[A/N: This is a random idea that hit me when I was reading today. I don't really know where it came from, and at first I just laughed at myself, told myself I was crazy, and kept reading. But it kept coming back the persistent, annoying thing that it is. So here it is. I wrote it out and I'm posting it. Let me know what you think. In case you didn't notice its AU.]

Summary: What if there was a third Brown child? What if that third child was Ephram's complete opposite… and twin? Will they be able to get along? What will the people of Everwood think them now? (Two Gregory Smith's… what could be better?)

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters in this story. Well, I do own Evan. And anyone else that I add in that's not in the show.

Chapter 1: A Secret No Longer

"EVAN! PHONE!" Evan Brown looked at the door of his room. That was Mike calling. Mike would want him to go and do stuff with the rest of the football team. But most of that stuff was illegal. If he got in trouble again they would expel him from the school. They had told him that last time. And it was private school they could do that.

"Ephram, I'm not home!"

There was some yelling and then a phone slammed. Ephram came into the room. "Some of those jock friends of yours are pretty dense. I've had better conversations with spoons."

Evan looked over at his twin brother standing in the doorway. "That's probably because you don't scream at the spoons. Well, usually. There was that one time last year."

"Dude, I was drunk. That doesn't count."

"Whatever. Was that Mike on the phone?"

"Nah. It was Dan. He said something about taking the team bus and go out for a drive just the team and the cheerleaders."

"Oh God. This will end badly. I can tell right now. Just because we're football players doesn't mean we have to get ourselves expelled from school."

"So that's what dad was yelling about last week."

"Yeah. I screw up one more time I'm going to Peak County with you."

"That sucks."

"Yeah, but I can't do anything about it. If they want to be stupid I can't stop them."

"Dude you can't let them bring you down."

"I'll figure something out."

*

"EVAN MATTHEW BROWN I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU GOT YOURSELF EXPELLED!" Andy was so angry; it was indescribable.

"Dad it's not my fault. They-"

"Evan you were always the good one. On sports teams, good grades, in a lot of clubs. You were always well behaved. I wanted you to set an example of your brother and sister."

"Dad, Ephram is older than me. And I really don't have much of an influence on him."

"That is not the point. Why was I paying for you to go to private school if you were only going to get yourself kicked out."

"Whatever dad. I'm going to my room."

Evan walked slowly up the stairs and into his room. He walked to the closet and pulled out his guitar. He sat down on his bed and began slowly running his fingers over the strings. He closed his eyes as his fingers began to pick up the very familiar tune. He began to hum along, and then sing the words he had made up himself.

"So dad's finally gotten to you too. I knew it was only a matter of time. He's just got Delia left, but I think she'll be a little harder to crack."

"Very funny Eph." Evan didn't even look up; Ephram was being ridiculous.

"Oh you think I'm kidding. Just wait."

"Eph, shove it."

"Testy tonight. I thought that was my job. You know I'm the 'bad boy' of the family. You know getting in trouble, bad grades, no after school activities what-so-ever."

"I can lock you out."

Ephram turned around and was about to leave when he thought of something. "Hey, but thanks for sticking up for me."

Evan waved his hand in that yeah-whatever-it's-no-big-deal way, while still strumming idly on the guitar with his other hand.

*

"Delia, go wake your brothers up." Andy was becoming impatient. It was 7:15 and neither of his sons were out of bed yet. Five minutes later Delia came back downstairs.

"Daddy, they won't get up."

A moment later a fully dressed, and very tired looking, boy came walking into the kitchen. "I'm up, I'm up. Ephram, I'm not so sure about." He began rummaging through the cabinet looking for a pop tart.

"Evan, you have to be at school in ten minutes. I don't care if you have to stand him up and dress him yourself, get Ephram out of bed."

"Hold on one sec." Evan walk to the bottom of the stairs. "Ephram, ten minutes!" he shouted. A moment later both boys were standing, fully dressed, at the bottom of the stairs. "Here's a pop tart. Grab your bag. Let's go. I'm driving."

"But-"

"But I passed and you failed. Not to mention the fact that I'm awake, and you're not. Come on, we're going to be late."

Ephram took the pop tart from his brother and headed for the door.

"Ephram… backpack…"

"Oh. Right."

*

The boys stood outside on the sidewalk staring at the school. "So Evan, your first day of school. Don't expect too much."

