Turnarounds
By moonswirl
Disclaimer: It's not mine, alright? Alright.
Rating: G as far as I know, PG to be safe.
Summary: E/L - Post-Unveiling, couple troubles and pleasantries ahead. Starts with Ephram consoling Amy after Colin dumps her, then it ends up in a whole other place.
Pairings: Goes around the lot, Colin/Amy, Ephram/Amy, but it's a Ephram/Laynie fic, so guess where it's all leading ;)
A/N: This is for the people at the Ephram/Laynie thread over at f4f :) Reviews are much appreciated.
Chapter 2
Class ended at last and Laynie packed up her things and walked out into the hall. Her friend Claire caught up with her. "Hey wait up!" They weren't the best of friends, but they some points in common had put them together more than once.
"Waiting," she told her as she waited to let her get in step with her.
"I think Mr. Talbot has broken his own record for how fast he can put students to sleep."
"No kidding, they should just stick coffee pots on all the desks."
"And another test tomorrow," Claire huffed. "I'm gonna go study at the library, wanna come?"
"I guess. Just let me drop by my room to change, I'll meet you there."
"Okay." They split up and Laynie walked the all too familiar path to her room. She'd been glad to be back in some ways, but in others she missed Everwood. She knew it would be better this way, but it didn't make it any easier.
She walked into her room and closed the door. She changed quickly enough and she grabbed her bag. She went to the library and sat with Claire. They began studying in silence.
It took some time before she got that feeling, like someone was watching her. She looked around... nothing. She shook it off and turned back to her book. But the feeling returned. She looked up again, saw nothing again. She sighed and tried to focus again.
"What's wrong?" Claire asked. Laynie looked at her.
"Nothing..." she started, but then she saw it. There was someone outside the window, said someone moving out of view. But she'd seen him now, she wasn't imagining things. "I forgot a book in my room, I'm gonna go get it alright?"
"Sure," Claire told her.
She walked out of the library and put on a straight face, so not to alert anyone. Walking out of the school, she jogged to the side of the building and peeked her head around the corner. She saw a guy looking into the window ahead. He had his back turned, but this being an all-girl school she didn't have to think whether he belonged there or not.
Laynie tiptoed over to the peeper and put a hand on his shoulder. He spun around and knocked her over, but he reached out and took hold of her hands before she could hit the ground. And in that awkward position, she finally got to see who it was.
"Ephram?" He helped her get back up properly.
"Are you okay?" She couldn't even say anything. Part of it because she might have said something harsh, the other because the thought suddenly came to her that they might be caught standing there and they'd both be in trouble.
"Follow me," she told him and she took off down the side of the building. They arrived to a door and she stopped him. She looked inside and, when the coast was clear, she pulled him along. A few minutes later, they were up in her room. She locked the door and turned to him. "What are you doing here?"
He'd thought about it the whole ride over, and in the end he had it memorized. But now, he didn't remember a word of it. "I don't think 'I was in the neighborhood' is going to work." She shook her head. "Alright, but you have to promise to let me finish before saying anything."
"Not saying anything to make me feel any better about this," Laynie told him.
"Okay, well you may or may not know, but Colin and Amy..."
"Broke up, I know. He told me. Also told me you've been going out with Amy."
"Yeah, and that's just the thing. It was all great at first, but then last night when I came home I realized it wasn't right. As much as I'd convinced myself I wanted to be with her... it wasn't the case."
"What?" she asked with a sigh.
"I guess what I'm trying to say is... I missed you. More than you could imagine." She lifted her head from its tilted position, looking at him. Before she could say anything though, there was a knock at the door.
"Miss Hart?" she heard. Ephram opened his mouth to say something, but she put her hand up in front of his mouth.
"Yes?" she answered.
"May I speak with you for a moment?"
"Just a minute!" She pushed Ephram into her closet and quietly closed the door. She brushed at her clothes to straighten them up and went to let the woman in. "What can I do for you?"
"Miss Cochran said you left in a hurry and hadn't returned. She was worried, so I came to see if you were alright."
"I'm fine," she answered quickly. That got the woman's attention. Sister Agnes was a pain in the butts of most of the girls at the school, always putting her nose where it didn't belong. She was the last person Laynie wanted in her room at the moment.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!" There was a small noise in the closet and Sister Agnes looked at the door. Laynie shut her eyes and hoped she'd let it go. But she didn't, reaching for the handle. "Wait!" It was too late and she pulled the door open. Ephram was down on his knees, the noise being when he'd fallen. He looked up at the sour-faced woman.
"Hello." Sister Agnes turned to Laynie.
"I'm getting security." She stomped out and Laynie turned to Ephram, hoping he had an idea of what to do. He got up and went to stand by her.
"Let's just get out of here!"
"I can't do that."
"Sure you can."
"Go where?"
"Anywhere... What about New York?" She looked at him for a second, and then went to the closet. She took a backpack and stuffed some stuff into it. She stood on her bed and opened the window.
"Let's go."
He went to help her get out and followed. He closed the window behind him and looked to Laynie. She was already climbing down the emergency stairs nearby. He followed suit and took off running as soon as his feet had hit the ground.
This was her territory, so he let her lead the way. They sneaked across the grounds and scaled the gate. He went first, jumping down when he'd reached the top, catching her when she jumped afterward.
They ran toward the bus station, ran and didn't look back. They were practically grinning, cheeks red from the exercise and weather. The escape was a rush, enough to keep them in motion the whole way to the station before collapsing on the benches there to catch their breaths.
