I know, my chapters are short, and they're gonna stay that way, it's easier for me like this. Thanks for the reviews, I love you all~
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Disclaimer- I don't own Everwood or its characters, however every once in a while my own character will appear. Too bad I don't own Gregory Smith!
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Chapter 2- School
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As soon as Amy Abbott woke up that Monday morning she had that nauseating feeling that told her that today wouldn't be a good day for her. It was almost summer vacation, yet some gut feeling told her it wouldn't be anything to look foward to. Slowly she got out of bed, she took off her pajama pants and she stood in a tanktop and her underwear looking into the closet. She thought about wearing a black shirt, as a mourning symbol for Colin, but instead she slipped on a light pink halter top and a pair of low riding jeans. Since halters weren't in the dresscode she needed a sweater, she glanced through her closet, thinking about what sweater or jacket. At first she was going to wear Colin's letterman jacket it reminded her of love, but by instinct she grabbed a hooded sweatshirt that said New York. Amy thought about the coincidince of Ephram being from New York, and after thinking about love choosing the New York sweatshirt. Her thought were interupted by Bright screaming up the stairs "Amy, come on, hurry!". As she walked into the kitchen Bright was standing there with his car keys and backpack. "My, my, my did someone press the unmute button on you, you haven't talked for 3 days, I almost thought you had secretly become a nun and taken a vow of silence" she said jokingly. Bright was very obviously not in a good mood and replied, "for someone whose boyfriend died 3 days ago, you sure are happy" he said looking down" are you ready?". Amy nodded and they went out the door. As they pulled ino the parking lot so did a Hummer H2, with blasting music coming from the inside. "Damn, someone made their kid happy" Bright said in shock as he pulled his crappy red truck into the parking space. The yellow Hummer parked right next to their car and a few seconds later. Ephram brown emerged from the car. He saw Amy getting out of the car gave her a hello nod and started walking towards the school. "Hey Ephram wait up" she yelled trying to catch up with him. He turned around and waited for her. When she got to him she asked "So you can drive?". "I learned" he said smiling"in New York I never would've needed to learn but this isn't New York, it's Everwood" The both laughed and they walked into school, together but not together.
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Author's Note:
It's 2:45 in the morning, and I stopped so I could have dinner and take a shower, I've been writing and rewriting this since 4 p.m yesterday, so I've decide this is the end of this chapter and I'll post it tomorrow. I know this chapter stinks but I haven't had much inspiration, I'm gonna invent an imaginary friend sometime soon, that will serve as my muse, until then this is what you get! There is going to be a continuation to this chapter once I find my muse. So my advice is, sit while you're waiting cause it might take a while.
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Author's Note:
I just woke up and it's 10 a.m I slept for 7 hours. But when I went to post this I felt all warm and mushy, and I remembered this dream I had, Gregory Smith was there and I was out on my boat and he was convincing me to do something and i just figured it out. HE WAS MY MUSE!!! Ha! I've got a muse thats a hottie! So I've decided to continue *groans*, BUT I NEED MORE REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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At lunch, Amy mysteriously walked on over from the popular table to the table where Ephram and Wendell were sitting. Wendell must have gotten the picture that they wanted to be alone and excused himself to go to the bathroom. Amy sat in his chair. Ephram smiled and merely awknoweledged her presence and went back to his geography book. "Studying for Mrs. Chipsaki's test tomorrow?" she asked. "Mhm" he replied. But all he could think of was of asking her out, ask her out, ask her out, ask her out, his brain said rythmically with his heartbeat. "So... Amy....are you doing anything", no he thought to himself, not a real date, not a real date yet, a study date he thought as a lightbulb went off in his head,"today after school" he said continuing what he had started to say. " No, why?"Why Ephram asked himself and his brain answered Amy you moron so I can get closer to you and possibly see you without your clothes on, Whoa did I just think that Ephram thought to himself, my dad's right about those hormones. Obviously he couldn't say that to Amy so he said, "So he can just .. well.. hang" Ephram replied with quick thinking, just as Wendell came back "oh Wendell here have your seat back, I was just on my way" she said to Wendell, than looking at Ephram she said" I'll meet you at your hose at 4:30". Ephram replied, "Well I can take you home", "thanks" she said sweetly "see ya then" and as soon as she came she was gone.
Madame Kavanaugh's french class was the last class of the day, he walked in and took his seat behind Amy. Thank you god for alphabetical order he thought to himself.(Get it? Abbott, Brown? Anyway back to the story). The entire class all he could do was sit there and smell Amy's hair. He didn't know what it smelled like, but it smelled good. He was daydreaming when Madame Kavanaugh's icy voice and glare directed toward him. "Ephram, Lisez ". In english, that meant read the next question Mister Brown.Oh shit he thought to himself, if I didn't know where we were in the text she would make him stay after school. All of a sudden, Amy through her book off her desk, went she bent over to get it, Ephram looked at Amy's workbook, she had circled #4. Ephram realized that she had purposely done it and read aloud #4, "Quelle est la morale de l'histoire? ". Madame Kavanaugh nodded in approval and began to explain the answer. Ephram leaned foward and whispered "thanks" into Amy's ear. The rest of the class Ephram tried his best to pay attention. When the bell rang liberating them from the hell also known as school, the walked toward Ephram's car, together, this time really together.
