Disclaimer: I don't own Everwood, the town, or it's characters. I'm just a
college student.
Chapter 8 uses "Ordinary Day" by Vanessa Carlton
Chapter 8: Ordinary Day
"I don't mean to doubt your skills or anything here, but where the HELL are we?!" Amy screamed at a now cringing Ephram. They had been walking on a very tedious, pathless journey for nearly 2 hours. Wendell had said a mile but this was ridiculous . . .
"I'm sure we're very close now," he said backing away from her nervously. Neither of them minded the walking; it was the layers and layers of snow that was forming a seemingly death blanket below them that bothered them. The wind had picked up, but they didn't feel it. Weaving between the forest's trees, they tried their best to avoid the patches of ice and large snow banks.
"Ephram stop," Amy said standing still for the first time since they had set out. He turned around and looked at her, amazed that she was willing to stand in one spot for so long; she had been so adamant about them not wasting time. "This looks awfully familiar, are you sure we aren't going in a circle?"
"Amy, it's the forest. There are trees, there's snow, its GOING TO LOOK THE SAME!" he said bluntly, being too cold to formulate a nice way to put it. He figured he was far enough away to say that without being punched or slapped. He turned and started back at the trees ahead of him, trying to see if she was right about going in circles. "You know, I think you're ri . . .Amy? Hey! Amy where'd you go?!" he shouted nervously. *Great, I lost her, that's all I need* he thought sarcastically. "Hey, this isn't funny, you're really freaking me out. It's dark and it's cold and I can't see you," he continued.
THUMP. Ephram was whacked over the head with a giant ball of snow. He stood there motionless, realizing what had just happened, then started wiping the snow from his eyes so he could see. He heard a distant giggle.
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"Just a day,
Just an ordinary day.
Just tryin' to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky.
And as he asked if i would come along
I started to realize-
That everyday you find
Just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star he shines.
He said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams right in the palm of your hand?"
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"Alright, where are you?" He asked now picking up snow and hiding it behind his back. She, being unable to suppress her giggles, gave away her location right away. She was behind a tree about 10 feet away. He ran toward her, throwing two snow balls.
"Now I see how much you care about me," she joked, "I was standing barely 2 trees away and you were giving up hope," she said brushing the snow off her.
"I was worried," he said sweetly. She moved into hug him then playfully pushed him over in the snow. He toppled down and landed in a giant pile of it. "Again with the pushing?" he asked spitting snow out of his mouth. He stood up and started chasing after her. They made more progress in a straight path in those few minutes than they had the whole time they had been searching. "Come here you!" he yelled pulling her gently by the elbow in fun. He picked the wrong time to do it; there was a patch of ice right below her and she slipped, nearly falling on her face. He turned quickly and caught her.
"You okay?" she heard him ask. Her face was frozen and the only thing warming it was his hot breath.
"Yeah . . ." she said still a bit shaky from the fall. It wasn't until she broke away from his eyes that she saw it; the abandoned cabin. "Ephram, look!" she said standing up carefully. Their eyes fell on an old, brown, log building. They walked silently and anxiously to the shabby building. "You think this is it?" she said scrunching up her face.
"Well it looks pretty abandoned, but I don't hear any music. I thought there was a party here!" he said shocked. He walked up the stairs carefully then stopped. "Are you coming?" he asked outstretching his hand.
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"And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words
Although they did not feel
For I felt what I had not felt before
You'd swear those words could heal.
And as I looked up into those eyes
His vision borrows mine.
And to know he's no stranger,
For I feel I've held him for all of time.
And he said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams right in the palm of your hand
in the palm of your hand."
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"Would you BECAREFUL please?!" she said nervously, but instinctively took steps toward his hand. "We don't know how sturdy it is, you could fall through or something." By now she had reached his hand.
"We'll just open the door and look in. If we don't see a party we'll turn around and assume we should've turned left instead of right," he said with interest in his voice as he dusted snow off the knob of the door. She sighed.
"This could be private property we're on. You're not even supposed to be here, we don't need to be arrested or worse, shot . . ." she said but it was too late. It was as if he hadn't even heard her warning. His hand had already turned the knob and they had entered. She bit her lower lip. As much as she disapproved, she was instantly drawn to the old furniture and pictures on the walls.
