Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Everwood characters, they are the property of Greg Berlanti. I own the original characters.
Peanut butter, bread, milk, chicken nuggets, frozen peas.... Ephram....... read the list of things his father had asked him to pick up at the grocery store. He was still pissed at his father, but he needed these things too. He took a shopping cart and headed down the produce aisle of the Everwood General Store. As he carelessly pushed the groceries into his cart he saw her. HER. The blonde girl. Her name was Brittany. He knew her name from the tag she had on her apron she was a stock-girl at the market. He just had to talk to her. He walked up to her. He throat was as dry as hell and felt like someone shoved a piece of sandpaper down it; much like it did when he first met Amy... NO! He mentally yelled at himself, Don' t think about her! He started to say "Excuse me," but got cut-off by a big, burly man who said "Tiffany!"
"My name is Brittany, Hank! I told you a thousand times! What do you need?
" The register's receipt-tape won't come out!"
"Coming !" She yelled at the man.
She turned around to Ephram and said One second,I'll be right back." She winked and followed Hank behind the counter.
Ephram wanted to faint! She walked back about a minute later.
"Sorry, handsome." She said to Ephram."What were you saying?"
"Uh, um... durh, uh... dah... um...." He was babbling."
You're cute!" She said after she giggled.
"She thinks I' m cute!" He thought to himself. Then he did something so un-Ephram-like, he turned around to see if someone elsewas there and had said it.
"Would you like to go out with me on Friday?" He asked her.
She looked stricken "Wow. I mean sure! Do you mind if I bring my friends? The ones that were on the couch with me yesterday? We sort of had plans, but now this can be like a double date!"
She had seen him! He could feel his cheeks burning."I wasn't spying if that's what you think... I just had to get the mail...."
"On a Sunday?"
"Yeah. We have a special postal carrier. He's not too bright. He always forgets the mail on Saturday, so he brings it on Sunday." What a STUPID lie, he thought. She giggled again.
"Whatever you say, Ephram." How does she know my name?, he thought.
"I stopped by the doctors office yesterday because of my migraines. " she said "and I met your father. He showed me pictures of his kids and told me all about them- about you ."
"Is that so? Hmmm... what's your number? This way I can call you to work our the details about Friday."
"You certainly don't waste time!"
"Well...." She took his hand and scribbled a number on it. She kissed him on the cheek and said "I can't wait, handsome..." as she walked off to help Hank again. He didn' t know what to think of her. For one thing, shedoesn't waste any time, he thought!