A/N: I own nothing that has anything to do with Everwood.
Ephram walked from class to class in a daze. Math equations and formulas conquered his thoughts. He had to clear his thoughts. Thank God for that Free Period he had. He made his way to the music room; empty as usual. It was like his sanctuary. His fingers touched the ivory keys. Every note took a different problem from his life. There goes that history project due in a week, and my math homework that is going to take two hours. There goes Bright and Amy and my dad.
"Hey Brown." A soft voice from the door interrupted his thoughts. He jerked his head seeing Remy.
"Hey Rem; is there something wrong?" He asked looking at her. She held two cups full of coffee. It invaded the air. She never drank coffee unless something was wrong with her.
She put the coffees on the Teacher's desk crept to the piano and took a seat next to him on the bench. He stared at her; she was never this quiet. What was wrong with her?
"Remy?"
She took a deep breath and kissed him; quick and sweet, catching him off guard. Ephram's jaw dropped as a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Uh...." was all he could say. Remy had never done anything like that. He had only seen her cry once; at her uncle's funeral when she was like seven. "Remy; what is going on. You come in with coffee then that and..what's wrong?"
Remy's finger touched a key; high C. "I fell for someone." She whispered. The note rang through the air. C. C. C. C. "And I don't want to."
Ephram's face fell. Oh..My...What am I going to do? He thought. I was trying to escape all this by coming in here. "Rem; that really sweet but.."
Remy looked over at him. "Not you; you idiot." She laughed and playfully pushed his shoulder. "Ok yea, that was kind of a mixed signal but I was testing something. You have been in a situation like this, like where you liked someone but you couldn't. What did you do?"
Ephram looked at the keys. "I became friends with her. It was hard, but I had to."
Remy bit her lip. "I don't think that will work in my situation F. Chris would probably take me in and I could hang in New York for a while." She nodded as she got up and picked up the coffees off the desk and handed one to Ephram.
He shook his head. "Rem; you have been here less than a week, your parents aren't going to let you move back to New York, especially after Everwood was your idea." He laughed taking a sip from the cup. She never forgot how she liked his coffee. It was weird. He never drank coffee unless she was around. It was like their thing.
Bright sat in class. He tapped his pencil out of boredom on the side of his desk. The teacher was blathering on about something. Some play written by Shakespeare or something, something about foreshadowing or something he would probably never use ever again.
"Abbott."
He turned his head ever so slightly so it seemed he was still playing attention the teacher. "What do you want Bry?" One of his many jock friends whom he was friends with by association
"I heard something." He whispered back.
Bright rolled his eyes. "Real specific dude; I hear things everyday. They are called noises." He replied sarcastically. Was Brown rubbing off on him? He brushed it off.
"A rumor, about you."
Bright was suddenly intrigued. It was probably about him hooking up with that new sexy blond cheerleader. A lie, but who was he to deny it? "Yea."
"Yea, Wade Wilkins and Brianna Thomas saw you kissing the punk chick that beat you up yesterday." The guy quietly laughed as the other jocks snickered behind him.
Bright spun around. For once a rumor about him was true; that rumor was an incident he needed to think about.
"Mr. Abbott!" Miss Harrison yelped, making all the guys snap into attention facing the board. "I wish you would pay attention. This will be on you final." Miss Harrison turned back to the board and yattered some more about personification or something.
"Well, Abbott?" A guy; a seat behind Bryan chucked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, "are you going onto the dark side?"
Something inside Bright snapped. He swept the books off his desk grabbed his bag in the same swift motion and stormed out of the classroom.
Ephram stood by Remy's locker watching people pass giving them both a double take. He rolled his eyes and looked over at Remy who was actually putting books into her bag. The Remy he knew usually skipped classes but then again she didn't know anyone to skip with.
"So if I'm not the guy who you like but don't want to like; who is?" Ephram finally asked breaking the silence between them. He grinned a coy grin and watched Remy give an aggravated sigh.
She closed her locker and stared into his eyes, they were deep and innocent. "I can't tell you. I tell you and you will get angry." She bit her lip. She unintentionally gave him a clue.
Ephram scoffed and put his arm over her shoulders. "Please. Why would I get angry?" He laughed. "This is me, your best friend, the one you have known since like the beginning of your existence. It's not like its Bright." Remy stopped in her tracks almost making Ephram trip over his own feet.
Remy looked down at her big scuffed boots. At any cost she had to avoid F's eyes. She began to take deep breaths. All she had to do was lie. She looked up and immediately met his eyes.
"It's Bright! You like." Ephram began realizing he started making a scene; attracting more attention he had ever received in basically his entire life. "Bright? That's not it is it? The jacket last night and leaving before I was up. You met him didn't you?" He whispered.
