Liz- Glad ya liked it my Jimmy-luvin' friend...I...miss...my...JIMMY!!!!
*pouts* I'm happy you liked that part, it's fun giving them mixed
feelings...^_^ Small groups was just dandy...^_^ I invited Connie and she
got to know Reid and David...which isn't exactly what I had planned but oh
well...lol...well, it's good that you're going back but I still wish you
could come with us...I doubt anyone there gives a flying fig newton about
me but oh well...it's not my place to say...^_^ I would cry too because
that's the best movie ever!!! I want Jimmy back...*sniffles* but
okay...have fun...
Ditey- Lol...yeah, most people think that though...sure my brother and I have cowboy hats but that's just as a sarcastic joke about the fact that we're Texans...my brother's hat died though in "The Great Flood" at Blue Haven...right Liz? Heh, she knows of that...he still wore it though...lol...no spurs though...^_^ or horses...or anything...lol...funny how it works like that...Ya welcome...^_^ Yeppers. That's good! ( Yeah she is. I think I will!!! ^_^ BTW, where are you from? Just a question so I can say "Keep writing my _____ comrade!" ^_^
Lori-jo85- Oh, just a tad...^_^ Fun fun! Yeah, I know people who live within walking distance and it's walking distance from my school so that's awesome too...I'm in 8th...-_-...you? Lucky...I don't want to take them...I start tomorrow! O.o They give us ours less then a week from it...thank you!!! I appreciate it! ^_~
Disclaimer- I'll think of one later...
-Chapter 6-
They three arrived at the office and they set Jake up with a counselor to get him in...all they had to say was friend of Dr. Andrew Brown and they said no problem, follow me.
Dicey an Ephram sat down to wait for them in the maroon office chairs to wait for Jake because the secretary lady said she would write them passes back to class as soon as they were done setting Jake up.
Ephram looked around, he had, surprisingly to Dicey, never been in the office long enough to get a good look. There were plants by each door and a table with a plant in between both chairs. There were pictures on the walls and some degrees or personal photos above a desk but other than that, it wasn't all too interesting.
The lady, around 60 or so, eyed Dicey and Ephram oddly. Dicey considering her attire, a cutoff 'I Heart NY' shirt on, a mini denim skirt with a purple and yellow striped men's tie as a belt, and tube socks with sneakers...what old lady WOULDN'T scoff at that? Hm? Tell me that! And she was looking at Ephram because she was curious about the 'I Heart NY too...I guess...hey, are you making fun of ME?' going with the 'Metallica' shirt...
"Hey Ephram...I have a question now that we aren't dashing through the halls." Dicey said, leaning around the plant so she could see his face.
He did the same and leaned out. "Well you see Dicey, people in Everwood won't steal your bike if you don't chain it down...it took me awhile but they don't really care...well, I am a tad worried about Bright and Co. but that's about it..." Ephram explained.
She made the 'ah' shape with her mouth and waved goodbye as she leaned back into her chair, disappearing from his view. He leaned back too and stared at the ceiling, something he would have to do because in all the hustle and bustle, he left his CD player at home...oh darnit...
After about 10 more minutes, the old lady was about to send Dicey and Ephram to class when Jake emerged from the tiny office he had been in with a schedule in hand. They talked for another second before accepting their passes and heading on to class.
Strangely enough, they all HAPPENED to have the same first period class...imagine that...
They all burst in the door at the same time, Ephram and Dicey muttering apologies as they rush to their seats, their heads down.
Jake stood there as the Bio teacher, Mr. Smith, introduced him, slightly different then Dicey.
"Class, this is Jacob Martin and he also will be joining our class. He too is from New York and appears to be friends with Miss Johnson and Mr. Brown. Jacob, choose your seat." Mr. Smith droned, less excited then the day before.
"Um, Mr.," he started as he looked at the teacher's faculty nametag, "Smith, I don't go by Jacob, I go by Jake." He said hotly.
"What is it with you New Yorkers that makes you think you can talk to me like that! I am and adult and I will call you what I want to call you. I will call you what it says on my roll sheet." Mr. Smith said, standing tall and TRYING to act all in control.
"Excuse me, are you stereotyping me? What do you mean by 'you New Yorkers'? Does Eph get on your nerves? No, too late I don't care." Jake said, getting angry.
"Sit down Jacob." Mr. Smith said, agitation evident in his voice.
"I think I will." Jake said glaring as he walked to an empty seat in front of Ephram so he could turn around and talk to him and Dicey during class...he could sense he wasn't going to like Biology at all...
"Hey Jake, I see you aren't fond of Mr. Smith, huh?" Ephram whispered, a smirk evident on his face.
