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 10
She managed to make it to her next class. Of course, it was no trouble considering the fact that it was quite easy for one to navigate oneself through the small corridors and buildings. The only thing that stalled Wendy was the mass of students crowding the hallway, intentionally trying to be late. Wendy walked to her Chemistry class and talked to her teacher like what she had been usually doing. She received her books and assigned seat and rested against it until the second bell rang.
And so, Chemistry went by like a flash. All she managed to do was to write a load of more poems. Class went by slowly but it didn't matter to Wendy. It gave her more time to write. So when class ended, Wendy felt quite melancholy. She walked to her locker and stuffed her new books inside. Afterwards she went to her Geometry class and retrieved a new set of books. She sat at her seat and began reviewing the various postulates and theorems.
Geometry was, surprisingly, the only subject that Wendy didn't do too well in. Her former teacher never really explained anything. So obviously, it wasn't too easy to get by. However, class went by easy enough. Some of the people that were in her English class were also in this class. Ephram wasn't there but Amy sure was. Wendy felt sharp pricks going through the back of her neck throughout the whole class period. It was difficult to concentrate but Wendy managed to get through it.
Her last class was Algebra 2. She knew she was going to see a few people she knew. Some from her Spanish class and some from her Dance class. She knew the people in her Spanish class were juniors and some people from her Dance class were juniors too. So it would be good to know that she would see people she recognized. She knew regular sophomores aren't really allowed to be in Algebra 2 so she wouldn't see Amy. It took a long time to convince the roster office that Wendy should be in, but Aaron managed to do so.
She received her books and waited to see who would come. The bell rang once again and juniors flooded the classroom. She saw a few people she recognized from Dance and waved at them. She also saw some people from her Spanish class but since she didn't really know them, she didn't wave. The teacher soon after walked from his chair and closed the door. He began his lesson but was soon interrupted by the opening of the door.
The ruffled Collin stood at the door. He gave a sheepish look and apologized for being late. The teacher, Mr. Bennett, yelled at him a little and gave him after school detention. Collin gave a cold look at him and sat at his seat. He saw Wendy and gave a little smile.
The lesson began again and Mr. Bennett gave out classwork for everyone to do. Wendy had a little trouble with the new material, but after reading over the lesson in the textbook, she managed to work through it all. Wendy could tell other students in the class were having serious trouble with the classwork. She figured that Mr. Bennett usually didn't help them while they were doing the work, but afterwards when he does an oral checkup.
Wendy was right. He reviewed everything and Wendy found that she was the best one who understood it all by herself. She still had to give step-by-step directions, but Wendy was okay with that since it did help the others. Before she knew it, the bell rung and Mr. Bennett gave out a homework assignment before everyone ran out. Wendy copied it down in her Central High agenda planner. It seemed kind of weird using it, considering she was in a different school, but it was a habit she developed.
She walked out of the classroom, chatting with Collin for a little bit until she walked a different direction. She said 'bye' and left to her locker. She opened her agenda planner and read it for a little bit. She took a few books out of her locker and then shut it. There, she faced a familiar boy behind her locker. It was the guy that pointed at her when he and Ephram were talking.
"You're new here, aren't you?" he said rather quickly.
She blinked. "Yes I am," and turned and walked in a different direction.
He followed her. "I see you made an enemy with the most popular girl in school."
Wendy stopped and looked at him, "No I didn't. I just got here. I barely know anybody, and they barely know me."
"That's what YOU think. But I know this school and its people. We know everything," he said mysteriously. "Name's Wendell. At your service," he saluted.
Wendy looked at him and then walked towards the entrance to the school. Wendell rushed to catch up with her. "I can be quite helpful sometimes. I'm like a..." he thought for a second, "A cartel, you could say."
She continued to walk and spoke, "Why would I need a cartel? And plus, why would you call yourself a cartel? Isn't it 'Every man for himself'?"
He shrugged, even though he knew she couldn't see it, "I have my reasons. I love helping people. No strings attached. You might need help every now and then. Who knows?"
She turned around, "Maybe so, but not now. Umm..." she thought, "I'll give you a call if I do. I gotta run now. Bye!" and she dashed away.
Wendy looked back, seeing if Wendell was still following her. She didn't see him and figured he was satisfied with her answer. Usually she would be friendly towards people but Wendell popped up behind her locker and startled her. Plus the way he talked annoyed Wendy a little. She sighed and shrugged it off. She walked home and dropped everything down. She looked at the time and found she had fifteen minutes until she had to go to work. She decided she might as well start walking. She grabbed her coat and the Lord of the Flies book and started towards Chino's Chinese-Italian Restaurant.
