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A/N: hi everyone! So this is chapter two I hope you'll like it! The first one was very short and this one is very long! Lol! Enjoy! And please please please review!

Chapter two: Everwood art school.

Ephram parked his car in front of Everwood art school. Every time he was about to enter the building, he was filled with pride and joy. This school was the first and only place in Everwood where you can learn and practice any art skill God gave you. Music, dance, painting and sculpting lessons were given every day of the week except Sundays.

The first time Amy and Ephram thought about creating this school they were younger and both still in college. They never thought this idea will come true because they were studying for different careers and they wanted to move out from Everwood. Amy wanted to work in politics like her mother and she got a job as a mayor assistant in Boston. Ephram followed her. He was a very talented piano teacher. He was working in several high schools and colleges in Boston and its surrounding; he was really appreciated by his students and their parents. But after six months spent away from Everwood, they both realised something: they were missing their hometown very much. Their respective works were taking too much of their time and they barely had the time to see each other. One night, after an exhausting work day, Amy went home and found Ephram asleep on the couch. The TV was still on; he had fallen asleep waiting for her. He was so sweet. She looked at him, smiling thinking of how much she loved him! She leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on his lips. He opened his eyes, smiled as he saw her and kisses her back. The kiss deepened in intensity and they fell into each others arms, savouring the embrace. After few minutes, Amy pulled away and whispered in his ears:

"I missed you honey.'"

"I missed you too. How was your day? You seem exhausted!"

"It's because I am! Oh! Ephram I hate this job!"

"What?" he asked surprised. He knew that she was tired but he never imagined that she was hating what she was doing. In fact he thought that she really loved her job and that's why she spent so much time at her office. "I thought you loved it!"

"At first, yeah I did! But today I realised that I wasn't at ease working with people I barely even know and for a city I never had the time to really visit! I'm tired, I miss you! We never have the time to be together except breakfasts, dinners and nights. And even then we are both too tired or busy or worried to really appreciate each other!" she ended her speech sighing, almost in tears.

"I know" he replied, putting his arms around her shoulders. She put her head on his shoulder and he began to rub her hair gently. "It's weird," he carried on, "I never thought things will turn out this way."

"Yeah, me neither…"

"So if you hate your job and this place so much, why are killing yourself at work? And most important, why didn't you tell me? He asked taking her hand in his.

"I dunno…" she said hesitating

"Come on, Ames! I know you know. Just tell me." he said looking into her eyes searching for an answer. She looked into his eyes and her heart melted. She knew him for about ten years now, in fact she knew him by heart but he never stopped surprising her. Every time she looked into his piercing blue eyes she could not resist. She simply smiled at him:

"Something is missing. Something that we can't get here, in Boston! I thought that if I work really hard I'll forget, but I … I didn't…"

"Yeah, I know what you mean" he said.

"I miss home!"

"I miss Everwood too! I never thought I would though…" he said laughing.

"I want to get back there. I miss my family, my friends, I miss having my marks, and I even miss the town and its horrible weather!" she added and they shared a giggle.

"I miss it too." he said. She looked down to their interwined hands, not knowing what to say next. He spoke before she did:

"You're my home Amy. I followed you here, I'll follow you anywhere. I just want you to be happy, and if going back to Everwood is what makes you happy; then that's we'll do. I love you." She smiled at him, her eyes gleaming with love.

"I love you so much" she replied and leaned again to kiss him.

A month after that night, they were back to Everwood, for the pleasure of their families and friends.

Ephram was giving piano lessons at E.C.C and County High. Amy was working with the new mayor of Everwood; she was in charge of the cultural life of Everwood. Now she was happy and so was Ephram.

The idea of the art school reappeared when Bright, who was the guidance counsellor in County for a few months now, told them how many teenagers in the school wanted to develop their skills but had not a place to do so. Amy was aware of that fact because of her job. They began to think about it, ideas were flashing in their minds and the three of them were really excited. It was not easy though. They had to find the money, a place and the teachers.

The subventions came from the town and from a successful ingathering organised by Amy; her merchant skills were impressive.

After several weeks of research they finally decide that the best place would be Dr Abbott old practice; since Dr Hartman's death it was unoccupied! It was not too big or too small and after some big changes, the place looked perfect. There was a dance room, a music room with a lot of musical instruments like piano, violins, drums or guitars, and in the old doctor office there was the art atelier. The problem now was the teachers! Ephram would teach piano of course but he was not able do anything else. Amy and Mrs Baxworth were the dance teachers; Amy was also co- directing the school with Ephram. They found an art teacher in Everwood who could come three times a week to give sculpting and painting lessons; his name was Mark Burstein. Kyle, the once Ephram's student helped with the piano lessons and he also gave guitar lesson. He didn't move from Everwood because he didn't want to leave his mum alone and also because he finally found a boyfriend; Joe. Joe was a fantastic violin player and he was giving lessons at A&M and was really pleased to give lessons in the new school.

It took three months to be perfectly ready and everybody was nervous! But Ephram and Amy anguish fade away when they realise the success of the school! After only two months there were about 150 students from all ages and places. Some people were even coming from Denver, it was amazing! The two co- directors were exhausted but also very proud; at least they were working together, they were at home and they achieved their goals.

After three months, they had to widen the place in spite of Harrold's disapproval; they built a second floor with another dance room, a bigger art atelier and the music room was expanded. New students were arriving every day and Ephram and Amy were receiving congratulations from everywhere.

He was coming to Everwood after spending two weeks in New York with his family and he was about to see her for the first time since he got back. He checks up one last time his hair in the rear-view mirror and get out of the car.