A/N: Ok I don't own anything nothing zip, zero the BIG goose egg. Although
I wish I owned that Canadian Hottie Gregory Smith *drools*.. HOWEVER!!! I
do own Remy Johnston, and her family, who do make a few appearances, so NO
stealing!
The group traveled through the downtown; Amy was an eager guide and pointed out every notable hangout in Everwood; which was basically the diner. and a field.
"That's great." Remy rolled her eyes; she was completely bored with this city.town.village.What was this place? It was like a spec on a map. It wasn't even a spec, it like shared a spec with 3 other cities.towns.villages.
Ephram laughed, as a confused look was painted on Remy's face. "Don't worry, you may think this place is boring, but we have fests almost every month." Every word dripped with sarcasm.
"Actually we do have." Amy started as Remy dug into her bag and pulled out her CD player and turned it onto a demo tape of one of her friend's bands back in New York that didn't quite have a name yet. Amy looked over at her and sighed. She honestly didn't want to bore Remy to death, she was just nervous around Ephram's friend; she was different, and Amy had no idea how to act around her. So it ended up her just spilling out tons of useless facts. Amy mentally kicked herself.
"We're here, finally." Amy smiled as Remy turned off the music. Remy stared at the house. It matched the town. It was one of those towns where everything was the same and everything had a match. She was surprised mothers and daughters didn't go around wearing matching pink bonnets and long starched skirts; if her mother ever got that idea, she would move in with Ephram, even if she had to live in the garage.
"Bright should be home soon. Rem, you and I could start on that stupid assignment Mr. Kindle gave us. Write a paragraph about."
"No need I'm home." A voice from the living room immerged as Ephram quietly closed the door and peeked into the next room.
"God Bright! What happened?" Amy said sitting next to him as Remy knelt down to untie her shoes.
Ephram tip toed into the room and saw what Amy was talking about; a spilt lip and a black eye. "Damn." Ephram muttered as leaned against the arm of the couch. Bright looked pretty rough. "What happened?"
"Well I was in the halls, and I smiled at some girl, and then some HUGE new guy came up and said, 'don't go looking at her, she's mine.'" Bright started. Remy stood up and followed Ephram into the room. "and." Bright looked over at Ephram and his eyes widened.
"Hey! I recognize you!" Remy grinned and laughed at the shocked face Bright had made. "Geez, I didn't realize my ring cut you." She bit her lip. "And but the way, since when am I a huge new guy who was jealous of you?" She crossed her arms.
"Rem, don't tell me you did that!" Ephram whined, pointing at Bright who suddenly became pissed off, possibly because he was called on his bluff.
Remy licked her lips annoyed at Ephram accusing her, even if all the evidence pointed at her; there was no point in denying it. "You know where I grew up!" she snapped back at Ephram. "If a guy grabs you ass, you know what is coming next. It was a reaction, and I'm so not sorry." Her eyes shifted around the room looking at everyone.
Bright, he looked pissed off. He was standing beside his sister almost like a barrier. Pfft. jock. What could she expect? It was his fault. He caused a conflict, she just finished it.
Amy looked surprised, slightly amused, but mostly surprised that her brother was overpowered by her. It was no big deal. Ok so maybe a few years of boxing helped but, anyone could learn a good right jab.
And finally Ephram, who looked disappointed. Ugh. that was almost as bad as your parents running your full first, middle and last name together. Remy Ann Johnston. She shivered at the thought. Her parents had to be creative and call her Remy? Like she was all for originality but god, she would have to live with that name forever. It could be worse, had her father gotten his way she would be named Roxanna Lyn, he later remembered that was the name of the stripper at his bachelor party. Ick!
"Brown, we are talking now." Bright said between gritted teeth, grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him into the kitchen.
Ephram regained his balance when Bright shoved him against the fridge door. Ephram held glass jars rattle from inside the large steel ice box.
"I was going to tell you to watch out for Amy because I don't want one of those jerk off idiots trying to get to her after." Bright rubbed his forehead, it obviously still hurt, like an open wound. "After what happened to Colin." He looked up and stared Ephram in the eyes, looking down on him slightly. "Now I want you to do that, but you keep that girl out of my face. You got that?"
Ephram stared back at him, weighing every word carefully. "Maybe if you actually got to know her and not treat her like a piece of ass, she wouldn't have gotten in your face." Ephram spat back at him.
Bright's eyes flashed angrily. "I don't know what your thinking right now, but you better shut up." Bright swallowed angrily contemplating all of his thoughts. "You and your family have caused my family enough trouble. Just keep her out of my way." Bright replied not blinking.
Ephram stormed out of the kitchen and into the living room where Remy and Amy sat laughing about something. "We're leaving." He announced grabbing his bag in one movement and within seconds was out the door leaving Remy standing wondering what was going on.
Bright entered the room, his eyes fiery as he saw Remy still standing in place. "I better go cool Ephram down. I've seen him like this before." She whispered as she bent down to pick her bag up. She looked over at Bright. "I'm not sorry that I reacted the way I did. But I am sorry that you look as bad as you do. I just wanted to scare you." She swallowed. She was never good at apologies. "I hope we can look past this." She said as she turned the door knob. She grinned and run out the door. The door slammed behind her.
Amy looked over at her brother who had collapsed back onto the couch. He turned the TV on. She walked over to the TV and turned it off. "What did you say to him?"
A/N: Ok I'm slightly tired so, this probably isn't really good. And I'm trying not to make Remy into the stereotypical punk, (mainly because I have some friends who are and they would hurt me if I did ;) ) but I kind of have to make a her a little punk, because Ephram gives off the punk aura, without actually being punk. (Yea, ok that was confusing but w/e.)
