Ephram was up doing his homework in his room. He was listening to music
and typing his English essay. Hootie and the Blowfish's song, "Only want to
be with you," filled the air. His thoughts switched toward Amy. He was
excited for the dance coming up. Wasn't it only girls that were supposed to
get excited for dances, he asked himself. Oh well, he didn't care, it
meant that he got to spend an evening with Amy. He was imagining Amy in a
long blue dress dancing with him. Suddenly, the phone rang, interrupting
his train of thought.
"Hello," Ephram said picking up the phone.
"Hi Ephram," Amy answered.
"Hi, what are you up to?" Ephram was glad it was Amy.
"I just wanted to chat with my boyfriend." Amy loved being able to call Ephram her boyfriend. Just hearing his voice excited her.
"I thought you were grounded from the phone?"
"Yea, but my parent's are downstairs. I just have to be quick just to make sure they don't catch me."
"Oh, a woman that takes risks, my favorite," Ephram said laughing.
"Is that Hootie and the Blowfish," Amy asked? She was referring to the music in the background.
"Huh? Oh yea, it is one of my favorite bands. Are you listening to music?"
"Yea, Coldplay; It helps me study."
"I love that song Scientist," Ephram remarked.
"Me too, it's calming."
"Oh no, someone is knocking at my door. I'm going to put the phone down a second."
Amy put the phone on the desk and answered her door. It was Bright. "What do you want?"
"Um... Amy you're on the phone," Bright said, noticing the phone in use on the desk. "Who are you talking to, is it Ephram?"
"Yes, just don't tell Mom and Dad," Amy replied, giving Bright an evil glare.
"Let me talk to him and I won't tell."
Bright went over and quickly grabbed the phone. Before he could say anything, Ephram asked, "What do you want Bright?"
"How did you know it was me?" "I heard you yelling. Remember, the phone WAS on."
"Whatever, So Brown, you want to come with me Tuesday and find some tuxes for the big night?"
Ephram didn't know if he should say yes or no. Oh what the hell, he would need a tux.
"Sure, I guess," Ephram replied. He didn't even know the start of what he got himself into.
"Good." Before Bright could say anything else, Amy snatched the phone back.
"Sorry Ephram, you know how difficult Bright can be sometimes. So what did he say anyway?" "He wants me to go with him to find tuxes for the formal."
"Cool, I can't wait to see you in a tux."
"You'll just have to wait."
"As much as I would love to talk to you, I really need to get back to this homework," Amy explained.
"Okay, I'll talk to you later." "Bye!" Ephram hung up the phone and went back to his studies.
A few hours passed and Ephram had given up on his homework. He went downstairs and put on his coat. He had decided to go for a walk around town. He was hoping some fresh air would help clear his mind and relax. It was starting to get dark. Ephram walked through the snow laden streets, ending up at the Abbott's house. Ephram approached the door and knocked. He was just about to walk away, when the door opened. Harold appeared at the door.
"Ephram, what brings you here?" "I was out for a walk and stopped to see Amy." "At seven at night? I tend to forget you are indeed related Andy Brown."
"Hi Ephram," Amy answered.
"Hi, what are you up to?" Ephram was glad it was Amy.
"I just wanted to chat with my boyfriend." Amy loved being able to call Ephram her boyfriend. Just hearing his voice excited her.
"I thought you were grounded from the phone?"
"Yea, but my parent's are downstairs. I just have to be quick just to make sure they don't catch me."
"Oh, a woman that takes risks, my favorite," Ephram said laughing.
"Is that Hootie and the Blowfish," Amy asked? She was referring to the music in the background.
"Huh? Oh yea, it is one of my favorite bands. Are you listening to music?"
"Yea, Coldplay; It helps me study."
"I love that song Scientist," Ephram remarked.
"Me too, it's calming."
"Oh no, someone is knocking at my door. I'm going to put the phone down a second."
Amy put the phone on the desk and answered her door. It was Bright. "What do you want?"
"Um... Amy you're on the phone," Bright said, noticing the phone in use on the desk. "Who are you talking to, is it Ephram?"
"Yes, just don't tell Mom and Dad," Amy replied, giving Bright an evil glare.
"Let me talk to him and I won't tell."
Bright went over and quickly grabbed the phone. Before he could say anything, Ephram asked, "What do you want Bright?"
"How did you know it was me?" "I heard you yelling. Remember, the phone WAS on."
"Whatever, So Brown, you want to come with me Tuesday and find some tuxes for the big night?"
Ephram didn't know if he should say yes or no. Oh what the hell, he would need a tux.
"Sure, I guess," Ephram replied. He didn't even know the start of what he got himself into.
"Good." Before Bright could say anything else, Amy snatched the phone back.
"Sorry Ephram, you know how difficult Bright can be sometimes. So what did he say anyway?" "He wants me to go with him to find tuxes for the formal."
"Cool, I can't wait to see you in a tux."
"You'll just have to wait."
"As much as I would love to talk to you, I really need to get back to this homework," Amy explained.
"Okay, I'll talk to you later." "Bye!" Ephram hung up the phone and went back to his studies.
A few hours passed and Ephram had given up on his homework. He went downstairs and put on his coat. He had decided to go for a walk around town. He was hoping some fresh air would help clear his mind and relax. It was starting to get dark. Ephram walked through the snow laden streets, ending up at the Abbott's house. Ephram approached the door and knocked. He was just about to walk away, when the door opened. Harold appeared at the door.
"Ephram, what brings you here?" "I was out for a walk and stopped to see Amy." "At seven at night? I tend to forget you are indeed related Andy Brown."