A/N – Thanks for your reviews guys, I'm glad to know that people are still interested in this!! I know that this chappie is short, and I apologize, but I have to finish my homework…my teachers actually expect it to be done this year, so sadly, I don't have much free time. I will try my hardest to update though! Thanks to 'Typo?' who alerted me of a mistake I made…I aged Delia quite a bit during the story, so I was going to fix it and make her like 11, but I think for this story, she's going to be 13, it just works better. I really hope that doesn't bother anyone too much! Hope you enjoy, please keep reading and reviewing and thanks to Kim and Jenn!!
Delia and Amy sat on Delia's bed, going through all the details of Delia's night. She had just finished explaining the movie plot, which Amy was particularly interested in since she was trying to convince Ephram that it wasn't a 'chick flick' per se…
"So it was good?" Amy asked, smiling.
"What? The movie or the whole night?" Delia grinned.
"The movie! Though I hope the night was good too…" Amy replied, smirking and raising her eyebrow.
"Oh, shut up!" Delia laughed, hitting Amy with a pillow.
"Okay, okay! I'll be quiet." Amy relented, folding her hands, "Continue."
"Well, going back to my story. Pirates of the Caribbean was so amazing, and Mike thought so too, so we talked about that for awhile, we went back and forth with the funny lines of the movie…hmmmm, I think then we started talking about our friends and stuff…" Delia trailed off, looking like she was thinking.
"And?" Amy prodded.
"And I think that it was there…wait, yeah, it was there that he kissed me," Delia continued very calmly with a hint of a smile.
"What?! Oh my God!! Delia, that's great!" Amy hugged the younger girl, then pulled back and looked her in the eye, "But it wasn't a big kiss or anything, was it? 'Cause it's the first date and – "
"Don't worry, Aims, it was just a peck." Delia nodded, yet still beaming.
"Well, that's alright then." Amy grinned, "I'm assuming that you're not going to tell your brother or your dad about this though, right?"
Delia shook her head.
"No, I don't think they'd deal with it well…even though it was just a peck. Better to just protect them by not saying anything." Delia replied.
"Yeah, I can completely understand that!" Amy laughed, "So you're happy with the date?"
Amy didn't even have to wait for her response; she knew the answer by the young girl's smile and the sparkle in her eyes.
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Meanwhile, Ephram and his Dad sat in front of the television, flipping channels. Neither had tried to start a conversation, mostly because both were deep in thought.
"So Dad," Ephram started, turning towards his father, "How's Nina?"
Dr. Brown jumped at least five feet out of his seat and started coughing.
"Nina??? Why do you ask, Ephram?" he asked, his eyes wide and tearing from coughing so hard.
Ephram chuckled and looked at his father curiously, "I was just wondering…I haven't seen her around lately. Are you all right? Anything wrong, Dad?"
"Oh, no, no…I'm fine, son." Dr. Brown replied, putting his head in his hands and sighing.
"You don't look fine. Come on Dad, what's wrong? Did Nina do something?" Ephram asked worriedly.
"Did she do anything wrong? Oh no!" he answered sincerely.
"Then what? Did you do something, then?" Ephram asked, trying to narrow it down.
"No…at least, I don't think so." Dr. Brown replied.
"Then what? Ohhhhh…both of you did something then! Didn't you! But it wasn't necessarily wrong…I get it." Ephram nodded his head, grinning and proud of himself. He then sobered, "You don't have to tell me though, I understand if you want to keep it private."
Dr. Brown looked up at his eldest child, "That's very considerate of you, Ephram."
Ephram shrugged and smiled, trying not to beam while responding, "I try, Dad."
"And you know, for now, I really don't want to talk about it." he continued. He patted his son on the back fondly as he got up and went into the kitchen.
"So close…" Ephram muttered to himself, shaking his head, "…yet so far."