Remy bit her lip and shifted her weight from foot to foot uneasily. She had never seen him like this. It was like she betrayed his trust or something. Well actually no, she was the one who told Katherine that he liked her, and he didn't act like this. But then again it turned out for the better.
"Ok you could have picked any guy in this entire school and you pick the guy who hates me. My moral enemy. Not only that it's just that I know he uses girls. Sure he comes off all sweet giving you his jacket and stuff and then.. God Rem I thought you were smarter than that!" Every word rolled of his tongue without a thought. But he saw that every word was like a dagger; slicing her feelings.
She was the toughest girl he had ever met, but even those words killed her enthusiasm and confidence. Her shoulders sagged and her eyes lost their spark. She wasn't strong. "Thanks F. I'll see you ok?" she whispered as her eyes turned away from him.
The rest of the day went by like a flash and luckily Bright had avoided Amy and Remy all day but yet he was upset about it. So when he went to his truck as saw his sister leaning against it he has mixed feelings.
"Bright." She said sternly barely acknowledging his presence. She looked the opposite direction to him. "I can't get a ride home and I'm not walking."
Bright leaned against the door beside her and looked over at her. "But first we have to talk." He said shoving the keys into his jeans pocket. He knew if he put them there she wouldn't go for them and try to drive home herself.
"Fine. What do you want to talk about?" She replied rather angrily, still not looking at him. "The fact you're a jerk or the fact that you're a lying asshole?"
Bright smirked. "How about we start with scum of the earth and go up."
Amy smiled a little. "Well a) I'm still really pissed off at you; and b) your going to have to apologize to Ephram, because you had absolutely no right." She looked at him. "And where were you last night? I didn't get to yell at you when I left Remy and Ephram." She giggled. "Actually I heard from Ana that you were making out with Remy in the broom closet this morning."
Bright froze. "Amy; how about you get in the truck and we have another talk on the way home."
So he told her and Amy was actually happy for him; she actually liked his new.. whatever Remy was. It was decided, he didn't care about his jock- strap friends or his type. All he needed was her. It was going to be fine. He began walking and thinking, realizing for the first time in about a year he actually was thinking straight.
He looked over that the old train station, Dr. Brown's new office and saw her. Great this is perfect I couldn't have planned this better, he thought. She doesn't have Brown around to distract her, no friends to distract me. Perfect. She turned and walked into the office. "Shit." He cursed aloud as he ran across the street and entered the office.
It was warm and welcoming inside that station. He remembered going into it in junior high with his friends, at night trying to scare themselves, but since then he had never gone in. It was different now.
"Bright; what are you doing in here?" A loud voice ordered from one corner of the room.
He spun his head and saw his grandmother sitting behind a big oak desk. He had forgotten she worked here. She always did make life interesting.
"I know.chasing after that girl who was wearing your jacket. She is using the phone in Doc. Brown's office; calling a friend of her I suspect." Bright stood in awe; about to say something. "I know about you two. I bumped into her this morning during my morning jog. I could tell in her eyes when I asked about her about you." Edna chuckled.
He was amazed on how much his grandmother knew about his life without even trying. He shook his head.
"Bright." A soft voice whispered after a squeaking door interrupted Edna talking.
"Remy; hi." He smiled. Oh well it didn't matter if he asked her out in front of his grandma. The whole town would probably now within the hour anyways.
"Later Doc. Brown." Remy said as Dr. Brown entered the room from his office. "Thanks for letting me use the phone."
"No prob. Mr. Abbott, What are you doing here?" Andy said his eyes setting on Bright who suddenly felt very flush.
Bright swallowed. Damn this was going to be harder than he thought. "I came to talk to Remy." He replied taking deep breaths. He didn't realize he would have an audience.
"Well I don't want to talk to you. Leave me alone Bright." She spat out and stormed out of the office leaving the adults and Bright in awe.
Bright rushed out of the office and into the street to where Remy was crossing the street. "Wait whoa. What did I do?" Bright asked catching up to Remy.
"Nothing I just made a huge mistake." Remy replied. "Bright go away and find a different piece of ass."
Bright was surprised at her last statement and immediately began laughing. "Piece of ass? Do you seriously think I could treat you like a piece of ass? Last time I tried to I got beat up. Hell I still have the bruises."
"Go away."
"What is this about? I didn't do anything!" he ordered getting tired of being brushed off.
Remy turned to him, her eyes flashed. "Look its you or my best friend. I pick him. Now go." Remy turned and walked past the cemetery leaving Bright standing there in surprise. He knew he had someone very important to talk to. Ephram was his only chance.
A/N: Ok so I had been rejecting the adults and Delia but they will enter the story soon; probably next chapter. I promise their will be a Delia part and the Johnston's (Remy's parents who are at a couple's retreat in Wyoming. remember???) will be making an appearance. (This is going to be fun: )Remy will be caught in a compromising position and that's the only hint I will give.) So REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!
