Lena walked into the lunchroom looking for her purple haired friend. She spotted him sitting alone and went to join him. She sat across form him and when he didn't' notice her she followed his gaze, right to Amy. "She's pretty." Lena stated plainly. He noticed her and turned to face her. "She's a bitch." Ephram stated right back. "Hey now, do you even have a reason to hate her?" Lena asked jokingly. "Do you have a name?" Ephram said, returning her joking tone. "Touché." Lena quipped; popping open a coke can that she had gotten from the soda machine. "So what's your story-why are you not alive with preppiness like the rest of this place?" Lena asked Ephram. He shrugged. "Not much to tell. Mom died in a car accident, dad went crazy-I still hate him; we never really had a relationship, ended up here, had to parent my little sister for awhile, fell in love with a girl who's in love with a guy who's in a coma-dads conveniently a brain surgeon-used me to get him out of coma and broke my heart into a million pieces." Ephram recapped. "Geez, makes my life seem like a picnic." Lena said, Ephram trying very hard to hold back a smile. Lena punched his arm playfully. "Punks don't smile." She joked and Ephram nodded. "Right." He said smirking. "What about you?" Ephram asked. "Well-my mom and dad were best friends-they got married and had me. Right after they both decided they weren't ready for a kid and they dumped me in foster care when I was 6. I was adopted by a nice family who lived is Massachusetts and they just recently moved here, they wanted me to meet my closest step relative-I guess you'd call her. So in short came out here to meet my Aunt for no reason and become her primary babysitter, but she's really nice. I'll still a bit mad at my mom and dad but it'll blow over-you can't stay mad at people who've given you a second chance." Lena filled Ephram in-trying to smile.
Ephram sees her shield crack and tries to cheer. "Sounds almost like my life." Lena managed a small smile. "You know what? I better give you a nickname before someone else does, but first-let's have the real name." Ephram said, trying to get back to a cheerier subject. Lena laughed but questioned. "I need a nickname-what is it with this town?" "Everyone in Everwood has a nickname-it's a town thing." Ephram explained. "What's yours?" Lena asked. "Ham." Ephram answered. "Like the deli meat?" Lena said, smirking a bit. "Hence the problem with the name-but actually it's short for Hamlet." Ephram explained. Lena grinned. "The dark prince in person-I can't say it doesn't fit you." Lena commented. "What-like everyone doesn't have a dark side?" Ephram asked. "I never said that-I never told you my name; shadiness-see?" Lena pointed out. "That's true-you didn't." Ephram said-smirking. "Lena, Lena Adams." She said-showing Ephram her Bond impression. Ephram laughed. "You really suck at that." He said through a fit of laughter. Lena punched him playfully. "So can I ask you a question? What's up with your hair?" He questioned, motioning to her navy blue white streaked hair. Lena gasped in mock horror. "You don't like it?" she joked. "This coming from 'The Great Purple Haired One'?" "Point taken-but…" Ephram pushed. "Blue and white-the Greek flag colors-I dig Greece." She explained, grinning. Ephram laughed. "So about this nickname-when do I get it?" she asked. "I half to find the perfect name-but soon-god forbid you get nicknamed by Bright over there," Ephram said, pointing out Bright at Amy's table, "He'd probably name you 'Hey you! With the weird hair!'" Ephram said, making Lena laugh.
"Looks like Goth Guy found another freak to hang with." Kayla said, smirking while commenting on Lena with Amy. Amy watched and smirked in agreement; trying not to let her friends catch on to how she was really feeling.
-Yes, the nickname thing was kinda outta character, sorry for that! Expecting your reviews(^-~), EphramsBabyGurl-