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 10
She managed to make it to her next class. Of course, it was no trouble considering the fact that it was quite easy for one to navigate oneself through the small corridors and buildings. The only thing that stalled Wendy was the mass of students crowding the hallway, intentionally trying to be late. Wendy walked to her Chemistry class and talked to her teacher like what she had been usually doing. She received her books and assigned seat and rested against it until the second bell rang.
And so, Chemistry went by like a flash. All she managed to do was to write a load of more poems. Class went by slowly but it didn't matter to Wendy. It gave her more time to write. So when class ended, Wendy felt quite melancholy. She walked to her locker and stuffed her new books inside. Afterwards she went to her Geometry class and retrieved a new set of books. She sat at her seat and began reviewing the various postulates and theorems.
Geometry was, surprisingly, the only subject that Wendy didn't do too well in. Her former teacher never really explained anything. So obviously, it wasn't too easy to get by. However, class went by easy enough. Some of the people that were in her English class were also in this class. Ephram wasn't there but Amy sure was. Wendy felt sharp pricks going through the back of her neck throughout the whole class period. It was difficult to concentrate but Wendy managed to get through it.
Her last class was Algebra 2. She knew she was going to see a few people she knew. Some from her Spanish class and some from her Dance class. She knew the people in her Spanish class were juniors and some people from her Dance class were juniors too. So it would be good to know that she would see people she recognized. She knew regular sophomores aren't really allowed to be in Algebra 2 so she wouldn't see Amy. It took a long time to convince the roster office that Wendy should be in, but Aaron managed to do so.
She received her books and waited to see who would come. The bell rang once again and juniors flooded the classroom. She saw a few people she recognized from Dance and waved at them. She also saw some people from her Spanish class but since she didn't really know them, she didn't wave. The teacher soon after walked from his chair and closed the door. He began his lesson but was soon interrupted by the opening of the door.
The ruffled Collin stood at the door. He gave a sheepish look and apologized for being late. The teacher, Mr. Bennett, yelled at him a little and gave him after school detention. Collin gave a cold look at him and sat at his seat. He saw Wendy and gave a little smile.
The lesson began again and Mr. Bennett gave out classwork for everyone to do. Wendy had a little trouble with the new material, but after reading over the lesson in the textbook, she managed to work through it all. Wendy could tell other students in the class were having serious trouble with the classwork. She figured that Mr. Bennett usually didn't help them while they were doing the work, but afterwards when he does an oral checkup.
Wendy was right. He reviewed everything and Wendy found that she was the best one who understood it all by herself. She still had to give step-by-step directions, but Wendy was okay with that since it did help the others. Before she knew it, the bell rung and Mr. Bennett gave out a homework assignment before everyone ran out. Wendy copied it down in her Central High agenda planner. It seemed kind of weird using it, considering she was in a different school, but it was a habit she developed.
She walked out of the classroom, chatting with Collin for a little bit until she walked a different direction. She said 'bye' and left to her locker. She opened her agenda planner and read it for a little bit. She took a few books out of her locker and then shut it. There, she faced a familiar boy behind her locker. It was the guy that pointed at her when he and Ephram were talking.
"You're new here, aren't you?" he said rather quickly.
She blinked. "Yes I am," and turned and walked in a different direction.
He followed her. "I see you made an enemy with the most popular girl in school."
Wendy stopped and looked at him, "No I didn't. I just got here. I barely know anybody, and they barely know me."
"That's what YOU think. But I know this school and its people. We know everything," he said mysteriously. "Name's Wendell. At your service," he saluted.
Wendy looked at him and then walked towards the entrance to the school. Wendell rushed to catch up with her. "I can be quite helpful sometimes. I'm like a..." he thought for a second, "A cartel, you could say."
She continued to walk and spoke, "Why would I need a cartel? And plus, why would you call yourself a cartel? Isn't it 'Every man for himself'?"
He shrugged, even though he knew she couldn't see it, "I have my reasons. I love helping people. No strings attached. You might need help every now and then. Who knows?"
She turned around, "Maybe so, but not now. Umm..." she thought, "I'll give you a call if I do. I gotta run now. Bye!" and she dashed away.
Wendy looked back, seeing if Wendell was still following her. She didn't see him and figured he was satisfied with her answer. Usually she would be friendly towards people but Wendell popped up behind her locker and startled her. Plus the way he talked annoyed Wendy a little. She sighed and shrugged it off. She walked home and dropped everything down. She looked at the time and found she had fifteen minutes until she had to go to work. She decided she might as well start walking. She grabbed her coat and the Lord of the Flies book and started towards Chino's Chinese-Italian Restaurant.