"Just because you hate school, doesn't mean I have to."

"Yeah, well you've never been here before."

They walked inside the school and Evan went to the office to get his schedule and locker number. Apparently he and Ephram were in the same homeroom and most of the same classes. This was going to be interesting.

About ten minutes later, after a long lecture on school rules, he was standing at his locker, when he heard a girls voice call Ephram's name right behind him. She continued calling for about two minutes, getting more and more annoyed. Evan felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned around quickly wondering who it could be.

"Ephram, I've been calling you for like ten minutes. Are you like ignoring me or something? Wait, what's with those clothes? What happened to the shirt with the little pig guy on it? Suddenly you have Abercrombie plastered all over you. I thought you were more of an individual than that."

"First of all, I don't know you. Second, I like my clothes. And third, Ephram's in homeroom already."

"Wow, that's really weird. I'm sorry. You look exactly like my friend Ephram Brown. You're new here aren't you? I'm Amy. Amy Abbott." Amy held her hand out to Evan. Evan shook it lightly.

"I know Ephram," Evan said with a grin. "Yeah, I've met him. Actually he's my twin brother. And yeah, I'm new here. But I know all about you."

"You're his twin. I never knew he had a twin."

"He never told you about me. I'm hurt," Evan said playfully.

"There's a lot he doesn't tell people. And how do you know all about me?"

"Oh Ephram tells me everything. By the way I'm Evan. Evan Brown. So what homeroom are you in. If we're in the same one I'll walk you there. If not, you're on your own. I only got directions to mine."

"212."

"That's perfect. Me too."

Amy smiled at Evan. She liked him. He was so nice. He was a lot like Ephram, but still different. And he was really cute. And funny. Amy had known him five minutes and she was already starting to crush on him. "So do you play any sports or anything?" she asked cautiously. If he were anything like Ephram, he'd be insulted by the thought of being anything like the jocks in their school.

"Actually yeah, I play basketball, football, and baseball. Oh and guitar. Ephram makes fun of me for being a 'moronic jock.' But I get better grades than he does."

"Wow, smart, musical, and athletic. Wait until the girls find out. They'll be all over you."

"I'm not so sure about that."

I am. Amy thought.

Suddenly Evan had a thought. "Well you know Ephram, is amazing on the piano. It's crazy."

"Yeah, I saw that recital he was in."

"He had an audition for Julliard earlier this year."

"Really? That's awesome. How did he do?"

"Not so great. But it was mostly mechanical stuff like posture. It was sort of good though. It got him working twice as hard."

"Is he going to try again?"

"Yeah."

When they reached homeroom both of them were laughing. Ephram looked up to see Amy talking to his brother.

"I see you've met Evan."

Amy and Evan spun around, both still smiling.

"Yeah, how come you never told me you had a brother? I mean we're like best friends. And I've been to your house like a thousand times, how come I've never seen him?"

"Well, I never told you because, I didn't think it was a big deal. And he has a different room from me, and he's usually busy."

"What do you mean by different room?" Evan asked.

"Well I do."

"Yeah I know, but why would that have any relevance?"

"Some stuff that happened before Thanksgiving last year."

"You didn't-"

"No. I'll tell you later."

Evan sat down in the seat next to his brother. Amy sat down behind Evan. At that moment the teacher walked in.

"Okay kids, we have a new student today. Evan why don't you stand up and tell us a little bit about yourself.

Evan stood up and was about to start talking when the teacher interrupted him. "Ephram, sit down, I asked Evan to stand."

Ephram looked at the teacher. "He is Evan, Mr. Feit. And I am sitting down."

"I'm sorry, Ephram. He looks exactly like you."

Evan finally spoke up. "That would be because we're twins. I went to private school until now. I got kicked out over the weekend, and so now I'm here." Evan sat down and began scribbling in his notebook. A moment later he passed Ephram a note reading:

You friend Amy is hot. I knew you had a crush on her, and I knew she was cute, but DAMN! See ya second period, bro.

Ephram looked over at his brother who was smirking at him. Out of the of his eye he could see Amy, staring at the back of Evan's head, with that dreamy look in her eye that used to only be there when she thought about Colin. This could only turn out badly… for him.

[A/N: That's it for the first chapter. I hope to be able to get the next one out soon. But I'm not known for keeping to schedule so stay with me. Anyway I hope you liked it. Let me know what you think.]