"This looks more condemned than it does abandoned," he said dusting off a picture frame.
"Well, no party here, guess we can turn around and go back to the lodge. It's probably better we don't party anyway . . ." she said quickly in a chipper tone. She was relieved in a way. He let go of her hand and walked into one of the other smaller rooms.
"Wow, come check this out! This is amazing!" he said in an excited voice. She knew it must've been something pretty cool because his voice only sounded that happy when talking about a few things.
When she approached the room she saw Ephram seated at a large, old, black piano. His eyes widened with amazement. She couldn't help but smile. "It's pretty out of tune, but look at the way it was made. These lines, the keys . . ." he continued lightly running his fingers over it as if it were made of precious gold.
"Why don't you play something?" she asked, sitting next to him on the bench. It was cute how excited he was. He set his fingers on the keys and began playing a very out of tune version of the song he had written for her. Upon finishing the song he continued by playing a few more songs. Songs turned into minutes, minutes into hours.
She listened intently, and when he was done playing he asked, "Do you want to turn around and go back now? You've been so patient this whole time. I could tell you were uncomfortable."
"No. It was sweet; like a little kind in a candy store," she said smiling
"Or a puppy waiting for its food?" he asked referring back to her previous mockery of him as a dog. She laughed and looked down. They got up and walked toward the door to leave. They were pretty sure if they just walked in a straight path they'd make it back okay. They had small talk and Amy moved to turn the knob.
"Ephram, it won't move! It's stuck!" she yelled.
"Let me see it, here move aside,"
"What? I'm not strong enough? I'm TELLING you it's stuck!" she said panicking. Indeed it was.
"Well, we'll just go out one of the windows, no big deal," he said moving to look out the window. His jaw dropped. "Or . . . not" Snow was falling at an insane rate, and had already built up around the door and windows. "I don't think we'll even be able to force our way out. Even if we do we won't make it back to the lodge, we'll freeze or get lost worse than we originally were or . . ."
"Well what're we going to do? We can't STAY here all night! You have to leave tomorrow or you'll get in trouble and God knows the chaperone in my cabin will freak when I'm not in the room by curfew . . ."
"They don't know I'm here though. The only people that saw us together were Wendell and Tommy,"
"Still . . . it's not safe here,"
"We'll have to settle for it, Amy. It's safer than trying to go back. Maybe it'll clear in a few hours," he said rubbing the fog away from the window, then turning and softening his eyes to her.
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"Please come with me,
See what I see.
Touch the stars for time will not flee.
Time will not flee.
Can't you see
Just a dream, just an ordinary dream.
As I wake in bed
And the boy, that ordinary boy.
Or was it all in my head?
Did he ask if I would come along
It all seemed so real.
But as I looked to the door,
I saw that boy standing there with a deal."
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They looked uneasily around at the place they were forced to temporarily call home. It didn't have much to show where comfort was concerned. Afraid of the small creatures that could be living inside, Ephram lifted boards carefully and placed them aside.
"Thank God you brought your bag with," she said and he started looking through it as they sat on the dirty floor. He had packed a shirt, a few candles to "set the mood" when he told her his feelings, a lighter, and a box of crackers. He opened it excitedly.
"Animal cracker?" he asked, his voice muffled from having 3 in his mouth already. He held the box out to her and she just gave him a weird look.
"Are you being serious right now?" she asked him with the same strange look on her face and a small hint of playful ridiculing laugher. "You're eating animal crackers and you just passed up all those other things in your bag we could use?" He slowly stopped chewing, realizing she was right. He swallowed hard. She laughed, pulled the box away from him, and started eating them too.
"That's what I thought," he said now trying to light the candles. He crouched down to light each one, there being five; and as he looked up past the wick he saw her eyes glimmering at him. She too was captivated by his gaze. The light that reflected off his eyes from the flame was stronger than the burning itself. They sat next to one another and he draped the shirt he had brought over her. "It's not very long, but it'll have to do I guess," he said leaning in to cover her with it more.