"Thank you Captain Obvious...I don't like him and I haven't been here five minutes..." Jake said before turning around and looking back up to the front of the class...life stunk...no wonder Ephram complained so much...
A girl was talking to her friends feverishly about the newcomer.
"Oh, my, gosh Becky! He is sooooo hot!" a girl, Melissa Gilbert chatted to her friend.
"He has blue spiked hair Mel, I thought we didn't like freaks, remember? That's why we don't like Mr. Purple Hair. Gosh, don't you ever pay attention?" Becky Mikeworth said, flipping her perfect hair.
"But Beck! He's cute too!! Argh...no fair. Okay, fine, they aren't, you happy?" the clueless Melissa said, totally unaware of the fact that you don't have to let other people choose who you find cute...but we can't ask that, much of her.
"Much better. Besides, someone could've heard you...I'm doing you a favor Melissa. Now shut up and listen! I saw this really hot guy at the mall in Denver the other day..."
They endured more lecturing before finally, the moment of truth...the bell rang and they were out of that classroom like a moth to the flame.
Ephram was walking down the hall, half looking for Amy while he put in his combination and opened his locker. As soon as he put his Biology book in his locker and got his Algebra book, the locker suddenly slammed shut. He jumped back and checked his hands to make sure all fingers were still attached. Okay, all eight, wait, wasn't their ten? Oh yeah, thumbs don't count...
As soon as that was done, he looked up only to see an angry Wendell...
"Some friend you are! Some pretty girl and some random guy show up and now you ignore me? I've been trying to catch up for 2 MINUTES! What's up with that?" Wendell complained, throwing his hands up in the air.
The three just stared at him.
"Um Wendell, these are my friends from New York and if you've been calling my name, why didn't you just come, the halls aren't THAT crowded or yelling wouldn't make a difference anyway. And actually, I've been ignoring you since Amy too. You forgot Amy in there." Ephram said precisely.
"That's even worse! I was your FIRST FRIEND and now you just ditch me...I see how it is..." Wendell says, trying to sound dejected but truthfully sounding like a dying cat.
"Well, that's always a plus." Dicey said jokingly as she grinned and walked closer to Ephram.
He looked like he was about to say something but Ephram interrupted, saying he had to go to class and he would see him later.
"Gosh, he's weird...to think you resorted to that Moz...he's kinda creepy..." Jake said.
"Yeah, now you feel my pain." Ephram said with a laugh. "Hey, what do you have next?"
Jake took out his schedule and looked at second period. With a groan, he said Algebra and Ephram grinned.
"So do I! Poor Dicey has to go to her class all be her lonesome." Ephram said, making a pouty face at Dicey as she hit his arm.
"Shuttup! I don't need you guys anyway." She said, putting her hands on her hips and tried to frown at them...resulting in all three of them laughing.
Amy then walked up, and in perfect condition as if she was never sick...maybe because she never WAS sick but that isn't the point, now is it?
Flipping her hair and putting on her sweet smile, she walked up to the threesome. Then it hit her that there were three...not one...not two people...three...when did THIS happen? She's gone for less than one day and ANOTHER long lost friend shows up...great luck...
"Hi Ephram." Amy said as she walked up, trying to suppress a glare at Dicey. She didn't know why but she didn't like her...she felt almost...threatened by her. Sure it was childish but she couldn't help it. It bothered her.
"Hi Amy. You know Dicey, right? Right. But you don't know Jake. Amy, this is Jake Martin. Jake, this is Amy Abbott." Ephram said.
"Hello Jake. You a friend of Ephram too? What are you doing Ham, moving all of New York here?" Amy asked with a smile.
"I try." He answered with a grin as Dicey let loose and glared at Amy. Amy glared back. Ephram stopped smiling as he looked between the two girls in confusion.
"Nice outfit." Amy said cocking an eyebrow and crossed her arms across her chest.
Dicey glared at her and said, "Thanks...but you want to know what? Screw off!" She shot the birdie and walked stalked off.
"This is humorous." Jake said with a smirk as Dicey turned to looked at him and then turned away again before glaring at him too. Amy blushed slightly and made some excuse about going to class and Ephram still seemed confused.
"What was that all about?" Ephram asked Dicey as he and Jake walked with her to class.
"Nothing. I just don't like her..." Dicey said, raising her chin and hugging her binder closer to her chest.
"Why not? What did she do? Is she too preppy for you or do you just not like her?" Ephram said with humor, keeping himself from laughing at Dicey's little issue with Amy.
"I just don't okay?" she said angrily as she stormed into her History class.
