This is an Everwood fanfic written by me, kaze.
Please do not steal and say it's yours. Ask me for permission to post it up or something.
Characters are copyrighted by Warner Brothers and belong to Gregory Berlanti.
However, Aaron and Wendy are MINE.
I might not be able to complete this fanfic but keep supporting me and maybe I will!
Thank you and enjoy the story!
Chapter 8
She watched as everybody who entered sat at his or her respective seats. She looked at her composition book for a second and put it away into her book bag. Once she looked up, she saw a pair of green eyes staring at her in amusement.
She recognized the face immediately and brightened up, "Hey! It's you! The boy that lives next door to Nina!"
He gave a smirk, "Ephram. We never exchanged names."
"Wendy," she held out her hand, "I see your obsession with Ryoga."
He gave a confused look, "Who's Ryoga?"
She pointed at his shirt where a picture of a small black pig with a yellow-orange mixed with black bandana on laid, "Ryoga. I suspect you thought his name was Ri-yo-ga. In Japanese, it's really pronounce Ryo-ga."
He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by the sudden booming of Mr. Donnell, "Class! Settle down! Pop-quiz on chapters seven through nine! Come on now! Take out a piece of paper and get ready! Wendy, you don't have to take it since you're new here."
Ephram gave an agitated sigh and mouthed to Wendy, 'I'll have to talk to you later.'
Wendy beamed and took out her composition book, having a sudden inspiration for a poem. Mr. Donnell boomed out questions during the pop-quiz and Wendy no longer felt the need to write. She began to read the book that they were assigned: Lord of the Flies by William Golding. Wendy was a little familiar to this book, having had to read in freshmen year, but she never did complete the book. She had the unluckiness to be transferred out of the class before she was able to finish it. She skimmed through the pages, recognizing the text, up to chapter six of the book. By then, the quiz had already been over and Wendy looked up, only to be faced by Ephram once again.
She gave him a grin and he was a little surprised. "Where did you come from anyway? Not a lot of people know about Ranma ½," he gave her a weird look.
She pulled her white, long sleeved sweater closer to her, getting chills, grinned once again and said, "I'm from Philly, but then again, not a lot of people know about Ranma. My sister had a BIG obsession with anime and my brother and I used to watch it with her…" She thought about what she said for a moment. After a few seconds, she gave another smile, only this one was forced.
Ephram noticed her reaction and gave another weird look. He carefully chose his words, "Well, it's good that there's actually SOMEONE who knows who this pig is. Otherwise in a few days I would die knowing that I couldn't say anything about things I own." He gave a small smile.
"Hey you lasted a few months! Who said you couldn't last a few more days?" she repeated the gesture.
Wendy had a good feeling about Ephram. There was something about Ephram that she liked. He was sort of an outsider and Wendy liked that type. She was used to it at Central. The students there were smart, but most of them were pretty weird. There is always a down to an up; In this case, the students were smart, but very weird.
During the rest of the class period, Wendy and Ephram were talking about random things. Wendy had found her new set of notes, which she thanked Ephram endlessly. She also found out that he liked lots of other animes including Weiß Kreuz, Ayashi no Ceres, Inuyasha, Tales of Eternia and plenty more, some of which Wendy had only heard of. But of course, Ranma ½ was Ephram's favorite anime of all. Ephram had his way of surprise too. Wendy knew and saw of far too many animes that Ephram had never heard of. He was interested in all of them. It was too bad that all of the animes and mangas that Wendy and her family had once owned were all burned.
With the exception of one.
Wendy had just remembered that she loaned an anime to her friend in Philadelphia. She never did receive it back, but it was saved. She also remembered that she loaned a few others to her friend that was on CD. Her friend had burned them on other CDs and Wendy smacked her forehead. Ephram gave her a questionable look but she ignored him. She told him she gave her animes to her friend when he asked, which wasn't necessarily a lie. She also told him that she'd let him watch it once she gets it over here. Wendy could see the internal struggle that Ephram was facing, but she put it off, saying that she wanted to watch the animes too. She gave him a reassuring smile.
She held her chin in her hand and gave him a big grin. She felt a nasty little prick on her right side and changed the angle of her arm. There a girl stared at her. The girl had long, blonde hair and the look she had on did not suit her. It was obvious to Wendy that this girl seemed not to like her. For what reason Wendy was determined to figure out. In the meantime, Wendy decided to give the girl a friendly smile before talking to her, just to show that Wendy was not looking for a fight.
The bell rung not long after. Time seemed to go by fast when you have someone to talk to. Wendy walked out of the classroom door with Ephram, still chatting about anime and other subjects that seemed to have come out. They walked on until Wendy finally realized that she wanted to talk to that girl for a while. Wendy excused herself and ran out, leaving Ephram in shock once again. She looked around for the girl. Seeing that Wendy couldn't find her, she walked dejectedly to her locker and stuffed her Spanish and English books inside.
She momentarily forgot about the meeting with Collin until she looked at her Spanish book. Collin was a nice guy. He was a little dense about the subject of Spanish, but that was to be expected. She didn't know how her next classes were going to be like, so there was no point in the locker. She slammed the locker shut and locked the lock in place. She took long strides to the lunchroom and waved at a few classmates from dance class that she recognized.
She got to the lunchroom and smelled the food. She recognized the smell and decided to go against eating it. Instead she walked over to a soda machine and bought a drink with the little spare money she had. She walked around the lunchroom looking for Collin and his friends. She gave up after a while and spotted a table where Ephram was seated with this other boy. She was walking towards them until she heard her name being called.