"It's perfect," she said. They stayed in the moment for what seemed like forever; it was really only a few minutes. "I'm glad I'm here with you. It could've and would've been Wendell. Poor unsuspecting me would've went with him just to be nice,"
"Yeah, or Tommy . . ." he said his eyes narrowing again as they had before.
"Oh would you just stop with that already," she said brushing her hand on his cheek. His face felt warm.
"About what happened before . . . before Wendell came in . . . did you want it to happen?" he asked nervously and on a more serious note.
"You mean how we almost kissed?" she asked obviously, making him laugh slightly; not out of mockery but out of blatancy.
"Yeah," he said looking up at her now.
"I wanted it to happen, yes. But I'm glad it didn't," she said in a monotone voice, masking her emotions so he couldn't see through her.
"Oh . . ." he responded, obviously hurt.
"No, it's not what you think. I just . . . think we should talk through it before . . . you know? If we're going to kiss it should be for the right reasons, both of us being completely honest with the other, not just doing it because we're attracted to each other. We've . . . we've done that." She explained, stuttering slightly out of worry.
"Yes . . . but when I kissed you before, I did it because I loved you for you for you. Yes, you're pretty, God, are you pretty, but I loved you as a person inside too."
"Well . . ." she said inching closer to him.
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"And he said he my take my hand,
Live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams right in the palm of your hand
right in the palm of your hand,
right in the palm of your hand."
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The time was now 2 AM, and the chaperone in Amy's cabin began to panic; she had blown the set curfew by two hours.
"Who does she think she is?" the older woman asked angrily.
"She thinks she's Amy Abbott, town princess," Kayla said snottily. "I bet I know where she is," she added with a smirk on her face. "I saw her with Ephram Brown . . ."
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"Just a day, just an ordinary day
Just tryin' to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky"
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These two friends, these two star-crossed lovers, were about to begin a conversation that should've taken place so long ago. Each with their own individual worries and concerns, each with their own hopes and dreams of what would come; neither knowing what would come of that night; neither knowing what was happening back at the lodge.
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A/N: okay, keep those reviews and song suggestions coming. I appreciate it so very much.
Chapter 8 uses "Ordinary Day" by Vanessa Carlton
Chapter 8: Ordinary Day
"I don't mean to doubt your skills or anything here, but where the HELL are we?!" Amy screamed at a now cringing Ephram. They had been walking on a very tedious, pathless journey for nearly 2 hours. Wendell had said a mile but this was ridiculous . . .
"I'm sure we're very close now," he said backing away from her nervously. Neither of them minded the walking; it was the layers and layers of snow that was forming a seemingly death blanket below them that bothered them. The wind had picked up, but they didn't feel it. Weaving between the forest's trees, they tried their best to avoid the patches of ice and large snow banks.
"Ephram stop," Amy said standing still for the first time since they had set out. He turned around and looked at her, amazed that she was willing to stand in one spot for so long; she had been so adamant about them not wasting time. "This looks awfully familiar, are you sure we aren't going in a circle?"
"Amy, it's the forest. There are trees, there's snow, its GOING TO LOOK THE SAME!" he said bluntly, being too cold to formulate a nice way to put it. He figured he was far enough away to say that without being punched or slapped. He turned and started back at the trees ahead of him, trying to see if she was right about going in circles. "You know, I think you're ri . . .Amy? Hey! Amy where'd you go?!" he shouted nervously. *Great, I lost her, that's all I need* he thought sarcastically. "Hey, this isn't funny, you're really freaking me out. It's dark and it's cold and I can't see you," he continued.
THUMP. Ephram was whacked over the head with a giant ball of snow. He stood there motionless, realizing what had just happened, then started wiping the snow from his eyes so he could see. He heard a distant giggle.
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"Just a day,
Just an ordinary day.
Just tryin' to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky.
And as he asked if i would come along
I started to realize-
That everyday you find
Just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star he shines.
He said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams right in the palm of your hand?"
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"Alright, where are you?" He asked now picking up snow and hiding it behind his back. She, being unable to suppress her giggles, gave away her location right away. She was behind a tree about 10 feet away. He ran toward her, throwing two snow balls.
