A/N: In my opinion, Amy is a self-centered, manipulative, little bi-otch.
So, a new girl comes to Everwood. Hmmm.will Ephram fall in love? Unique
characters and this is quite a short chapter. If I get five reviews, then
I'll post the next chapter.
Ephram slid into his seat just as the bell to homeroom rang. He searched the room for Amy. There she was, her strawberry blonde hair falling over her shoulders, her body covered with a winter coat, it was almost Christmas, and Colorado was starting to get cold. Ephram waved at her, she seemed to be either ignoring him, or she did not see him. He sighed, pulling his headphones over his ears, an angry Ludacris song blaring.
All of a sudden, the door creaked. A small, pretty girl stood in the doorway, her face in a half-smile. "You must be Emma." Mr. Lozenge said, his voice creaking a little bit. The girl handed him some papers, turned, and grinned at her fellow classmates. "Everyone, this is Emma Miyagi, she just moved here from London. Emma, take a seat please." Emma searched, her eyes finally landing on a seat next to Ephram. She pulled out a book, and became quickly fascinated with it. Ephram turned to examine her, as did everyone else in the room, eager to look at the new girl. She was of obvious African and Asian heritage. She had black hair in loose curls cascading to her elbows, a pretty hair clip fastened on the top, separating the top half of her hair from the bottom. She also had light brown skin with a scattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose. She blinked and then opened her eyes again, they were slightly slanted, rimmed with curly, long, dark lashes and startling eyes the color of a blank CD. She coughed and everyone in the room jumped. She looked around, and then put her book down.
She turned to Ephram. "Hi, I'm Emma, what's your name?" Ephram grinned slightly. "Ephram, Ephram Brown. I am new too. Just moved here from New York." Emma grinned, her teeth a sparkling white. "Just moved here from London. S'quite nice so far, though I do miss the good ol' U.K. Moved here 'cos Dad's a neurosurgeon and he got a job at a free clinic. We've got enough money to last us awhile, though he does like charity work."
Ephram's eyebrows rose. "That's my dad's clinic! Wow, guess I'll be seeing you a lot then." Emma grinned, "I'd like that. I'd like that an awful lot."
Ephram slid into his seat just as the bell to homeroom rang. He searched the room for Amy. There she was, her strawberry blonde hair falling over her shoulders, her body covered with a winter coat, it was almost Christmas, and Colorado was starting to get cold. Ephram waved at her, she seemed to be either ignoring him, or she did not see him. He sighed, pulling his headphones over his ears, an angry Ludacris song blaring.
All of a sudden, the door creaked. A small, pretty girl stood in the doorway, her face in a half-smile. "You must be Emma." Mr. Lozenge said, his voice creaking a little bit. The girl handed him some papers, turned, and grinned at her fellow classmates. "Everyone, this is Emma Miyagi, she just moved here from London. Emma, take a seat please." Emma searched, her eyes finally landing on a seat next to Ephram. She pulled out a book, and became quickly fascinated with it. Ephram turned to examine her, as did everyone else in the room, eager to look at the new girl. She was of obvious African and Asian heritage. She had black hair in loose curls cascading to her elbows, a pretty hair clip fastened on the top, separating the top half of her hair from the bottom. She also had light brown skin with a scattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose. She blinked and then opened her eyes again, they were slightly slanted, rimmed with curly, long, dark lashes and startling eyes the color of a blank CD. She coughed and everyone in the room jumped. She looked around, and then put her book down.
She turned to Ephram. "Hi, I'm Emma, what's your name?" Ephram grinned slightly. "Ephram, Ephram Brown. I am new too. Just moved here from New York." Emma grinned, her teeth a sparkling white. "Just moved here from London. S'quite nice so far, though I do miss the good ol' U.K. Moved here 'cos Dad's a neurosurgeon and he got a job at a free clinic. We've got enough money to last us awhile, though he does like charity work."
Ephram's eyebrows rose. "That's my dad's clinic! Wow, guess I'll be seeing you a lot then." Emma grinned, "I'd like that. I'd like that an awful lot."