Right Place, Wrong Time
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the character in this story, except Annette, and Dr. Taylor, the rest belong to the WB.
Rating: PG-13
Ephram walked to the school just as every kid in the whole place was running out of the building, school was out. Bright looked around really fast and saw Ephram. He ran over just as fast.
"Hey man, do you need a ride home?" Ephram smiled, knowing what Bright was getting at, "I'm not letting you get into any trouble, that girl looks like she needs you right now, just don't tell your dad."
Amy came over soon after that, while they were both standing by the truck, "Where have you been?" Amy asked breathlessly.
"I can't tell you yet." Ephram opened the door and Amy got in, not very happy. Ephram got in immediately after her, seeing the look on her face he said, "Look Amy, I'm really sorry, but if I do, things might not go as planned, and trust me, thing REALLY need to go as planned for this to work out." Amy seemed to understand, so Ephram left the subject alone.
"What if your dad asks you where you've been? What are you going to say?" Bright was leaning past Amy to look at Ephram.
"I hope that was rhetorical." Bright gave him a smile and started the truck. They were off to get Ephram home, and still, to his amazement, everything was going just like it needed to.
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Ephram hadn't been asked where he was, he had just been warned never to run off again, and told he was still grounded. Ephram knew this was going to go on for awhile, but if it helped Annette not to do what she threatened, Ephram would take every chance he needed to.
If only Ephram knew how much Annette needed help, he might have changed his mind about telling his father. After all, his dad was the 'Great Dr. Brown,' Ephram had said so himself.
Not everything is as it seems, but this seemed to be fine, so Ephram wouldn't ask Annette any questions, he would just be there for her, as a friend, as a helper, as a listener, and as a mentor.
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Dear Diary,
Ephram is acting even weirder than I thought he would. He lied to Nina, just so he could see a girl. He told her he wanted to go to school, but then ran in the opposite direction when Nina pulled away. Bright said he followed Ephram and I believe him. He even said Ephram planned to meet her on that bridge several times, but I don't know about that. Why does Ephram care about her more than me? Is she that important? And if she is, why? Why is she so special? Why has she taken the only thing I care about away from me? Why can't Ephram just tell me why he sneaks out of his house and lies just to go see her...It can't be that big of a deal. Can it?
All I know is I am very worried about him.
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Ephram sat up in his room, staring at the ceiling when the phone rang. He looked at the caller I.D., and it read McMillan. Ephram freaked, knocked the phone off the hook, but picked it up immediately.
"Hello, Annette?" Ephram was breathing heavily.
"Yeah, sorry it's so late." Ephram looked at his clock; it was only eight- forty-five.
"No problem. Is something wrong?"
"No, I'm fine; I just thought you should know that I called my parents." Ephram's eyes went wide when he heard that.
"How did it go?" He hoped for the best.
"It went great! They want to see me tomorrow, so, I'm sorry, but we can't meet tomorrow." Annette was obviously smiling.
"I think I can survive not getting punished one day." Ephram was smiling too.
The phone clicked, meaning there was someone else on Annette's other line, "I have to go, that's my mom calling back, but I'll see you later!"
"Wait, how did you get my number?" Ephram was still puzzled about that.
"You might be new, but there are such things called phone books in this place." Annette's line clicked again, "I really have to go, bye."
Without even being able to return the farewell, Ephram was hung up on. He had a feeling that things were going to work out.
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Andy looked at the caller I.D., "McMillan, who in the world is that?" He looked at the phone, 'Extension in use,' is what it read.
"Ephram..." Andy walked toward the stairs, "What is he up to?" Then it hit him, that girl, form the other night, it has to be.
Andy walked up to Ephram's door, trying to see if he could hear anything, but all he heard was his son hang up the phone and sigh. Andy slowly tapped on the door, "Ephram who was that?"
He heard footsteps, and soon Ephram was standing face to face with him, "Um...Just a friend from...School." Ephram couldn't tell the truth.
"School huh? Why haven't I heard about this new friend?"
"I, uh, met her today." Ephram knew he shouldn't have said her, but it just slipped.
"Her huh? What is the rest of 'her' name?" Andy had to ask.
Ephram had to think of something as fast as he could, "Gretchen, her name is Gretchen McMillan, and she's new at school." Ephram lied about as well as Andy cooked, and we all know how bad that is.
"New huh? You do realize I CAN tell when you're lying to me? So why don't you spare us all the trouble and tell me what is going on with you lately?" Andy crossed his arms.
"Dad, I know you don't want to hear this, but I can't. It's too important to tell anyone." Ephram looked upset.
"Even me?" Ephram nodded, "Okay, if you say so, but don't go over your head, you've been under a lot of stress lately, and if much else happens to you, I don't know what will happen." Andy ruffled Ephram's hair around quickly, and then walked down the hall.
Ephram knew things were unraveling fast, because Bright had already seen the girl, and his dad knew he was being called by her, and that it was too important to tell. If he kept things a secret for much longer, he knew the stress would get to him, just like his father had said.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the character in this story, except Annette, and Dr. Taylor, the rest belong to the WB.
