A/N: Hey! This is my first Everwood fanfic! I hope everyone likes it. I am
a huge fan of the show. I think it's great! I hope you enjoy it, and if you
have time, check out my Lizzie McGuire fanfics! And review! Please! I need
input!
Disclaimer: I don't own Everwood. I wish I owned Gregory Smith tho! ;)
Just Another Day
Chapter One: I Dream of Amy
"Ephram!" Ephram Brown heard his name being called. He turned around from putting his books in his locker. He watched as the tall blonde made her way through the crowded hallway.
"Hey Amy." He replied nonchalantly. "Whats up?"
"Nothing." She replied quickly. "I wanted to give you something." She told him, a sly smile creeping across her face.
Ephram raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah?" he asked, intrigued. "What?" H e looked at her. The sun pouring through the window made her pale blue eyes sparkle, and her waist length blonde hair gleam. God, she was beautiful.
"This." She replied. Slowly, Amy Abbot leaned in and kissed Ephram firmly on the lips. Ephram jumped back, shocked. He wasn't alone. The entire student body was staring at them.
"Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?" he asked, in a harsh whisper.
"It's your birthday!" she exclaimed.
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Suddenly, Amy's voice morphed into Delia's. "It's your birthday!" she exclaimed. "Ephram! Wake up!"
Ephram felt himself being shaken, and opened his eyes abruptly. His little sister was jumping up and down on his bed. She was very impatient. "Wake up!" she jumped on his leg.
"Owww!" Ephram yelled, and pushed Delia off his bed. "Will you cut that out!"
"Don't you even know what day it is?" she asked.
"Yes, the day of my birth. Let the ticker-tape parade commence." Ephram remarked, sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"You don't care that it's your birthday?" Delia asked, surprised by his lack of excitement. "I start a countdown 3 months before mine!"
"It's just another day. The fact that I was born on it doesn't make it any more special than yesterday or tomorrow." Ephram reasoned.
"Yes it does!" Delia protested.
Ephram rolled his eyes and rubbed his head. He recognized defeat. He was in no mood to argue with her over the importance of the day. Instead, he thought back and laughed. "You sound like Mom. Remember how she used to make such a big deal out of birthdays?"
"Yeah." Delia nodded. "She used to wake us up at the exact moment we were born."
"Don't complain! I'm the one who was born at 3:13 am." Ephram pointed out.
Delia laughed. "And she put little notes in our lunches!"
"Yeah, the guys at the lunch table really had a ball with those." Ephram remembered, sarcastically.
"I miss those notes." Remarked Delia, solemnly.
"Yeah, well anyway, since she isn't here to get all excited about it, I doubt anyone else cares." Ephram declared.
"I care!" she exclaimed.
Ephram laughed and rolled his eyes. "Thanks Deil, but I'd put money on you being the only one."
"Other people care too." Delia started.
"I don't see the paternal unit waking me up with birthday greetings." Remarked Ephram.
"He had to go to work early." She explained.
"Well we all know how that works. Giving free health care to the good people of Everwood always takes precedence over family occasions." Ephram remarked sarcastically.
"Ephram, he is trying." Delia attempted to defend her father.
"Lets not start this, ok?" asked Ephram. "You should go get ready for school. Your bus will be here soon."
"What about you?" she asked.
"It's my birthday. I'll go in late if I want to." He answered. "I'm sleeping for a few more minutes."
"Dreaming about Amy again? Huh?" Delia asked, a devilish tone in her voice. She giggled as she ran out of the room.
Ephram jumped out of the bed and chased after Delia, who was now shrieking hysterically.
"You better run!" he called after her.
TBC!!!
Review please! If I get enough, I'll continue!
Disclaimer: I don't own Everwood. I wish I owned Gregory Smith tho! ;)
Just Another Day
Chapter One: I Dream of Amy
"Ephram!" Ephram Brown heard his name being called. He turned around from putting his books in his locker. He watched as the tall blonde made her way through the crowded hallway.
"Hey Amy." He replied nonchalantly. "Whats up?"
"Nothing." She replied quickly. "I wanted to give you something." She told him, a sly smile creeping across her face.
Ephram raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah?" he asked, intrigued. "What?" H e looked at her. The sun pouring through the window made her pale blue eyes sparkle, and her waist length blonde hair gleam. God, she was beautiful.
"This." She replied. Slowly, Amy Abbot leaned in and kissed Ephram firmly on the lips. Ephram jumped back, shocked. He wasn't alone. The entire student body was staring at them.
"Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?" he asked, in a harsh whisper.
"It's your birthday!" she exclaimed.
**************************************************************************** ********
Suddenly, Amy's voice morphed into Delia's. "It's your birthday!" she exclaimed. "Ephram! Wake up!"
Ephram felt himself being shaken, and opened his eyes abruptly. His little sister was jumping up and down on his bed. She was very impatient. "Wake up!" she jumped on his leg.
"Owww!" Ephram yelled, and pushed Delia off his bed. "Will you cut that out!"
"Don't you even know what day it is?" she asked.
"Yes, the day of my birth. Let the ticker-tape parade commence." Ephram remarked, sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"You don't care that it's your birthday?" Delia asked, surprised by his lack of excitement. "I start a countdown 3 months before mine!"
"It's just another day. The fact that I was born on it doesn't make it any more special than yesterday or tomorrow." Ephram reasoned.
"Yes it does!" Delia protested.
Ephram rolled his eyes and rubbed his head. He recognized defeat. He was in no mood to argue with her over the importance of the day. Instead, he thought back and laughed. "You sound like Mom. Remember how she used to make such a big deal out of birthdays?"
"Yeah." Delia nodded. "She used to wake us up at the exact moment we were born."
"Don't complain! I'm the one who was born at 3:13 am." Ephram pointed out.
Delia laughed. "And she put little notes in our lunches!"
"Yeah, the guys at the lunch table really had a ball with those." Ephram remembered, sarcastically.
"I miss those notes." Remarked Delia, solemnly.
"Yeah, well anyway, since she isn't here to get all excited about it, I doubt anyone else cares." Ephram declared.
"I care!" she exclaimed.
Ephram laughed and rolled his eyes. "Thanks Deil, but I'd put money on you being the only one."
"Other people care too." Delia started.
"I don't see the paternal unit waking me up with birthday greetings." Remarked Ephram.
"He had to go to work early." She explained.
"Well we all know how that works. Giving free health care to the good people of Everwood always takes precedence over family occasions." Ephram remarked sarcastically.
"Ephram, he is trying." Delia attempted to defend her father.
"Lets not start this, ok?" asked Ephram. "You should go get ready for school. Your bus will be here soon."
"What about you?" she asked.
"It's my birthday. I'll go in late if I want to." He answered. "I'm sleeping for a few more minutes."
"Dreaming about Amy again? Huh?" Delia asked, a devilish tone in her voice. She giggled as she ran out of the room.
Ephram jumped out of the bed and chased after Delia, who was now shrieking hysterically.
"You better run!" he called after her.
TBC!!!
Review please! If I get enough, I'll continue!