~ToOdLeS!!!
The group traveled through the downtown; Amy was an eager guide and pointed out every notable hangout in Everwood; which was basically the diner. and a field.
"That's great." Remy rolled her eyes; she was completely bored with this city.town.village.What was this place? It was like a spec on a map. It wasn't even a spec, it like shared a spec with 3 other cities.towns.villages.
Ephram laughed, as a confused look was painted on Remy's face. "Don't worry, you may think this place is boring, but we have fests almost every month." Every word dripped with sarcasm.
"Actually we do have." Amy started as Remy dug into her bag and pulled out her CD player and turned it onto a demo tape of one of her friend's bands back in New York that didn't quite have a name yet. Amy looked over at her and sighed. She honestly didn't want to bore Remy to death, she was just nervous around Ephram's friend; she was different, and Amy had no idea how to act around her. So it ended up her just spilling out tons of useless facts. Amy mentally kicked herself.
"We're here, finally." Amy smiled as Remy turned off the music. Remy stared at the house. It matched the town. It was one of those towns where everything was the same and everything had a match. She was surprised mothers and daughters didn't go around wearing matching pink bonnets and long starched skirts; if her mother ever got that idea, she would move in with Ephram, even if she had to live in the garage.
"Bright should be home soon. Rem, you and I could start on that stupid assignment Mr. Kindle gave us. Write a paragraph about."
"No need I'm home." A voice from the living room immerged as Ephram quietly closed the door and peeked into the next room.
"God Bright! What happened?" Amy said sitting next to him as Remy knelt down to untie her shoes.
Ephram tip toed into the room and saw what Amy was talking about; a spilt lip and a black eye. "Damn." Ephram muttered as leaned against the arm of the couch. Bright looked pretty rough. "What happened?"
"Well I was in the halls, and I smiled at some girl, and then some HUGE new guy came up and said, 'don't go looking at her, she's mine.'" Bright started. Remy stood up and followed Ephram into the room. "and." Bright looked over at Ephram and his eyes widened.
"Hey! I recognize you!" Remy grinned and laughed at the shocked face Bright had made. "Geez, I didn't realize my ring cut you." She bit her lip. "And but the way, since when am I a huge new guy who was jealous of you?" She crossed her arms.
"Rem, don't tell me you did that!" Ephram whined, pointing at Bright who suddenly became pissed off, possibly because he was called on his bluff.
Remy licked her lips annoyed at Ephram accusing her, even if all the evidence pointed at her; there was no point in denying it. "You know where I grew up!" she snapped back at Ephram. "If a guy grabs you ass, you know what is coming next. It was a reaction, and I'm so not sorry." Her eyes shifted around the room looking at everyone.
Bright, he looked pissed off. He was standing beside his sister almost like a barrier. Pfft. jock. What could she expect? It was his fault. He caused a conflict, she just finished it.
Amy looked surprised, slightly amused, but mostly surprised that her brother was overpowered by her. It was no big deal. Ok so maybe a few years of boxing helped but, anyone could learn a good right jab.
And finally Ephram, who looked disappointed. Ugh. that was almost as bad as your parents running your full first, middle and last name together. Remy Ann Johnston. She shivered at the thought. Her parents had to be creative and call her Remy? Like she was all for originality but god, she would have to live with that name forever. It could be worse, had her father gotten his way she would be named Roxanna Lyn, he later remembered that was the name of the stripper at his bachelor party. Ick!
"Brown, we are talking now." Bright said between gritted teeth, grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him into the kitchen.
Ephram regained his balance when Bright shoved him against the fridge door. Ephram held glass jars rattle from inside the large steel ice box.
"I was going to tell you to watch out for Amy because I don't want one of those jerk off idiots trying to get to her after." Bright rubbed his forehead, it obviously still hurt, like an open wound. "After what happened to Colin." He looked up and stared Ephram in the eyes, looking down on him slightly. "Now I want you to do that, but you keep that girl out of my face. You got that?"
Ephram stared back at him, weighing every word carefully. "Maybe if you actually got to know her and not treat her like a piece of ass, she wouldn't have gotten in your face." Ephram spat back at him.
Bright's eyes flashed angrily. "I don't know what your thinking right now, but you better shut up." Bright swallowed angrily contemplating all of his thoughts. "You and your family have caused my family enough trouble. Just keep her out of my way." Bright replied not blinking.
Ephram stormed out of the kitchen and into the living room where Remy and Amy sat laughing about something. "We're leaving." He announced grabbing his bag in one movement and within seconds was out the door leaving Remy standing wondering what was going on.
Bright entered the room, his eyes fiery as he saw Remy still standing in place. "I better go cool Ephram down. I've seen him like this before." She whispered as she bent down to pick her bag up. She looked over at Bright. "I'm not sorry that I reacted the way I did. But I am sorry that you look as bad as you do. I just wanted to scare you." She swallowed. She was never good at apologies. "I hope we can look past this." She said as she turned the door knob. She grinned and run out the door. The door slammed behind her.
Amy looked over at her brother who had collapsed back onto the couch. He turned the TV on. She walked over to the TV and turned it off. "What did you say to him?"
A/N: Ok I'm slightly tired so, this probably isn't really good. And I'm trying not to make Remy into the stereotypical punk, (mainly because I have some friends who are and they would hurt me if I did ;) ) but I kind of have to make a her a little punk, because Ephram gives off the punk aura, without actually being punk. (Yea, ok that was confusing but w/e.)
~ToOdLeS!!!