Rating: PG-13
Ephram walked to the school just as every kid in the whole place was running out of the building, school was out. Bright looked around really fast and saw Ephram. He ran over just as fast.
"Hey man, do you need a ride home?" Ephram smiled, knowing what Bright was getting at, "I'm not letting you get into any trouble, that girl looks like she needs you right now, just don't tell your dad."
Amy came over soon after that, while they were both standing by the truck, "Where have you been?" Amy asked breathlessly.
"I can't tell you yet." Ephram opened the door and Amy got in, not very happy. Ephram got in immediately after her, seeing the look on her face he said, "Look Amy, I'm really sorry, but if I do, things might not go as planned, and trust me, thing REALLY need to go as planned for this to work out." Amy seemed to understand, so Ephram left the subject alone.
"What if your dad asks you where you've been? What are you going to say?" Bright was leaning past Amy to look at Ephram.
"I hope that was rhetorical." Bright gave him a smile and started the truck. They were off to get Ephram home, and still, to his amazement, everything was going just like it needed to.
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Ephram hadn't been asked where he was, he had just been warned never to run off again, and told he was still grounded. Ephram knew this was going to go on for awhile, but if it helped Annette not to do what she threatened, Ephram would take every chance he needed to.
If only Ephram knew how much Annette needed help, he might have changed his mind about telling his father. After all, his dad was the 'Great Dr. Brown,' Ephram had said so himself.
Not everything is as it seems, but this seemed to be fine, so Ephram wouldn't ask Annette any questions, he would just be there for her, as a friend, as a helper, as a listener, and as a mentor.
******
Dear Diary,
Ephram is acting even weirder than I thought he would. He lied to Nina, just so he could see a girl. He told her he wanted to go to school, but then ran in the opposite direction when Nina pulled away. Bright said he followed Ephram and I believe him. He even said Ephram planned to meet her on that bridge several times, but I don't know about that. Why does Ephram care about her more than me? Is she that important? And if she is, why? Why is she so special? Why has she taken the only thing I care about away from me? Why can't Ephram just tell me why he sneaks out of his house and lies just to go see her...It can't be that big of a deal. Can it?
All I know is I am very worried about him.
******
Ephram sat up in his room, staring at the ceiling when the phone rang. He looked at the caller I.D., and it read McMillan. Ephram freaked, knocked the phone off the hook, but picked it up immediately.
"Hello, Annette?" Ephram was breathing heavily.
"Yeah, sorry it's so late." Ephram looked at his clock; it was only eight- forty-five.
"No problem. Is something wrong?"
"No, I'm fine; I just thought you should know that I called my parents." Ephram's eyes went wide when he heard that.
"How did it go?" He hoped for the best.
"It went great! They want to see me tomorrow, so, I'm sorry, but we can't meet tomorrow." Annette was obviously smiling.
"I think I can survive not getting punished one day." Ephram was smiling too.
The phone clicked, meaning there was someone else on Annette's other line, "I have to go, that's my mom calling back, but I'll see you later!"
"Wait, how did you get my number?" Ephram was still puzzled about that.
"You might be new, but there are such things called phone books in this place." Annette's line clicked again, "I really have to go, bye."
Without even being able to return the farewell, Ephram was hung up on. He had a feeling that things were going to work out.
******
Andy looked at the caller I.D., "McMillan, who in the world is that?" He looked at the phone, 'Extension in use,' is what it read.
"Ephram..." Andy walked toward the stairs, "What is he up to?" Then it hit him, that girl, form the other night, it has to be.
Andy walked up to Ephram's door, trying to see if he could hear anything, but all he heard was his son hang up the phone and sigh. Andy slowly tapped on the door, "Ephram who was that?"
He heard footsteps, and soon Ephram was standing face to face with him, "Um...Just a friend from...School." Ephram couldn't tell the truth.
"School huh? Why haven't I heard about this new friend?"
"I, uh, met her today." Ephram knew he shouldn't have said her, but it just slipped.
"Her huh? What is the rest of 'her' name?" Andy had to ask.
Ephram had to think of something as fast as he could, "Gretchen, her name is Gretchen McMillan, and she's new at school." Ephram lied about as well as Andy cooked, and we all know how bad that is.
"New huh? You do realize I CAN tell when you're lying to me? So why don't you spare us all the trouble and tell me what is going on with you lately?" Andy crossed his arms.
"Dad, I know you don't want to hear this, but I can't. It's too important to tell anyone." Ephram looked upset.
"Even me?" Ephram nodded, "Okay, if you say so, but don't go over your head, you've been under a lot of stress lately, and if much else happens to you, I don't know what will happen." Andy ruffled Ephram's hair around quickly, and then walked down the hall.
Ephram knew things were unraveling fast, because Bright had already seen the girl, and his dad knew he was being called by her, and that it was too important to tell. If he kept things a secret for much longer, he knew the stress would get to him, just like his father had said.