Ephram stared at the paper, thoughts pooling into his mind. Ashlee Evans
likes... me? But she always told Amy what a loser I was, and to drop me.
What is going on? Ephram kept his eyes glued to the paper, trying to make
sense of it all. He felt it get snatched from his hand, and his snapped
into reality. He looked up into the piercing brown eyes of Ashlee, and he
saw embaressment, then anger, cross her face.
"What do you think you're doing? Don't touch my stuff!" She shoved everything into her backpack and glared at him. "That was a personal peice of paper, and you had NO RIGHT to read it!" Ephram stood up, a smile tugging at his lips.
"And why not? After all, you love me, don't you?" Ephram's brown eyes twinkled as he teased her. Ashlee flicked a strand of blonde hair behind her shoulder.
"No, I don't. You're some Goth Boy from New York, and I couldn't give a damn about you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go." Ashlee turned and started to walk away. Ephram glanced up, and saw Amy walking down the hall, heading towards her homeroom that was right behind where Ephram was standing. Well, if she doesn't want me... might as well make her jealous, Ephram thought. He reached and grabbed Ashlee's arm. He pulled her to him, and she looked at him with anticipation and excitement in her eyes. "What are you doing," she asked softly. Ephram looked up and saw Amy had stopped, stark still, and was staring.
"This," he whispered, and leaned in and kissed her. Ephram felt Ashlee's hands wander from her sides, and wrap around his neck. When he pulled away, he felt guilt overcome him. He was toying with this girl, just to make Amy jealous. He looked up and saw Amy walking towards them. Ephram seperated from Ashlee quickly, plastering a guilty look on his face.
"What's... what's going on?" Amy asked, looking between Ephram and Ashlee. Ashlee bit her lower lip, and turned to face the ground. Ephram gave a small nod, unsure what to say. "Well? Aren't any of you going to answer my question?"
"Frankly, Amy, it doesn't concern you," Ephram said coldly. Why am I doing this? he asked himself. Why do I so badly want her jealous? She loves Colin, and she won't forget about him. Not for me. A look of pure hurt crossed Amy's face, and Ephram felt even worse than before. But he kept his face nonchalant, and looked over to Ashlee. "Can you meet me, uhh, at uhh, lunch? We need to... talk." Ashlee nodded, and Ephram pushed past Amy and continued his way down the hall.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
When the bell rang, signaling lunch, Ephram was reluctant to leave his seat. He didn't like Ashlee at all. She was one of Amy's friends who instructed Amy to ditch him. Why did the girl suddenly do a 180, and decide to like him? Far as he knew, he did nothing to make her attracted to him. Ephram collected his books, and dropped them off at his locker. When he entered the lunch room, he looked around, and spotted Ashlee sitting alone at a table. Ephram sauntered over, feeling eyes on him. He turned and saw Amy staring. He gave her the dirtiest look he could muster, and sat down infront of Ashlee.
"Hey, Ephram...," Ashlee said softly.
"Listen. I just want to know one thing. Why do you like me? And I don't want to hear any of those crappy 'because you're cute' answers because we all know that's not true. You and your... friends have done nothing more but embaress me and try and get amy to ditch me as a friend. You never liked me. You insulted me and critisized me left and right. So why now? Why now?" Ephram stared intently at Ashlee. Ashlee shifted uncomfortably. Thought were spilling through her head, and she had no clue what to say. Ephram felt eyes boring into him. He turned, and he saw Amy still staring. This time, it wasn't only at him. She was wearing an expression of confusion as she looked between Ephram and Ashlee. And when Amy caught Ephram staring at her, guilt washed over her face. Ephram pushed his chair back suddenly, causing it to tip over. Ashlee jerked her head up towards him. "It's a set up isn't it? You set it up. You and Amy planned it!"
"Listen, Ephram, calm down it's not what you think!" Ashlee said, feeling the whole lunchroom watching them.
"No, it's exactly what I think. She set it up, didn't she. The note, the walking down the hallway at that exact moment, knowing I would try and do something to make her jealous. It was all planned. Well, you know what?" Ephram turned and faced Amy, who was blushing furiously. Colin stood up and put his arm over Amy's shoulders. From across the lunchroom, Ephram saw Bright with his mouth hanging open, staring between Ephram, Amy, and Ashlee. "You wanted me off your case, Amy? Well you got it. You can pretend I never even existed, because as far as I'm concerned... you don't exist." Ephram grabbed the tilted chair and chucked it across the lunchroom. It hit the wall with a bang. With that, he turned and stormed out. People turned and stared at Amy. Unsure what to do, she ran after Ephram.
