*Disclaimer*- I don't own any of the characters in my story, or the show Everwood.
Gracefully gliding, hair swept in a loose bun, Amy performs an intense and difficult ballet routine. She leaps across the stage and lands on the tip of her shining rose toe shoe, with ease and perfection. The audience's applause is loud, with Colin leading the praise. She catches him whisper to a fellow audience member, "That's my girlfriend!" Amy's heart swells with love for him. The excitement and pride in his voice makes her smile. She can't wait to get off the stage and wrap her arms around his strong, secure body.
"Amy?" Her eyes fly open, just to see a dim alleyway in front and behind her, and a shadow yards away. It had felt so real. She didn't want it to end.
"Ephram?"
"Yeah, it's me." Hands shoved in his pockets as usual, he silently approaches her. Flustered, she quickly pulls the ponytail holder from her hair, letting it fall into her face. She tends to leave her hair down in front her peers. It makes her feel safe and covered, never letting too much of her be revealed.
"How long have you been here?" Dancing is private to her.
"Um, not too long. Just, you know, getting some air." He'd seen the whole thing. He hadn't wanted it to end either. It was amazing. Ephram had never seen her filled with so much passion.
"Oh, ok," Amy sighs with relief.
"So um, are you going to, uh.." Ephram stumbles with his words. He can't bring himself to say it. Colin's funeral. It would be the second funeral he's forced himself to go to in less than a year.
"Yeah." She stared at her feet, moving them slightly back and forth. She wants to run down the alley, avoid this whole conversation. Ephram awkwardly looks at his watch.
"It's family game night. Delia's choice. Monopoly does not wait for anyone." Amy smiles, but it looks pained and forced. "See you later Amy." Ephram lingers for a second, then turns and walks away, leaving Amy still standing there, with a pained smile, a headache, and dread for Sunday.
Colin's funeral was one of the nicest ones Everwood has ever seen. With flowers of every kind, a large headstone, and the whole community, Colin and his funeral would not be forgotten. None of this comforted Amy. If anything, it made it worse. Seeing all the people from school, none of which cared for Colin the way she did. She felt sick to her stomach. Everyone gradually left, wandering to the reception. Some even seemed to be having a good time. Amy stayed by Colin's side, as she always had, despite her parents coaxing. The leaves had began to fall, in whirlwinds of colors. The breeze was cold; Amy's cheeks were rosy and stinging. She felt a warm hand grab hers. With tears cascading down her face, a genuine smile appeared. Ephram. He always made things better.
{Sorry its short..its kinda a filler chapter. I think a feel a twist coming on in the near future..Thanks for reading, now be extra cool and review!}