By moonswirl
Disclaimer: It's not mine, alright? Alright.
Rating: G as far as I know, PG to be safe.
Summary: E/L - Post-Unveiling, couple troubles and pleasantries ahead. Starts with Ephram consoling Amy after Colin dumps her, then it ends up in a whole other place.
Pairings: Goes around the lot, Colin/Amy, Ephram/Amy, but it's a Ephram/Laynie fic, so guess where it's all leading ;)
A/N: This is for the people at the Ephram/Laynie thread over at f4f :) Reviews are much appreciated.
Chapter 2
Class ended at last and Laynie packed up her things and walked out into the hall. Her friend Claire caught up with her. "Hey wait up!" They weren't the best of friends, but they some points in common had put them together more than once.
"Waiting," she told her as she waited to let her get in step with her.
"I think Mr. Talbot has broken his own record for how fast he can put students to sleep."
"No kidding, they should just stick coffee pots on all the desks."
"And another test tomorrow," Claire huffed. "I'm gonna go study at the library, wanna come?"
"I guess. Just let me drop by my room to change, I'll meet you there."
"Okay." They split up and Laynie walked the all too familiar path to her room. She'd been glad to be back in some ways, but in others she missed Everwood. She knew it would be better this way, but it didn't make it any easier.
She walked into her room and closed the door. She changed quickly enough and she grabbed her bag. She went to the library and sat with Claire. They began studying in silence.
It took some time before she got that feeling, like someone was watching her. She looked around... nothing. She shook it off and turned back to her book. But the feeling returned. She looked up again, saw nothing again. She sighed and tried to focus again.
"What's wrong?" Claire asked. Laynie looked at her.
"Nothing..." she started, but then she saw it. There was someone outside the window, said someone moving out of view. But she'd seen him now, she wasn't imagining things. "I forgot a book in my room, I'm gonna go get it alright?"
"Sure," Claire told her.
She walked out of the library and put on a straight face, so not to alert anyone. Walking out of the school, she jogged to the side of the building and peeked her head around the corner. She saw a guy looking into the window ahead. He had his back turned, but this being an all-girl school she didn't have to think whether he belonged there or not.
Laynie tiptoed over to the peeper and put a hand on his shoulder. He spun around and knocked her over, but he reached out and took hold of her hands before she could hit the ground. And in that awkward position, she finally got to see who it was.
"Ephram?" He helped her get back up properly.
"Are you okay?" She couldn't even say anything. Part of it because she might have said something harsh, the other because the thought suddenly came to her that they might be caught standing there and they'd both be in trouble.
"Follow me," she told him and she took off down the side of the building. They arrived to a door and she stopped him. She looked inside and, when the coast was clear, she pulled him along. A few minutes later, they were up in her room. She locked the door and turned to him. "What are you doing here?"
He'd thought about it the whole ride over, and in the end he had it memorized. But now, he didn't remember a word of it. "I don't think 'I was in the neighborhood' is going to work." She shook her head. "Alright, but you have to promise to let me finish before saying anything."
"Not saying anything to make me feel any better about this," Laynie told him.
"Okay, well you may or may not know, but Colin and Amy..."
"Broke up, I know. He told me. Also told me you've been going out with Amy."
"Yeah, and that's just the thing. It was all great at first, but then last night when I came home I realized it wasn't right. As much as I'd convinced myself I wanted to be with her... it wasn't the case."
"What?" she asked with a sigh.
"I guess what I'm trying to say is... I missed you. More than you could imagine." She lifted her head from its tilted position, looking at him. Before she could say anything though, there was a knock at the door.
"Miss Hart?" she heard. Ephram opened his mouth to say something, but she put her hand up in front of his mouth.
"Yes?" she answered.
"May I speak with you for a moment?"
"Just a minute!" She pushed Ephram into her closet and quietly closed the door. She brushed at her clothes to straighten them up and went to let the woman in. "What can I do for you?"
"Miss Cochran said you left in a hurry and hadn't returned. She was worried, so I came to see if you were alright."
"I'm fine," she answered quickly. That got the woman's attention. Sister Agnes was a pain in the butts of most of the girls at the school, always putting her nose where it didn't belong. She was the last person Laynie wanted in her room at the moment.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!" There was a small noise in the closet and Sister Agnes looked at the door. Laynie shut her eyes and hoped she'd let it go. But she didn't, reaching for the handle. "Wait!" It was too late and she pulled the door open. Ephram was down on his knees, the noise being when he'd fallen. He looked up at the sour-faced woman.
"Hello." Sister Agnes turned to Laynie.
"I'm getting security." She stomped out and Laynie turned to Ephram, hoping he had an idea of what to do. He got up and went to stand by her.
"Let's just get out of here!"
"I can't do that."
"Sure you can."
"Go where?"
"Anywhere... What about New York?" She looked at him for a second, and then went to the closet. She took a backpack and stuffed some stuff into it. She stood on her bed and opened the window.
"Let's go."
He went to help her get out and followed. He closed the window behind him and looked to Laynie. She was already climbing down the emergency stairs nearby. He followed suit and took off running as soon as his feet had hit the ground.
This was her territory, so he let her lead the way. They sneaked across the grounds and scaled the gate. He went first, jumping down when he'd reached the top, catching her when she jumped afterward.
They ran toward the bus station, ran and didn't look back. They were practically grinning, cheeks red from the exercise and weather. The escape was a rush, enough to keep them in motion the whole way to the station before collapsing on the benches there to catch their breaths.