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 14
Wendell jumped in happiness and surprised, "Really? It's about time this charming fellow got this beautiful princess," he winked and ran to class.
Wendy stared at him and then felt a breeze pass once he left. She walked into class, not noticing gaping faces that had surrounded the two. She heard the whispers behind her as she walked in. She didn't care. She was going to the formal!
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Ephram Brown was having the worst day of his life. He got in trouble with his advisor just because Wendell happened to be doodling on Ephram's desk. Because of that, his attention was derived from the Geometry homework he had to finish. Unfortunately for Ephram, Geometry was first period and not doing the assignment called for a lunch detention.
Then again, when Ephram thought about it, it wasn't necessarily the worst day. The worst day of his life was when his mother died. In his mind, he still considered her accident was actually his fault. If only he told his mother that his father didn't have to go... If only she told him to give up earlier... If only he didn't let her come...
Ephram slouched in his seat at English. The thoughts of that night overwhelmed him. Wendy noticed the change in Ephram's posture and tapped him on the shoulder. Ephram snapped out of his thoughts and turned to Wendy. Wendy gave him a pleasant smile.
"Who's cooler: Tsuzuki or Hisoka?" she whispered wickedly.
Ephram gave her a confused look and turn back to face Mr. Donnell. He resumed his slouching position and said in a soft, yet amused, voice, "Tsuzuki of course. He's so funny! But then when he fights, he gets strong and serious."
Ephram could only hear a stiffened giggle and he could guess that Wendy was satisfied with his answer. He gave a soft smile and began to copy notes that Mr. Donnell told them to copy. Somehow, he felt comforted now that his mind was off his mother. Instead, it was on the question that Wendy asked him. It didn't seem like a difficult question to answer. But Ephram began elaborating on his defense against Hisoka. Then, adding Muraki into the picture. Yup, Yami no Matsuei was definitely a good anime and hard to choose favorites.
After class, Amy, Ephram, Wendell and Wendy walked out together. Amy and Wendy were still not on so good terms. However, they were willing to walk out together; as long as there were people in-between. Amy left the three soon, though. She spotted Collin, said her 'I'll catch up with you guys later' and ran off to give Collin a hug. Ephram felt a tug in his heart once he saw the two. He turned his head and focused on Wendell and Wendy.
"Well Ephram?" Wendy said as she eyed Ephram curiously.
Ephram turned around for another glance at Amy and then turned back to Wendy, "Uh..." he stuttered, "what?"
He saw her glance behind him and she turned her head. After a split-second, she plastered a huge smile on her face and spoke in a jovial voice, "I said, 'Are you going to the formal?' What? Is it too hard of a question to answer? I know my Yami no Matsuei question got to you."
He snapped out of another trance and spoke, "Oh yeah! Instead of Tsuzuki, I choose Muraki!"
Wendell ignored his reply and told Wendy, "Since you two seem to be talking about something I have no interest in, I've got to go to make a few phone calls. See you later," he winked.
Wendy smiled at his direction, waved, and said thanks. When she faced Ephram, he gave her a curious look that she ignored and walked off. Ephram followed her as usual and she suddenly turned around.
"Why?"
"Because he's a psycho that wants to kill his dead brother."
"Good answer," she stated and continued, "Are you ever going to answer the question I asked before?"
"Huh?" he thought about it for a second, "Oh! No, I'm not going." He turned his head.
"Eh..." she said slyly, "Why not? I heard it's going to be fun!"
"A couple of reasons why. Plus, me and social events don't exactly mix."
"Oh yeah! I heard about that time at somebody's party. I can't remember who, but I heard you got drunk?"
Ephram turned red, "Oh, another reason. Thanks for reminding me."
Wendy tiptoed to pat Ephram on the head, "It's okay Ephram." She reached her natural height and smiled at him as usual, "It doesn't mean you'll get drunk again. Unless something really bad happens that involves a certain blonde with a boyfriend." She coughed.
Ephram's eyes grew big and he started to walk away, "Now I know I'm definitely not going."
She grabbed his fleeing arm and attempted to swing him around to face her, "Just messin' around. Don't get pissy. Come! I promise you'll have fun!"
Ephram coughed out something but Wendy couldn't make out the words and said, "What did you say?" Ephram mumbled something and again, Wendy questioned him. Just when he was about to say it again, the second bell rung. They were going to be in trouble if they got caught roaming the halls. So Ephram hurried off to his locker, promising to tell her later in the lunchroom.
The truth was that Ephram didn't have a date. He would've asked Amy, if only Collin was still in that coma. Amy was the only person he would even want to go with. Amy was the only female he talked to, well, besides Wendy. Wendy was just a friend to Ephram. He never even thought of asking Wendy because he knew she probably had a date already. Who it was remained a mystery to him.
He gone to his locker and stuffed his books in it. He noticed his Geometry textbook and smacked his head. He forgot all about his lunch detention. He grabbed his textbook and scrambled towards his Geometry classroom. Wendy was going to hate him for breaking, yet another, promise. It was definitely a bad day for Ephram.