Ephram stared at the door as the bell rang loudly and people around him rushed into their own respective classrooms. He didn't care that he was on the opposite side of the building and he would be late again. He was just dumbfounded that Dicey had gotten so mad about Amy. What reason did she have to be mad? It's not like Amy likes him or anything. Why would she care anyway? She doesn't like him...does she?
"Hey Moz, c'mon! We're already late for class. She'll get over it. She's probably just jealous of that Amy chick. I wouldn't ponder upon it too much." Jake said as he pushed Ephram along to their Math class.
Dicey sat in her American History class, not paying attention to Mr. Hancock drone on about the American Revolution. Her mind was on Ephram and Amy...
Could he like me? He seemed to...no, he can't! He has to like me! Hey, since when do I want my best friend's ex? What is the world coming to...this is Ephram we're talking about, not someone else...oh, Rika would know what to do...even Krista would...she'd probably tell me to screw off but oh well...no she wouldn't, would she? Oh, my head hurts...
Who cares about History anyway...he said that Amy girl wasn't his girlfriend but I'm not sure...she seems to like him. She's challenging me! I see it now...wait, I'm deffinantly not thinking straight...I don't even know her...this is what I get for not sleeping for more than 4 hours...ah man...
"-Miss Johnson? Can you tell me who won the Battle of Bunker Hill?" Mr. Hancock said, tapping his fingers on his arm impatiently.
"Huh? What?" she stuttered as she realized she should've been paying attention.
"I asked you a question." He said, narrowing his eyes.
"I guess I wasn't paying attention. I'm sorry, could you repeat it?" she asked as boldly as she could.
"No, I will not repeat it, but I will give you this one chance because you're new." Mr. Hancock said as he continued with his lecture.
Dicey decided at that point that it would be smart to pay attention...
Meanwhile Ephram doing his share of pondering...
I wonder what was up with Dicey. I can't believe she did that to Amy...what did Amy ever do to her? Sure she commented on her 'style' but still...wasn't that overreacting a bit? Well, then again, I would probably react similar to that if it wasn't Amy...so yeah, I understand her...but then she got mad at me...girls are so weird...eh, I wonder if Jake ever has this problem...he could probably figure it out...I'm so tired...
And last, the thoughts of Jake Martin...
Ephram is having major issues, as is Dicey. Dicey is in love with her best friend's ex boyfriend, who has been her other best friend since before the beginning of time. Ephram is stuck in the middle of a tugging love triangle between best friend and manipulative friend who it is hard to tell if she likes him or not...oh well...that's his problem...I wonder what's for lunch...
Tada! That's it for Chapter 6...whoohoo...
Ditey- Lol...yeah, most people think that though...sure my brother and I have cowboy hats but that's just as a sarcastic joke about the fact that we're Texans...my brother's hat died though in "The Great Flood" at Blue Haven...right Liz? Heh, she knows of that...he still wore it though...lol...no spurs though...^_^ or horses...or anything...lol...funny how it works like that...Ya welcome...^_^ Yeppers. That's good! ( Yeah she is. I think I will!!! ^_^ BTW, where are you from? Just a question so I can say "Keep writing my _____ comrade!" ^_^
Lori-jo85- Oh, just a tad...^_^ Fun fun! Yeah, I know people who live within walking distance and it's walking distance from my school so that's awesome too...I'm in 8th...-_-...you? Lucky...I don't want to take them...I start tomorrow! O.o They give us ours less then a week from it...thank you!!! I appreciate it! ^_~
Disclaimer- I'll think of one later...
-Chapter 6-
They three arrived at the office and they set Jake up with a counselor to get him in...all they had to say was friend of Dr. Andrew Brown and they said no problem, follow me.
Dicey an Ephram sat down to wait for them in the maroon office chairs to wait for Jake because the secretary lady said she would write them passes back to class as soon as they were done setting Jake up.
Ephram looked around, he had, surprisingly to Dicey, never been in the office long enough to get a good look. There were plants by each door and a table with a plant in between both chairs. There were pictures on the walls and some degrees or personal photos above a desk but other than that, it wasn't all too interesting.
The lady, around 60 or so, eyed Dicey and Ephram oddly. Dicey considering her attire, a cutoff 'I Heart NY' shirt on, a mini denim skirt with a purple and yellow striped men's tie as a belt, and tube socks with sneakers...what old lady WOULDN'T scoff at that? Hm? Tell me that! And she was looking at Ephram because she was curious about the 'I Heart NY too...I guess...hey, are you making fun of ME?' going with the 'Metallica' shirt...
"Hey Ephram...I have a question now that we aren't dashing through the halls." Dicey said, leaning around the plant so she could see his face.
