Dead Poets Society
Todd Anderson x OC
Effy Goodhall has been the only girl at Welton Prep for years now. She came in junior high when she was a young genius searching for her perfect school.
Just as usual, she returns to Weldon with her best friends...
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Right as Todd entered the cave, Charlie chucked, deciding to shove Effy in after him. Before she could even think to stumble and try to catch herself before she was thrown onto Todd, who was consequently thrown onto the dirt floor.
"Charlie!" Effy exclaimed. "Oh-sorry, Todd," she groaned as she realized she was gripping onto him for balance as he pushed both of them off the ground.
"It-it's okay, don't worry," he said shakily, telling Effy that he was actually humiliated. When she turned to give Charlie a threatening look, he only gave her a wink.
"Dalton, I swear--" she exclaimed, practically pouncing onto him. Neil grabbed her in time as he scurried to the exit of the cave, pausing when he saw that Neil had grabbed her.
"Neil, Todd, you guy's gonna keep me safe from your monster from Hell?" Charlie asked lightheartedly.
"Yeah, yeah, calm down Dalton," Neil said as Todd took Effy's wrist, pulling her back down to where he was seated.
"Do, do you wanna sit on my coat or something?" Todd asked.
"No, no, that's okay," she sighed, turning to him. "Thanks, Todd," she added, giving him a small smile. He was still burning red in the cheeks and neck from their "tumble."
"No problem," he said shyly. "At least you have the guts to go after Charlie, as opposed to me," he said with a slight laugh, making Effy laugh along with him, although most of her joy came from the fact that Todd was loosening up at all. She whipped her head around when Pitts slammed his head against the roof of the cave, making them only laugh more.
"You okay?" Neil asked, holding back his own laughter.
"Oh, God. Clowns," groaned Pitts.
"All right, forget the fire," Neil said, gesturing to the boys failing their awful attempts at fire starting. "Let's get started, gentleman--and lady," he added, giving a slight bow to Effy. A warm blush peppered her face as she bowed her head back with a little smile.
Todd furrowed his eyebrows at the exchange.
Neil stood before the group with a book and cigarette in hand, taking a drag.
"I hereby reconvene the Dead Poets Society."
"Whoo! Yeah!" Effy cheered enthusiastically, elbowing Todd and giving him a grin as they both clapped.
"Welton chapter. The meeting will be conducted by myself and the other new initiates now present. Todd Anderson--" Neil nodded to Todd. "--because he prefers not to read, will keep minutes of the meetings."
Todd gave an awkward smile and looked away, making Effy put a reassuring hand on his. He looked up at her, taken aback, but she was just smiling up at Neil, still with her rosy cheeks. Todd turned his hand to hold hers back, intertwining their fingers before Neil spoke again.