"Now I see how much you care about me," she joked, "I was standing barely 2 trees away and you were giving up hope," she said brushing the snow off her.
"I was worried," he said sweetly. She moved into hug him then playfully pushed him over in the snow. He toppled down and landed in a giant pile of it. "Again with the pushing?" he asked spitting snow out of his mouth. He stood up and started chasing after her. They made more progress in a straight path in those few minutes than they had the whole time they had been searching. "Come here you!" he yelled pulling her gently by the elbow in fun. He picked the wrong time to do it; there was a patch of ice right below her and she slipped, nearly falling on her face. He turned quickly and caught her.
"You okay?" she heard him ask. Her face was frozen and the only thing warming it was his hot breath.
"Yeah . . ." she said still a bit shaky from the fall. It wasn't until she broke away from his eyes that she saw it; the abandoned cabin. "Ephram, look!" she said standing up carefully. Their eyes fell on an old, brown, log building. They walked silently and anxiously to the shabby building. "You think this is it?" she said scrunching up her face.
"Well it looks pretty abandoned, but I don't hear any music. I thought there was a party here!" he said shocked. He walked up the stairs carefully then stopped. "Are you coming?" he asked outstretching his hand.
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"And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words
Although they did not feel
For I felt what I had not felt before
You'd swear those words could heal.
And as I looked up into those eyes
His vision borrows mine.
And to know he's no stranger,
For I feel I've held him for all of time.
And he said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams right in the palm of your hand
in the palm of your hand."
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"Would you BECAREFUL please?!" she said nervously, but instinctively took steps toward his hand. "We don't know how sturdy it is, you could fall through or something." By now she had reached his hand.
"We'll just open the door and look in. If we don't see a party we'll turn around and assume we should've turned left instead of right," he said with interest in his voice as he dusted snow off the knob of the door. She sighed.
"This could be private property we're on. You're not even supposed to be here, we don't need to be arrested or worse, shot . . ." she said but it was too late. It was as if he hadn't even heard her warning. His hand had already turned the knob and they had entered. She bit her lower lip. As much as she disapproved, she was instantly drawn to the old furniture and pictures on the walls.
"This looks more condemned than it does abandoned," he said dusting off a picture frame.
"Well, no party here, guess we can turn around and go back to the lodge. It's probably better we don't party anyway . . ." she said quickly in a chipper tone. She was relieved in a way. He let go of her hand and walked into one of the other smaller rooms.
"Wow, come check this out! This is amazing!" he said in an excited voice. She knew it must've been something pretty cool because his voice only sounded that happy when talking about a few things.
When she approached the room she saw Ephram seated at a large, old, black piano. His eyes widened with amazement. She couldn't help but smile. "It's pretty out of tune, but look at the way it was made. These lines, the keys . . ." he continued lightly running his fingers over it as if it were made of precious gold.
"Why don't you play something?" she asked, sitting next to him on the bench. It was cute how excited he was. He set his fingers on the keys and began playing a very out of tune version of the song he had written for her. Upon finishing the song he continued by playing a few more songs. Songs turned into minutes, minutes into hours.
She listened intently, and when he was done playing he asked, "Do you want to turn around and go back now? You've been so patient this whole time. I could tell you were uncomfortable."
"No. It was sweet; like a little kind in a candy store," she said smiling
"Or a puppy waiting for its food?" he asked referring back to her previous mockery of him as a dog. She laughed and looked down. They got up and walked toward the door to leave. They were pretty sure if they just walked in a straight path they'd make it back okay. They had small talk and Amy moved to turn the knob.
"Ephram, it won't move! It's stuck!" she yelled.
"Let me see it, here move aside,"
"What? I'm not strong enough? I'm TELLING you it's stuck!" she said panicking. Indeed it was.
"Well, we'll just go out one of the windows, no big deal," he said moving to look out the window. His jaw dropped. "Or . . . not" Snow was falling at an insane rate, and had already built up around the door and windows. "I don't think we'll even be able to force our way out. Even if we do we won't make it back to the lodge, we'll freeze or get lost worse than we originally were or . . ."
