protested and jumped into a sitting position.
      "I mean," Angel said nervously. "I don't know what I mean. I mean, you know what I mean."
      "No, I really don't." Philip said.
      "I mean, when I saw you two, I freaked out," Angel said. "I can't explain it. I just looked at Damien and thought 'Oh God, someone's taken his virginity!'"
      "But I didn't!" Philip protested.
      "I didn't know that!" Angel groaned.
      "Gee, three weeks as a legal guardian and he's already acting like mom." Damien groaned.
      "Oh my God!" Angel exclaimed. "I'm the overprotective parent who's cramping your style! I have become a super-worrying mother! When did this happen?"
      "Oh, somewhere between last week and today, I'd guess." Kevin chuckled.
      "This isn't funny!" Angel protested. "Now I'll always have to be the ogre that says 'No' whenever Damien asks for something. And Derek will be the one to say 'Yes'. And Damien will start liking him more and..."
      "There, three, mom," Damien said and while forcing giggles back and patted Angel on the shoulder. "I'll still love you both equally."
      "Don't use that tone, young man," Angel said and then put a hand over his mouth in realization. "On my God! I just said 'Young man'. What's next, I start knitting sweaters?"
      "Oh, stop worrying already," Philip groaned. "Just stop worrying so much. And don't you dare worrying about worrying."
      "I'll try not to." Angel said.
      "Great, now where is that Haagen-dazs?" Philip asked and Kevin grinned sheepishly.
      "I ate it all." he chuckled.
      "Get him!" Philip cried and he and Damien both jumped onto Kevin and started wrestling with him.

      "So, done healing?" Julia asked Philip as the two walked down campus, towards their next class.
      "Yeah," Philip chuckled. "I still remember what we're gonna do if we see him again."
      "Kick him in the balls!" Julia proclaimed and the two grinned at each other. "Hey, spring break is next month. Do you still remember what we're gonna do?"
      "Go to Fort Lauderdale!" Philip chuckled. "And see lots of cute shirtless boys."
      "You are such a dog." Julia groaned.
      "Didn't you hear?" Philip giggled. "I'm between 13-17 years old and according to my sociology teacher, this is the time when a man is the most sexual throughout his entire lifetime."

      "Spring break!" Philip shouted as he and Julia skipped down campus.
      "Finally," Julia sighed. "Easter's here and we get a week's vacation."
      "So, are the holiday plans still on?" Philip asked Julia.
      "Of course." came the answer. "A week at the beach. We'll swim, you'll eat while I diet and then we'll go manhunting."
      "My grades are up from D's to A's." Brian sung happily as he skipped up to Julia and Philip.
      "Well that sure looked...!" Philip start saying and then faked a thoughtful look. "Queer."
      "But I'm just so happy!" Brian laughed. "Well, they're not all A's, but mostly B's are pretty good."
      "So, do you have any holiday plans?" Julia wondered.
      "Miranda and I had planned to do something, but then she had to go back home for a surprise family reunion." Brian sighed.
      "My heart goes out for you." Philip said.
      He then looked over at Julia and the two of them grinned at each other and then put on straight faces before turning back to Brian.
      "So... wanna hit the beach with us?" Philip suggested. "We're going to Fort Lauderdale to eat, diet and check guys out."
      "Sure." Brian said. "It's not like anything's keeping me here."
      He then looked over at Julia, who winked knowingly at him.
      "Gotta run," Philip chuckled. "Last minute shopping."
      With that said, he ran off.
      "He doesn't suspect a thing," Julia whispered to Brian. "He didn't realize that this was a set-up from the beginning."
      "Miranda really did have a surprise family reunion," Brian chuckled. "But that was last year."

      "Aw, he's asleep." Julia mused.
      The three friends were all huddled up together in a small train compartment with Philip leaning against the window, fast asleep. Meanwhile, Julia and Brian were sitting opposite to him, talking.
      "So when are you going to tell him?" Julia whispered to Brian.
      "Soon, soon," Brian said. "Don't rush me you busybody!"
      "I live for the busybodying." Julia giggled.