"Ephram! WAIT!" She screamed, hearing the lunch room door slam behind her. Ephram turned and faced her.
"No. I'm through waiting."
"What do you think you're doing? Don't touch my stuff!" She shoved everything into her backpack and glared at him. "That was a personal peice of paper, and you had NO RIGHT to read it!" Ephram stood up, a smile tugging at his lips.
"And why not? After all, you love me, don't you?" Ephram's brown eyes twinkled as he teased her. Ashlee flicked a strand of blonde hair behind her shoulder.
"No, I don't. You're some Goth Boy from New York, and I couldn't give a damn about you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go." Ashlee turned and started to walk away. Ephram glanced up, and saw Amy walking down the hall, heading towards her homeroom that was right behind where Ephram was standing. Well, if she doesn't want me... might as well make her jealous, Ephram thought. He reached and grabbed Ashlee's arm. He pulled her to him, and she looked at him with anticipation and excitement in her eyes. "What are you doing," she asked softly. Ephram looked up and saw Amy had stopped, stark still, and was staring.
"This," he whispered, and leaned in and kissed her. Ephram felt Ashlee's hands wander from her sides, and wrap around his neck. When he pulled away, he felt guilt overcome him. He was toying with this girl, just to make Amy jealous. He looked up and saw Amy walking towards them. Ephram seperated from Ashlee quickly, plastering a guilty look on his face.
"What's... what's going on?" Amy asked, looking between Ephram and Ashlee. Ashlee bit her lower lip, and turned to face the ground. Ephram gave a small nod, unsure what to say. "Well? Aren't any of you going to answer my question?"
"Frankly, Amy, it doesn't concern you," Ephram said coldly. Why am I doing this? he asked himself. Why do I so badly want her jealous? She loves Colin, and she won't forget about him. Not for me. A look of pure hurt crossed Amy's face, and Ephram felt even worse than before. But he kept his face nonchalant, and looked over to Ashlee. "Can you meet me, uhh, at uhh, lunch? We need to... talk." Ashlee nodded, and Ephram pushed past Amy and continued his way down the hall.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
When the bell rang, signaling lunch, Ephram was reluctant to leave his seat. He didn't like Ashlee at all. She was one of Amy's friends who instructed Amy to ditch him. Why did the girl suddenly do a 180, and decide to like him? Far as he knew, he did nothing to make her attracted to him. Ephram collected his books, and dropped them off at his locker. When he entered the lunch room, he looked around, and spotted Ashlee sitting alone at a table. Ephram sauntered over, feeling eyes on him. He turned and saw Amy staring. He gave her the dirtiest look he could muster, and sat down infront of Ashlee.
"Hey, Ephram...," Ashlee said softly.
"Listen. I just want to know one thing. Why do you like me? And I don't want to hear any of those crappy 'because you're cute' answers because we all know that's not true. You and your... friends have done nothing more but embaress me and try and get amy to ditch me as a friend. You never liked me. You insulted me and critisized me left and right. So why now? Why now?" Ephram stared intently at Ashlee. Ashlee shifted uncomfortably. Thought were spilling through her head, and she had no clue what to say. Ephram felt eyes boring into him. He turned, and he saw Amy still staring. This time, it wasn't only at him. She was wearing an expression of confusion as she looked between Ephram and Ashlee. And when Amy caught Ephram staring at her, guilt washed over her face. Ephram pushed his chair back suddenly, causing it to tip over. Ashlee jerked her head up towards him. "It's a set up isn't it? You set it up. You and Amy planned it!"
"Listen, Ephram, calm down it's not what you think!" Ashlee said, feeling the whole lunchroom watching them.
"No, it's exactly what I think. She set it up, didn't she. The note, the walking down the hallway at that exact moment, knowing I would try and do something to make her jealous. It was all planned. Well, you know what?" Ephram turned and faced Amy, who was blushing furiously. Colin stood up and put his arm over Amy's shoulders. From across the lunchroom, Ephram saw Bright with his mouth hanging open, staring between Ephram, Amy, and Ashlee. "You wanted me off your case, Amy? Well you got it. You can pretend I never even existed, because as far as I'm concerned... you don't exist." Ephram grabbed the tilted chair and chucked it across the lunchroom. It hit the wall with a bang. With that, he turned and stormed out. People turned and stared at Amy. Unsure what to do, she ran after Ephram.
"Ephram! WAIT!" She screamed, hearing the lunch room door slam behind her. Ephram turned and faced her.
"No. I'm through waiting."