"Well what're we going to do? We can't STAY here all night! You have to leave tomorrow or you'll get in trouble and God knows the chaperone in my cabin will freak when I'm not in the room by curfew . . ."
"They don't know I'm here though. The only people that saw us together were Wendell and Tommy,"
"Still . . . it's not safe here,"
"We'll have to settle for it, Amy. It's safer than trying to go back. Maybe it'll clear in a few hours," he said rubbing the fog away from the window, then turning and softening his eyes to her.
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"Please come with me,
See what I see.
Touch the stars for time will not flee.
Time will not flee.
Can't you see
Just a dream, just an ordinary dream.
As I wake in bed
And the boy, that ordinary boy.
Or was it all in my head?
Did he ask if I would come along
It all seemed so real.
But as I looked to the door,
I saw that boy standing there with a deal."
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They looked uneasily around at the place they were forced to temporarily call home. It didn't have much to show where comfort was concerned. Afraid of the small creatures that could be living inside, Ephram lifted boards carefully and placed them aside.
"Thank God you brought your bag with," she said and he started looking through it as they sat on the dirty floor. He had packed a shirt, a few candles to "set the mood" when he told her his feelings, a lighter, and a box of crackers. He opened it excitedly.
"Animal cracker?" he asked, his voice muffled from having 3 in his mouth already. He held the box out to her and she just gave him a weird look.
"Are you being serious right now?" she asked him with the same strange look on her face and a small hint of playful ridiculing laugher. "You're eating animal crackers and you just passed up all those other things in your bag we could use?" He slowly stopped chewing, realizing she was right. He swallowed hard. She laughed, pulled the box away from him, and started eating them too.
"That's what I thought," he said now trying to light the candles. He crouched down to light each one, there being five; and as he looked up past the wick he saw her eyes glimmering at him. She too was captivated by his gaze. The light that reflected off his eyes from the flame was stronger than the burning itself. They sat next to one another and he draped the shirt he had brought over her. "It's not very long, but it'll have to do I guess," he said leaning in to cover her with it more.
"It's perfect," she said. They stayed in the moment for what seemed like forever; it was really only a few minutes. "I'm glad I'm here with you. It could've and would've been Wendell. Poor unsuspecting me would've went with him just to be nice,"
"Yeah, or Tommy . . ." he said his eyes narrowing again as they had before.
"Oh would you just stop with that already," she said brushing her hand on his cheek. His face felt warm.
"About what happened before . . . before Wendell came in . . . did you want it to happen?" he asked nervously and on a more serious note.
"You mean how we almost kissed?" she asked obviously, making him laugh slightly; not out of mockery but out of blatancy.
"Yeah," he said looking up at her now.
"I wanted it to happen, yes. But I'm glad it didn't," she said in a monotone voice, masking her emotions so he couldn't see through her.
"Oh . . ." he responded, obviously hurt.
"No, it's not what you think. I just . . . think we should talk through it before . . . you know? If we're going to kiss it should be for the right reasons, both of us being completely honest with the other, not just doing it because we're attracted to each other. We've . . . we've done that." She explained, stuttering slightly out of worry.
"Yes . . . but when I kissed you before, I did it because I loved you for you for you. Yes, you're pretty, God, are you pretty, but I loved you as a person inside too."
"Well . . ." she said inching closer to him.
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"And he said he my take my hand,
Live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams right in the palm of your hand
right in the palm of your hand,
right in the palm of your hand."
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The time was now 2 AM, and the chaperone in Amy's cabin began to panic; she had blown the set curfew by two hours.
"Who does she think she is?" the older woman asked angrily.
"She thinks she's Amy Abbott, town princess," Kayla said snottily. "I bet I know where she is," she added with a smirk on her face. "I saw her with Ephram Brown . . ."
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"Just a day, just an ordinary day
Just tryin' to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky"
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These two friends, these two star-crossed lovers, were about to begin a conversation that should've taken place so long ago. Each with their own individual worries and concerns, each with their own hopes and dreams of what would come; neither knowing what would come of that night; neither knowing what was happening back at the lodge.
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A/N: okay, keep those reviews and song suggestions coming. I appreciate it so very much.