      "What do you mean 'you're feeling weird about our living arrangements'?" Philip asked Brian.
      The two were strolling down the beach, the gymbags in their hands stuffed with blankets and miscellaneous beach things. The sky had started darkening and the setting sun gave it a tint of purple.
      "It's just that, lately, I've been feeling this weird thing that I've never felt before about a guy." Brian said nervously and starting fidgetting.
      The two stopped walking and turned to face each other.
      "I think...!" Brian said and then his voice dropped and he mumbled something inaudible, at least to the human ear.
      "What?" Philip asked and leaned in closer.
      "I think that I'm falling in love with you." Brian whispered into Philip's ear and then leaned in and kissed him on the lips.
      They kissed for a long time and when they finally broke the kiss, Brian was in deep thought.
      "What?" Philip asked him.
      "I... it feels... weird...!" Brian said.
      "Don't worry," Philip said and put his right hand on Brian's right shoulder. "It'll pass. I felt the same way when I first fell in love with a guy."
      "But the problem is that I didn't," Brian said quietly.
      "What?" Philip asked, confused.
      "I said, that I didn't fall in love with you." Brian said and shrugged Philip's hand off of his shoulder.
      "What do you mean?" Philip asked and put his hand back on Brian's shoulder to stop him as he started to turn away.
      "Get away from me, you homo!" Brian cried
      "Bri..." Philip started saying and took a step closer to Brian.
      Suddenly, Brian punched Philip in the face, sending him sprawling to the ground.
      The glass in Philip's glasses exploded and cut into his face, tearing up deep wounds around his eyes, which blurred his vision.
      "Philip!" Brian exclaimed. "I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."
      Philip, unable to see clearly, scrambled around for his bag and finally found it. He then started sobbing and then got up and started running.

      "What do you want?" Philip growled.
      He and Brian were standing in the lobby of their hotel, right at the front exit.
      "We need to talk." Brian said.
      "No, we don't." Philip snapped at Brian.
      Philip just continued walking, exiting the hotel, and continued until he had reached the end of the pavement. There were many cars passing, so he decided to wait for a while before crossing the street.
      "Please, at least let me explain!" Brian begged and ran after Philip.
      "You know what? Just don't." Philip snarled and started walking.
      Brian put a hand on Philip's shoulder and Philip suddenly got a flashback of the moment when Brian had punched him. He his head to face Brian and then gave him an angry glare. Then he shrugged Brian's hand off, just like Brian had done to his.
      Suddenly, Philip heard a honk. He turn my head back to the street and saw a white Sedan coming straight at him. It drove into Philip, throwing him onto the hood. His body bounced on the hood and then landed on the roof of the car, where he rolled until he fell on top of the trunk.
      "Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!" Brian babbled on and off.
      "What's going on here?" Julia wondered as she exited the hotel room. "I couldn't find Philip and went down here to... to..."
      She stopped talking when she saw Philip lying on top of the Sedan's trunk, all bloody and unconscious, his head hanging off the edge of the car.
      The driver got out and cars from all around the site stopped. Ambulance sirens could be heard and the driver of the Sedan started speaking in tongues, frantic and in panic.

      "Clear!" the doctor cried and then pushed the electrodes againts the Philip's chest.
      Philip's body twitches as the electricity went into it, but then remained still.
      The doctor tried and second and third time, but Philip still remained immobile. His breathing had stopped and the EKG-machine was registering nothing and emitting that loud beeping sound that meant that the patience's heart had stopped.
      "Doctor...!" one of the nurses assisting the doctor started saying.
      "No! He's not dead! He can't be!" the doctor sobbed.
      He tried to get Philip's heart working again with the electrodes, but once again, nothing happened.
      "Doctor!" the other nurse assisting him said. "Please."
      "No!" the doctor sobbed and started giving Philip a heart massage. "One, two, three, four." he count. Come on, breathe! One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four."
      "Doctor!!" both nurses said in unison.
      "Okay..." the doctor said, his breathing ragged and his eyes watering. "Call it."
      "Death occured at 23.15." the first nurse said after looking at the clock that was hanging on the wall.
      "I failed..." the doctor said quietly. "I failed..."

(Ending Theme plays)

Madonna - Like A Prayer
"When you call my name, it's like a little prayer,
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there,
In the midnight hour, I can feel your power,
Just like a prayer, you know I'll take you there,"

"Like a child, you whisper softly to me,
You're in control, just like a child,"
Chorus:"Now I'm dancing,"
"It's like a dream, no end and no beginning,
You're here with me, it's like a dream,"
Chorus:"Let the choir sing,"

"When you call my name, it's like a little prayer,
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there,
In the midnight hour, I can feel your power,
Just like a prayer, you know I'll take you there,"

"Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone,
I hear you call my name and it feels like home,"

Executive Producer
Philip Wester

Co-Starring

Miranda		MIRANDA DEIANEIRE
Doctor		TOM LENK
Nurse #1		ANGELA DANIELS
Nurse #2		JONATHAN O'NEIL

Edited By
Philip Wester

Main Theme By
Madonna

Performed By
Philip Wester

Casting By
Philip Wester

Script Supervisor
Philip Wester

Script Coordinator
Philip Wester

Featured Music
Madonna - "Crazy For You"

(End of theme)

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