~TOODLES!!!~
Ephram walked from class to class in a daze. Math equations and formulas conquered his thoughts. He had to clear his thoughts. Thank God for that Free Period he had. He made his way to the music room; empty as usual. It was like his sanctuary. His fingers touched the ivory keys. Every note took a different problem from his life. There goes that history project due in a week, and my math homework that is going to take two hours. There goes Bright and Amy and my dad.
"Hey Brown." A soft voice from the door interrupted his thoughts. He jerked his head seeing Remy.
"Hey Rem; is there something wrong?" He asked looking at her. She held two cups full of coffee. It invaded the air. She never drank coffee unless something was wrong with her.
She put the coffees on the Teacher's desk crept to the piano and took a seat next to him on the bench. He stared at her; she was never this quiet. What was wrong with her?
"Remy?"
She took a deep breath and kissed him; quick and sweet, catching him off guard. Ephram's jaw dropped as a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Uh...." was all he could say. Remy had never done anything like that. He had only seen her cry once; at her uncle's funeral when she was like seven. "Remy; what is going on. You come in with coffee then that and..what's wrong?"
Remy's finger touched a key; high C. "I fell for someone." She whispered. The note rang through the air. C. C. C. C. "And I don't want to."
Ephram's face fell. Oh..My...What am I going to do? He thought. I was trying to escape all this by coming in here. "Rem; that really sweet but.."
Remy looked over at him. "Not you; you idiot." She laughed and playfully pushed his shoulder. "Ok yea, that was kind of a mixed signal but I was testing something. You have been in a situation like this, like where you liked someone but you couldn't. What did you do?"
Ephram looked at the keys. "I became friends with her. It was hard, but I had to."
Remy bit her lip. "I don't think that will work in my situation F. Chris would probably take me in and I could hang in New York for a while." She nodded as she got up and picked up the coffees off the desk and handed one to Ephram.
He shook his head. "Rem; you have been here less than a week, your parents aren't going to let you move back to New York, especially after Everwood was your idea." He laughed taking a sip from the cup. She never forgot how she liked his coffee. It was weird. He never drank coffee unless she was around. It was like their thing.
Bright sat in class. He tapped his pencil out of boredom on the side of his desk. The teacher was blathering on about something. Some play written by Shakespeare or something, something about foreshadowing or something he would probably never use ever again.
"Abbott."
He turned his head ever so slightly so it seemed he was still playing attention the teacher. "What do you want Bry?" One of his many jock friends whom he was friends with by association
"I heard something." He whispered back.
Bright rolled his eyes. "Real specific dude; I hear things everyday. They are called noises." He replied sarcastically. Was Brown rubbing off on him? He brushed it off.
"A rumor, about you."
Bright was suddenly intrigued. It was probably about him hooking up with that new sexy blond cheerleader. A lie, but who was he to deny it? "Yea."
"Yea, Wade Wilkins and Brianna Thomas saw you kissing the punk chick that beat you up yesterday." The guy quietly laughed as the other jocks snickered behind him.
Bright spun around. For once a rumor about him was true; that rumor was an incident he needed to think about.
"Mr. Abbott!" Miss Harrison yelped, making all the guys snap into attention facing the board. "I wish you would pay attention. This will be on you final." Miss Harrison turned back to the board and yattered some more about personification or something.
"Well, Abbott?" A guy; a seat behind Bryan chucked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, "are you going onto the dark side?"
Something inside Bright snapped. He swept the books off his desk grabbed his bag in the same swift motion and stormed out of the classroom.
Ephram stood by Remy's locker watching people pass giving them both a double take. He rolled his eyes and looked over at Remy who was actually putting books into her bag. The Remy he knew usually skipped classes but then again she didn't know anyone to skip with.
"So if I'm not the guy who you like but don't want to like; who is?" Ephram finally asked breaking the silence between them. He grinned a coy grin and watched Remy give an aggravated sigh.
She closed her locker and stared into his eyes, they were deep and innocent. "I can't tell you. I tell you and you will get angry." She bit her lip. She unintentionally gave him a clue.
Ephram scoffed and put his arm over her shoulders. "Please. Why would I get angry?" He laughed. "This is me, your best friend, the one you have known since like the beginning of your existence. It's not like its Bright." Remy stopped in her tracks almost making Ephram trip over his own feet.
Remy looked down at her big scuffed boots. At any cost she had to avoid F's eyes. She began to take deep breaths. All she had to do was lie. She looked up and immediately met his eyes.
"It's Bright! You like." Ephram began realizing he started making a scene; attracting more attention he had ever received in basically his entire life. "Bright? That's not it is it? The jacket last night and leaving before I was up. You met him didn't you?" He whispered.
Remy bit her lip and shifted her weight from foot to foot uneasily. She had never seen him like this. It was like she betrayed his trust or something. Well actually no, she was the one who told Katherine that he liked her, and he didn't act like this. But then again it turned out for the better.