He did the same and leaned out. "Well you see Dicey, people in Everwood won't steal your bike if you don't chain it down...it took me awhile but they don't really care...well, I am a tad worried about Bright and Co. but that's about it..." Ephram explained.
She made the 'ah' shape with her mouth and waved goodbye as she leaned back into her chair, disappearing from his view. He leaned back too and stared at the ceiling, something he would have to do because in all the hustle and bustle, he left his CD player at home...oh darnit...
After about 10 more minutes, the old lady was about to send Dicey and Ephram to class when Jake emerged from the tiny office he had been in with a schedule in hand. They talked for another second before accepting their passes and heading on to class.
Strangely enough, they all HAPPENED to have the same first period class...imagine that...
They all burst in the door at the same time, Ephram and Dicey muttering apologies as they rush to their seats, their heads down.
Jake stood there as the Bio teacher, Mr. Smith, introduced him, slightly different then Dicey.
"Class, this is Jacob Martin and he also will be joining our class. He too is from New York and appears to be friends with Miss Johnson and Mr. Brown. Jacob, choose your seat." Mr. Smith droned, less excited then the day before.
"Um, Mr.," he started as he looked at the teacher's faculty nametag, "Smith, I don't go by Jacob, I go by Jake." He said hotly.
"What is it with you New Yorkers that makes you think you can talk to me like that! I am and adult and I will call you what I want to call you. I will call you what it says on my roll sheet." Mr. Smith said, standing tall and TRYING to act all in control.
"Excuse me, are you stereotyping me? What do you mean by 'you New Yorkers'? Does Eph get on your nerves? No, too late I don't care." Jake said, getting angry.
"Sit down Jacob." Mr. Smith said, agitation evident in his voice.
"I think I will." Jake said glaring as he walked to an empty seat in front of Ephram so he could turn around and talk to him and Dicey during class...he could sense he wasn't going to like Biology at all...
"Hey Jake, I see you aren't fond of Mr. Smith, huh?" Ephram whispered, a smirk evident on his face.
"Thank you Captain Obvious...I don't like him and I haven't been here five minutes..." Jake said before turning around and looking back up to the front of the class...life stunk...no wonder Ephram complained so much...
A girl was talking to her friends feverishly about the newcomer.
"Oh, my, gosh Becky! He is sooooo hot!" a girl, Melissa Gilbert chatted to her friend.
"He has blue spiked hair Mel, I thought we didn't like freaks, remember? That's why we don't like Mr. Purple Hair. Gosh, don't you ever pay attention?" Becky Mikeworth said, flipping her perfect hair.
"But Beck! He's cute too!! Argh...no fair. Okay, fine, they aren't, you happy?" the clueless Melissa said, totally unaware of the fact that you don't have to let other people choose who you find cute...but we can't ask that, much of her.
"Much better. Besides, someone could've heard you...I'm doing you a favor Melissa. Now shut up and listen! I saw this really hot guy at the mall in Denver the other day..."
They endured more lecturing before finally, the moment of truth...the bell rang and they were out of that classroom like a moth to the flame.
Ephram was walking down the hall, half looking for Amy while he put in his combination and opened his locker. As soon as he put his Biology book in his locker and got his Algebra book, the locker suddenly slammed shut. He jumped back and checked his hands to make sure all fingers were still attached. Okay, all eight, wait, wasn't their ten? Oh yeah, thumbs don't count...
As soon as that was done, he looked up only to see an angry Wendell...
"Some friend you are! Some pretty girl and some random guy show up and now you ignore me? I've been trying to catch up for 2 MINUTES! What's up with that?" Wendell complained, throwing his hands up in the air.
The three just stared at him.
"Um Wendell, these are my friends from New York and if you've been calling my name, why didn't you just come, the halls aren't THAT crowded or yelling wouldn't make a difference anyway. And actually, I've been ignoring you since Amy too. You forgot Amy in there." Ephram said precisely.
"That's even worse! I was your FIRST FRIEND and now you just ditch me...I see how it is..." Wendell says, trying to sound dejected but truthfully sounding like a dying cat.
"Well, that's always a plus." Dicey said jokingly as she grinned and walked closer to Ephram.
He looked like he was about to say something but Ephram interrupted, saying he had to go to class and he would see him later.
"Gosh, he's weird...to think you resorted to that Moz...he's kinda creepy..." Jake said.
"Yeah, now you feel my pain." Ephram said with a laugh. "Hey, what do you have next?"
Jake took out his schedule and looked at second period. With a groan, he said Algebra and Ephram grinned.