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 14
Wendell jumped in happiness and surprised, "Really? It's about time this charming fellow got this beautiful princess," he winked and ran to class.
Wendy stared at him and then felt a breeze pass once he left. She walked into class, not noticing gaping faces that had surrounded the two. She heard the whispers behind her as she walked in. She didn't care. She was going to the formal!
****
Ephram Brown was having the worst day of his life. He got in trouble with his advisor just because Wendell happened to be doodling on Ephram's desk. Because of that, his attention was derived from the Geometry homework he had to finish. Unfortunately for Ephram, Geometry was first period and not doing the assignment called for a lunch detention.
Then again, when Ephram thought about it, it wasn't necessarily the worst day. The worst day of his life was when his mother died. In his mind, he still considered her accident was actually his fault. If only he told his mother that his father didn't have to go... If only she told him to give up earlier... If only he didn't let her come...
Ephram slouched in his seat at English. The thoughts of that night overwhelmed him. Wendy noticed the change in Ephram's posture and tapped him on the shoulder. Ephram snapped out of his thoughts and turned to Wendy. Wendy gave him a pleasant smile.
"Who's cooler: Tsuzuki or Hisoka?" she whispered wickedly.
Ephram gave her a confused look and turn back to face Mr. Donnell. He resumed his slouching position and said in a soft, yet amused, voice, "Tsuzuki of course. He's so funny! But then when he fights, he gets strong and serious."
Ephram could only hear a stiffened giggle and he could guess that Wendy was satisfied with his answer. He gave a soft smile and began to copy notes that Mr. Donnell told them to copy. Somehow, he felt comforted now that his mind was off his mother. Instead, it was on the question that Wendy asked him. It didn't seem like a difficult question to answer. But Ephram began elaborating on his defense against Hisoka. Then, adding Muraki into the picture. Yup, Yami no Matsuei was definitely a good anime and hard to choose favorites.
After class, Amy, Ephram, Wendell and Wendy walked out together. Amy and Wendy were still not on so good terms. However, they were willing to walk out together; as long as there were people in-between. Amy left the three soon, though. She spotted Collin, said her 'I'll catch up with you guys later' and ran off to give Collin a hug. Ephram felt a tug in his heart once he saw the two. He turned his head and focused on Wendell and Wendy.
"Well Ephram?" Wendy said as she eyed Ephram curiously.
Ephram turned around for another glance at Amy and then turned back to Wendy, "Uh..." he stuttered, "what?"
He saw her glance behind him and she turned her head. After a split-second, she plastered a huge smile on her face and spoke in a jovial voice, "I said, 'Are you going to the formal?' What? Is it too hard of a question to answer? I know my Yami no Matsuei question got to you."
He snapped out of another trance and spoke, "Oh yeah! Instead of Tsuzuki, I choose Muraki!"
Wendell ignored his reply and told Wendy, "Since you two seem to be talking about something I have no interest in, I've got to go to make a few phone calls. See you later," he winked.
Wendy smiled at his direction, waved, and said thanks. When she faced Ephram, he gave her a curious look that she ignored and walked off. Ephram followed her as usual and she suddenly turned around.
"Why?"
"Because he's a psycho that wants to kill his dead brother."
"Good answer," she stated and continued, "Are you ever going to answer the question I asked before?"
"Huh?" he thought about it for a second, "Oh! No, I'm not going." He turned his head.
"Eh..." she said slyly, "Why not? I heard it's going to be fun!"
"A couple of reasons why. Plus, me and social events don't exactly mix."
"Oh yeah! I heard about that time at somebody's party. I can't remember who, but I heard you got drunk?"
Ephram turned red, "Oh, another reason. Thanks for reminding me."
Wendy tiptoed to pat Ephram on the head, "It's okay Ephram." She reached her natural height and smiled at him as usual, "It doesn't mean you'll get drunk again. Unless something really bad happens that involves a certain blonde with a boyfriend." She coughed.
Ephram's eyes grew big and he started to walk away, "Now I know I'm definitely not going."
She grabbed his fleeing arm and attempted to swing him around to face her, "Just messin' around. Don't get pissy. Come! I promise you'll have fun!"
Ephram coughed out something but Wendy couldn't make out the words and said, "What did you say?" Ephram mumbled something and again, Wendy questioned him. Just when he was about to say it again, the second bell rung. They were going to be in trouble if they got caught roaming the halls. So Ephram hurried off to his locker, promising to tell her later in the lunchroom.
The truth was that Ephram didn't have a date. He would've asked Amy, if only Collin was still in that coma. Amy was the only person he would even want to go with. Amy was the only female he talked to, well, besides Wendy. Wendy was just a friend to Ephram. He never even thought of asking Wendy because he knew she probably had a date already. Who it was remained a mystery to him.
He gone to his locker and stuffed his books in it. He noticed his Geometry textbook and smacked his head. He forgot all about his lunch detention. He grabbed his textbook and scrambled towards his Geometry classroom. Wendy was going to hate him for breaking, yet another, promise. It was definitely a bad day for Ephram.