Please do not steal and say it's yours. Ask me for permission to post it up or something.
Characters are copyrighted by Warner Brothers and belong to Gregory Berlanti.
However, Aaron and Wendy are MINE.
I might not be able to complete this fanfic but keep supporting me and maybe I will!
Thank you and enjoy the story!
Chapter 8
She watched as everybody who entered sat at his or her respective seats. She looked at her composition book for a second and put it away into her book bag. Once she looked up, she saw a pair of green eyes staring at her in amusement.
She recognized the face immediately and brightened up, "Hey! It's you! The boy that lives next door to Nina!"
He gave a smirk, "Ephram. We never exchanged names."
"Wendy," she held out her hand, "I see your obsession with Ryoga."
He gave a confused look, "Who's Ryoga?"
She pointed at his shirt where a picture of a small black pig with a yellow-orange mixed with black bandana on laid, "Ryoga. I suspect you thought his name was Ri-yo-ga. In Japanese, it's really pronounce Ryo-ga."
He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by the sudden booming of Mr. Donnell, "Class! Settle down! Pop-quiz on chapters seven through nine! Come on now! Take out a piece of paper and get ready! Wendy, you don't have to take it since you're new here."
Ephram gave an agitated sigh and mouthed to Wendy, 'I'll have to talk to you later.'
Wendy beamed and took out her composition book, having a sudden inspiration for a poem. Mr. Donnell boomed out questions during the pop-quiz and Wendy no longer felt the need to write. She began to read the book that they were assigned: Lord of the Flies by William Golding. Wendy was a little familiar to this book, having had to read in freshmen year, but she never did complete the book. She had the unluckiness to be transferred out of the class before she was able to finish it. She skimmed through the pages, recognizing the text, up to chapter six of the book. By then, the quiz had already been over and Wendy looked up, only to be faced by Ephram once again.
She gave him a grin and he was a little surprised. "Where did you come from anyway? Not a lot of people know about Ranma ½," he gave her a weird look.
She pulled her white, long sleeved sweater closer to her, getting chills, grinned once again and said, "I'm from Philly, but then again, not a lot of people know about Ranma. My sister had a BIG obsession with anime and my brother and I used to watch it with her…" She thought about what she said for a moment. After a few seconds, she gave another smile, only this one was forced.
Ephram noticed her reaction and gave another weird look. He carefully chose his words, "Well, it's good that there's actually SOMEONE who knows who this pig is. Otherwise in a few days I would die knowing that I couldn't say anything about things I own." He gave a small smile.
"Hey you lasted a few months! Who said you couldn't last a few more days?" she repeated the gesture.
Wendy had a good feeling about Ephram. There was something about Ephram that she liked. He was sort of an outsider and Wendy liked that type. She was used to it at Central. The students there were smart, but most of them were pretty weird. There is always a down to an up; In this case, the students were smart, but very weird.
During the rest of the class period, Wendy and Ephram were talking about random things. Wendy had found her new set of notes, which she thanked Ephram endlessly. She also found out that he liked lots of other animes including Weiß Kreuz, Ayashi no Ceres, Inuyasha, Tales of Eternia and plenty more, some of which Wendy had only heard of. But of course, Ranma ½ was Ephram's favorite anime of all. Ephram had his way of surprise too. Wendy knew and saw of far too many animes that Ephram had never heard of. He was interested in all of them. It was too bad that all of the animes and mangas that Wendy and her family had once owned were all burned.
With the exception of one.
Wendy had just remembered that she loaned an anime to her friend in Philadelphia. She never did receive it back, but it was saved. She also remembered that she loaned a few others to her friend that was on CD. Her friend had burned them on other CDs and Wendy smacked her forehead. Ephram gave her a questionable look but she ignored him. She told him she gave her animes to her friend when he asked, which wasn't necessarily a lie. She also told him that she'd let him watch it once she gets it over here. Wendy could see the internal struggle that Ephram was facing, but she put it off, saying that she wanted to watch the animes too. She gave him a reassuring smile.
She held her chin in her hand and gave him a big grin. She felt a nasty little prick on her right side and changed the angle of her arm. There a girl stared at her. The girl had long, blonde hair and the look she had on did not suit her. It was obvious to Wendy that this girl seemed not to like her. For what reason Wendy was determined to figure out. In the meantime, Wendy decided to give the girl a friendly smile before talking to her, just to show that Wendy was not looking for a fight.
The bell rung not long after. Time seemed to go by fast when you have someone to talk to. Wendy walked out of the classroom door with Ephram, still chatting about anime and other subjects that seemed to have come out. They walked on until Wendy finally realized that she wanted to talk to that girl for a while. Wendy excused herself and ran out, leaving Ephram in shock once again. She looked around for the girl. Seeing that Wendy couldn't find her, she walked dejectedly to her locker and stuffed her Spanish and English books inside.
She momentarily forgot about the meeting with Collin until she looked at her Spanish book. Collin was a nice guy. He was a little dense about the subject of Spanish, but that was to be expected. She didn't know how her next classes were going to be like, so there was no point in the locker. She slammed the locker shut and locked the lock in place. She took long strides to the lunchroom and waved at a few classmates from dance class that she recognized.
She got to the lunchroom and smelled the food. She recognized the smell and decided to go against eating it. Instead she walked over to a soda machine and bought a drink with the little spare money she had. She walked around the lunchroom looking for Collin and his friends. She gave up after a while and spotted a table where Ephram was seated with this other boy. She was walking towards them until she heard her name being called.