"So do I! Poor Dicey has to go to her class all be her lonesome." Ephram said, making a pouty face at Dicey as she hit his arm.
"Shuttup! I don't need you guys anyway." She said, putting her hands on her hips and tried to frown at them...resulting in all three of them laughing.
Amy then walked up, and in perfect condition as if she was never sick...maybe because she never WAS sick but that isn't the point, now is it?
Flipping her hair and putting on her sweet smile, she walked up to the threesome. Then it hit her that there were three...not one...not two people...three...when did THIS happen? She's gone for less than one day and ANOTHER long lost friend shows up...great luck...
"Hi Ephram." Amy said as she walked up, trying to suppress a glare at Dicey. She didn't know why but she didn't like her...she felt almost...threatened by her. Sure it was childish but she couldn't help it. It bothered her.
"Hi Amy. You know Dicey, right? Right. But you don't know Jake. Amy, this is Jake Martin. Jake, this is Amy Abbott." Ephram said.
"Hello Jake. You a friend of Ephram too? What are you doing Ham, moving all of New York here?" Amy asked with a smile.
"I try." He answered with a grin as Dicey let loose and glared at Amy. Amy glared back. Ephram stopped smiling as he looked between the two girls in confusion.
"Nice outfit." Amy said cocking an eyebrow and crossed her arms across her chest.
Dicey glared at her and said, "Thanks...but you want to know what? Screw off!" She shot the birdie and walked stalked off.
"This is humorous." Jake said with a smirk as Dicey turned to looked at him and then turned away again before glaring at him too. Amy blushed slightly and made some excuse about going to class and Ephram still seemed confused.
"What was that all about?" Ephram asked Dicey as he and Jake walked with her to class.
"Nothing. I just don't like her..." Dicey said, raising her chin and hugging her binder closer to her chest.
"Why not? What did she do? Is she too preppy for you or do you just not like her?" Ephram said with humor, keeping himself from laughing at Dicey's little issue with Amy.
"I just don't okay?" she said angrily as she stormed into her History class.
Ephram stared at the door as the bell rang loudly and people around him rushed into their own respective classrooms. He didn't care that he was on the opposite side of the building and he would be late again. He was just dumbfounded that Dicey had gotten so mad about Amy. What reason did she have to be mad? It's not like Amy likes him or anything. Why would she care anyway? She doesn't like him...does she?
"Hey Moz, c'mon! We're already late for class. She'll get over it. She's probably just jealous of that Amy chick. I wouldn't ponder upon it too much." Jake said as he pushed Ephram along to their Math class.
Dicey sat in her American History class, not paying attention to Mr. Hancock drone on about the American Revolution. Her mind was on Ephram and Amy...
Could he like me? He seemed to...no, he can't! He has to like me! Hey, since when do I want my best friend's ex? What is the world coming to...this is Ephram we're talking about, not someone else...oh, Rika would know what to do...even Krista would...she'd probably tell me to screw off but oh well...no she wouldn't, would she? Oh, my head hurts...
Who cares about History anyway...he said that Amy girl wasn't his girlfriend but I'm not sure...she seems to like him. She's challenging me! I see it now...wait, I'm deffinantly not thinking straight...I don't even know her...this is what I get for not sleeping for more than 4 hours...ah man...
"-Miss Johnson? Can you tell me who won the Battle of Bunker Hill?" Mr. Hancock said, tapping his fingers on his arm impatiently.
"Huh? What?" she stuttered as she realized she should've been paying attention.
"I asked you a question." He said, narrowing his eyes.
"I guess I wasn't paying attention. I'm sorry, could you repeat it?" she asked as boldly as she could.
"No, I will not repeat it, but I will give you this one chance because you're new." Mr. Hancock said as he continued with his lecture.
Dicey decided at that point that it would be smart to pay attention...
Meanwhile Ephram doing his share of pondering...
I wonder what was up with Dicey. I can't believe she did that to Amy...what did Amy ever do to her? Sure she commented on her 'style' but still...wasn't that overreacting a bit? Well, then again, I would probably react similar to that if it wasn't Amy...so yeah, I understand her...but then she got mad at me...girls are so weird...eh, I wonder if Jake ever has this problem...he could probably figure it out...I'm so tired...
And last, the thoughts of Jake Martin...
Ephram is having major issues, as is Dicey. Dicey is in love with her best friend's ex boyfriend, who has been her other best friend since before the beginning of time. Ephram is stuck in the middle of a tugging love triangle between best friend and manipulative friend who it is hard to tell if she likes him or not...oh well...that's his problem...I wonder what's for lunch...
Tada! That's it for Chapter 6...whoohoo...