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Disclaimer- I don't own Everwood or its characters, however every once in a while my own character will appear. Too bad I don't own Gregory Smith!
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Chapter 2- School
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As soon as Amy Abbott woke up that Monday morning she had that nauseating feeling that told her that today wouldn't be a good day for her. It was almost summer vacation, yet some gut feeling told her it wouldn't be anything to look foward to. Slowly she got out of bed, she took off her pajama pants and she stood in a tanktop and her underwear looking into the closet. She thought about wearing a black shirt, as a mourning symbol for Colin, but instead she slipped on a light pink halter top and a pair of low riding jeans. Since halters weren't in the dresscode she needed a sweater, she glanced through her closet, thinking about what sweater or jacket. At first she was going to wear Colin's letterman jacket it reminded her of love, but by instinct she grabbed a hooded sweatshirt that said New York. Amy thought about the coincidince of Ephram being from New York, and after thinking about love choosing the New York sweatshirt. Her thought were interupted by Bright screaming up the stairs "Amy, come on, hurry!". As she walked into the kitchen Bright was standing there with his car keys and backpack. "My, my, my did someone press the unmute button on you, you haven't talked for 3 days, I almost thought you had secretly become a nun and taken a vow of silence" she said jokingly. Bright was very obviously not in a good mood and replied, "for someone whose boyfriend died 3 days ago, you sure are happy" he said looking down" are you ready?". Amy nodded and they went out the door. As they pulled ino the parking lot so did a Hummer H2, with blasting music coming from the inside. "Damn, someone made their kid happy" Bright said in shock as he pulled his crappy red truck into the parking space. The yellow Hummer parked right next to their car and a few seconds later. Ephram brown emerged from the car. He saw Amy getting out of the car gave her a hello nod and started walking towards the school. "Hey Ephram wait up" she yelled trying to catch up with him. He turned around and waited for her. When she got to him she asked "So you can drive?". "I learned" he said smiling"in New York I never would've needed to learn but this isn't New York, it's Everwood" The both laughed and they walked into school, together but not together.
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Author's Note:
It's 2:45 in the morning, and I stopped so I could have dinner and take a shower, I've been writing and rewriting this since 4 p.m yesterday, so I've decide this is the end of this chapter and I'll post it tomorrow. I know this chapter stinks but I haven't had much inspiration, I'm gonna invent an imaginary friend sometime soon, that will serve as my muse, until then this is what you get! There is going to be a continuation to this chapter once I find my muse. So my advice is, sit while you're waiting cause it might take a while.
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Author's Note:
I just woke up and it's 10 a.m I slept for 7 hours. But when I went to post this I felt all warm and mushy, and I remembered this dream I had, Gregory Smith was there and I was out on my boat and he was convincing me to do something and i just figured it out. HE WAS MY MUSE!!! Ha! I've got a muse thats a hottie! So I've decided to continue *groans*, BUT I NEED MORE REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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At lunch, Amy mysteriously walked on over from the popular table to the table where Ephram and Wendell were sitting. Wendell must have gotten the picture that they wanted to be alone and excused himself to go to the bathroom. Amy sat in his chair. Ephram smiled and merely awknoweledged her presence and went back to his geography book. "Studying for Mrs. Chipsaki's test tomorrow?" she asked. "Mhm" he replied. But all he could think of was of asking her out, ask her out, ask her out, ask her out, his brain said rythmically with his heartbeat. "So... Amy....are you doing anything", no he thought to himself, not a real date, not a real date yet, a study date he thought as a lightbulb went off in his head,"today after school" he said continuing what he had started to say. " No, why?"Why Ephram asked himself and his brain answered Amy you moron so I can get closer to you and possibly see you without your clothes on, Whoa did I just think that Ephram thought to himself, my dad's right about those hormones. Obviously he couldn't say that to Amy so he said, "So he can just .. well.. hang" Ephram replied with quick thinking, just as Wendell came back "oh Wendell here have your seat back, I was just on my way" she said to Wendell, than looking at Ephram she said" I'll meet you at your hose at 4:30". Ephram replied, "Well I can take you home", "thanks" she said sweetly "see ya then" and as soon as she came she was gone.
Madame Kavanaugh's french class was the last class of the day, he walked in and took his seat behind Amy. Thank you god for alphabetical order he thought to himself.(Get it? Abbott, Brown? Anyway back to the story). The entire class all he could do was sit there and smell Amy's hair. He didn't know what it smelled like, but it smelled good. He was daydreaming when Madame Kavanaugh's icy voice and glare directed toward him. "Ephram, Lisez ". In english, that meant read the next question Mister Brown.Oh shit he thought to himself, if I didn't know where we were in the text she would make him stay after school. All of a sudden, Amy through her book off her desk, went she bent over to get it, Ephram looked at Amy's workbook, she had circled #4. Ephram realized that she had purposely done it and read aloud #4, "Quelle est la morale de l'histoire? ". Madame Kavanaugh nodded in approval and began to explain the answer. Ephram leaned foward and whispered "thanks" into Amy's ear. The rest of the class Ephram tried his best to pay attention. When the bell rang liberating them from the hell also known as school, the walked toward Ephram's car, together, this time really together.