A/N: Short chapter, since I only have a little bit of time. Also, can
anyone help me think of a new name for this fic? Since I published it, two
other people published stories with the same name, after mine, and I don't
want it to be the same. Thanks.
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The next day in school, Ephram searched around for Amy, but couldn't spot her. 'Where is she,' he wondered silently. At lunch, he caught sight of Colin, but he was alone.
"Weird," mumbled Ephram.
"What's weird?" Ephram jumped. He turned and saw Amy.
"Amy!" he exclaimed softly. "I was looking for you all day."
"Well, I've been here," Amy said, grinning. "Come on, let's sit." She grabbed his arm, and guided him to an area in the corner. They sat, facing each other; Ephram with a confused look on his face. "We need to finish out talk. I understand it's been hard for us to talk... both my fault, and yours. So, here goes...," Amy took a deep breath. "Colin and I... we kinda- sorta broke up--"
"Kinda-sorta? What the hell does that mean?"
"It, well, means that we got in a huge fight. Over you. And... I realized he doesn't understand how I feel about you. If it weren't for you, Ephram, I would have given up on Colin a long time ago." Amy looked directly at Ephram. 'Too bad you didn't give up on him,' Ephram thought bitterly. "And, well, to be honest, I can't be with someone who can't understand the friendship between two people." Ephram's heart sank at the word friendship.
"F-friends?" He questioned. Amy grinned.
"Well, yeah, what did you expect?"
"I quite frankly don't know what to expect." Ephram pushed his chair back. "See, Amy, I'm still struggling with the fact that you set me up. Then, not to mention, were a total bitch to Celia."
"She was one to me first!" Amy exclaimed.
"What is this, third grade?!" an incredeous Ephram asked. "Who cares who started it, the fact is how you acted." Ephram rose. "Then, you get in a fight with Colin, and come running back to me. As always." Amy opened and closed her mouth, as if trying to speak. Finally, she just closed it. "Amy... I'm not sure WHAT to think of you anymore. You're not the girl I... the girl I fell in love with," Ephram stated flatly. He turned on his heel and walked out, leaving a confused Amy behind.
As Ephram walked, he couldn't figure out his confusion in his emotions. One second, he was pissed that he couldn't talk to her, and the next he was walking away from her. 'What is going on?' he asked himself.
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The next day in school, Ephram searched around for Amy, but couldn't spot her. 'Where is she,' he wondered silently. At lunch, he caught sight of Colin, but he was alone.
"Weird," mumbled Ephram.
"What's weird?" Ephram jumped. He turned and saw Amy.
"Amy!" he exclaimed softly. "I was looking for you all day."
"Well, I've been here," Amy said, grinning. "Come on, let's sit." She grabbed his arm, and guided him to an area in the corner. They sat, facing each other; Ephram with a confused look on his face. "We need to finish out talk. I understand it's been hard for us to talk... both my fault, and yours. So, here goes...," Amy took a deep breath. "Colin and I... we kinda- sorta broke up--"
"Kinda-sorta? What the hell does that mean?"
"It, well, means that we got in a huge fight. Over you. And... I realized he doesn't understand how I feel about you. If it weren't for you, Ephram, I would have given up on Colin a long time ago." Amy looked directly at Ephram. 'Too bad you didn't give up on him,' Ephram thought bitterly. "And, well, to be honest, I can't be with someone who can't understand the friendship between two people." Ephram's heart sank at the word friendship.
"F-friends?" He questioned. Amy grinned.
"Well, yeah, what did you expect?"
"I quite frankly don't know what to expect." Ephram pushed his chair back. "See, Amy, I'm still struggling with the fact that you set me up. Then, not to mention, were a total bitch to Celia."
"She was one to me first!" Amy exclaimed.
"What is this, third grade?!" an incredeous Ephram asked. "Who cares who started it, the fact is how you acted." Ephram rose. "Then, you get in a fight with Colin, and come running back to me. As always." Amy opened and closed her mouth, as if trying to speak. Finally, she just closed it. "Amy... I'm not sure WHAT to think of you anymore. You're not the girl I... the girl I fell in love with," Ephram stated flatly. He turned on his heel and walked out, leaving a confused Amy behind.
As Ephram walked, he couldn't figure out his confusion in his emotions. One second, he was pissed that he couldn't talk to her, and the next he was walking away from her. 'What is going on?' he asked himself.