"Ok you could have picked any guy in this entire school and you pick the guy who hates me. My moral enemy. Not only that it's just that I know he uses girls. Sure he comes off all sweet giving you his jacket and stuff and then.. God Rem I thought you were smarter than that!" Every word rolled of his tongue without a thought. But he saw that every word was like a dagger; slicing her feelings.
She was the toughest girl he had ever met, but even those words killed her enthusiasm and confidence. Her shoulders sagged and her eyes lost their spark. She wasn't strong. "Thanks F. I'll see you ok?" she whispered as her eyes turned away from him.
The rest of the day went by like a flash and luckily Bright had avoided Amy and Remy all day but yet he was upset about it. So when he went to his truck as saw his sister leaning against it he has mixed feelings.
"Bright." She said sternly barely acknowledging his presence. She looked the opposite direction to him. "I can't get a ride home and I'm not walking."
Bright leaned against the door beside her and looked over at her. "But first we have to talk." He said shoving the keys into his jeans pocket. He knew if he put them there she wouldn't go for them and try to drive home herself.
"Fine. What do you want to talk about?" She replied rather angrily, still not looking at him. "The fact you're a jerk or the fact that you're a lying asshole?"
Bright smirked. "How about we start with scum of the earth and go up."
Amy smiled a little. "Well a) I'm still really pissed off at you; and b) your going to have to apologize to Ephram, because you had absolutely no right." She looked at him. "And where were you last night? I didn't get to yell at you when I left Remy and Ephram." She giggled. "Actually I heard from Ana that you were making out with Remy in the broom closet this morning."
Bright froze. "Amy; how about you get in the truck and we have another talk on the way home."
So he told her and Amy was actually happy for him; she actually liked his new.. whatever Remy was. It was decided, he didn't care about his jock- strap friends or his type. All he needed was her. It was going to be fine. He began walking and thinking, realizing for the first time in about a year he actually was thinking straight.
He looked over that the old train station, Dr. Brown's new office and saw her. Great this is perfect I couldn't have planned this better, he thought. She doesn't have Brown around to distract her, no friends to distract me. Perfect. She turned and walked into the office. "Shit." He cursed aloud as he ran across the street and entered the office.
It was warm and welcoming inside that station. He remembered going into it in junior high with his friends, at night trying to scare themselves, but since then he had never gone in. It was different now.
"Bright; what are you doing in here?" A loud voice ordered from one corner of the room.
He spun his head and saw his grandmother sitting behind a big oak desk. He had forgotten she worked here. She always did make life interesting.
"I know.chasing after that girl who was wearing your jacket. She is using the phone in Doc. Brown's office; calling a friend of her I suspect." Bright stood in awe; about to say something. "I know about you two. I bumped into her this morning during my morning jog. I could tell in her eyes when I asked about her about you." Edna chuckled.
He was amazed on how much his grandmother knew about his life without even trying. He shook his head.
"Bright." A soft voice whispered after a squeaking door interrupted Edna talking.
"Remy; hi." He smiled. Oh well it didn't matter if he asked her out in front of his grandma. The whole town would probably now within the hour anyways.
"Later Doc. Brown." Remy said as Dr. Brown entered the room from his office. "Thanks for letting me use the phone."
"No prob. Mr. Abbott, What are you doing here?" Andy said his eyes setting on Bright who suddenly felt very flush.
Bright swallowed. Damn this was going to be harder than he thought. "I came to talk to Remy." He replied taking deep breaths. He didn't realize he would have an audience.
"Well I don't want to talk to you. Leave me alone Bright." She spat out and stormed out of the office leaving the adults and Bright in awe.
Bright rushed out of the office and into the street to where Remy was crossing the street. "Wait whoa. What did I do?" Bright asked catching up to Remy.
"Nothing I just made a huge mistake." Remy replied. "Bright go away and find a different piece of ass."
Bright was surprised at her last statement and immediately began laughing. "Piece of ass? Do you seriously think I could treat you like a piece of ass? Last time I tried to I got beat up. Hell I still have the bruises."
"Go away."
"What is this about? I didn't do anything!" he ordered getting tired of being brushed off.
Remy turned to him, her eyes flashed. "Look its you or my best friend. I pick him. Now go." Remy turned and walked past the cemetery leaving Bright standing there in surprise. He knew he had someone very important to talk to. Ephram was his only chance.
A/N: Ok so I had been rejecting the adults and Delia but they will enter the story soon; probably next chapter. I promise their will be a Delia part and the Johnston's (Remy's parents who are at a couple's retreat in Wyoming. remember???) will be making an appearance. (This is going to be fun: )Remy will be caught in a compromising position and that's the only hint I will give.) So REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!
~TOODLES!!!~