A/N: New Story with the Ed's Yaoi. A cliche plot, yes, but I attempt to work with it, yes...

Plot: Follow the Journey of The Ed's Transition to High School with the a few twists. A new program at the Peach Creek Junior High allows the students to test into school across the country. Will this affect the Ed's High School experience, or will this statement be null and void and begin a very anti-climactic story...Let's Watch :D Couples will develop according to my whim...But strong Ed x Edd XD

Chapter 1: May the Festivities Begin!

The morning started as it always did for the small cul-de-sac of Peach Creak. It was early morning, five hours, fifty nine minutes and forty five seconds, he knew because he always beat the alarm by about thirty seconds before it went off; a recent investigation he conducted showed the median to be at approximately 28.5 seconds. He sat up and turned off the alarm just before it rang, as he usually did. He hopped out of bed and quickly, while at the same time efficiently, made his bed to a sickening perfection. Than while checking his usual sticky notes he walked through the empty house, cataloged each note and prepared for his day by taking a nice shower.

Yup, just a normal day for Double D. It had been this way for as long as he could remember. Every morning brought the same chores, the same empty house and the same shower and clothes that always waited for him in his room. He sighed as he walked into the kitchen to begin his sticky note dictated morning. After his breakfast he finished off most of his morning chores and had only to pick up the mail.

Now, most mornings this task was as easily forgettable as the others, but he anticipated something inside the small mail box outside of his house that had the potential to change his life. He grabbed all the letters in his hands and rushed them into the house, placing them in a perfectly measured pile. He patiently sifted through the usual junk mail and the occasional bill, all the while sorting each letter to a pile for each recipient. Nearing the end of the seemingly endless pile, he began to feel distraught at the possibility that his ticket to a new world had been lost, until he came upon the final letter in the pile.

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It was eight o'clock, or whatever. It didn't matter much what time it was, but the beating on the door told him it was time to get out of bed. He grumbled at the harborer of this early awakening as he grabbed the nearest towel on the path to his shower; holding the usual 'clean, dirty, same diff.' mentality.

His shower finished, Eddy decided on the same old, sleek clothing that he dawned every day from his wardrobe of wonders. Sure, the look was a little monotonous, but 'when you look this good', clothing is just an accessory. He schmoozed over to the mirror and began to play with his hair, in the usual fashions. After mocking half the block with his shape defying hairs, his mother knocked once more to ask him to pick up the mail on his way out; running late, she was lucky to make it to the car if it wasn't parked where it was supposed to be.

Eddy sighed, but learned well enough not to fight it. He waved a lack luster arm as she left for work and he continued into his house with the mail. He threw random letters and bills here and there, nothing exciting, until he reached the final letter.

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The room was dark, dank, lifeless. Noxious fumes seemed to emit from the humble surroundings; walls and floors caked with month old clothing and monster movie posters. Time didn't seem to exist in this realm of reality... but if it did, it was probably eight thirty or so. Loud, strange noises can be heard, yet not seen, from the direction of a large mass that seemed to move every once in a while. The sounds were heavy, but seemed peaceful and of no evil intent. However, a new noise seemed to hold this deadly quality. Strong, brutal noises could be heard at increasing volumes as this new, threatening mystery continued on it's course of destruction.

As quickly as the darkness seemed to spawn into existence, it vanished in a menacing flash of blinding light. A flicker of bright orange hair streamed into the room with the speed of a dedicated assassin. The mass was now identified as the tallest, and slowest in wit of the Ed boys; The Ed boy that was also in the most trouble at this point of time. Still sleeping in his oh-so-deep sleep, which Double D often claims as a side effect of his lack of normal brain function, kept him blissfully unaware of the horrors soon to be unleashed by the deadliest of enemies, the younger sibling.

"E-e-e-e-e-e-eD!!!!" Shrieked the ginger headed monster. The noise not only: shuck the house violently, caused Rolf's cattle to stampede in the middle of branding and frazzle multiple military, sound sensitive technology within a forty-two mile radius, but also woke up Ed. Now out of bed and on his ceiling, he retorted to the new disturbance first as a threat from the latest monster movie he stayed up all night watching. As the waking world became more in focus, he realized it was something much worse. Fully dressed, he managed to scuttle across the ceiling and take off in a mad dash as a new screech was emitted from 'The Monster in Ed's Basement'. As he made a mad dash away from the set of this new movie, that would premiere as one of the best B movies in all the small theaters of the world, he managed to run through the mailbox. Yes, through the mailbox, carrying with him all the mail inside in random areas; clinging to his person by the momentum he created and holding for dear life. In that unfortunate stack of mail, happened to be, what would have been, the last letter in the stack.

It was late summer in the cul-de-sac, but unlike most summers, it was one of the biggest things to happen to all the cul-de-sac kids since they all entered into middle school. I speak, of course, of the next step in education, High School. Now, for a hand-full of the teens, there was nothing new happening, they were registered for Peach Creek High, the straight-shot high school that all kids were registered straight from the sister middle school. However, a few of them decided to take some extra opportunities and test into tougher high schools through their middle schools Greater Education Foundation. Put that to mind with the fact that sense most of the teens their were all in the same age group, a majority of the entire block was going to start their high school careers. If the excitement, anxiety and pressure wasn't felt by the kids, it was certainly felt by the parents.

So far out off all the kids: Nazz, Johnny, Kevin, Rolf, Sarah and Jimmy knew where they were going. Sarah and Jimmy, being the youngest, would be continuing at Peach Creek Middle School. Rolf and Kevin both have chosen to stay and attend at Peach Creek High. Johnny tested into two different private schools in the area and decided to go to the Woodsdale Institute for the Gifted; Plank would continue at Peach Creek High for more than obvious reasons, or so his parents told him and lastly, Nazz would be going to an out of state high school that was not only famous for education, but also for it's acrobatic and cheerleading teams. This was their Middle School's first attempt at the program and the results of the experiences would format how, and if, the program would be managed in the future. The last students whose test status they waited on were the Ed's.

Double D took the initiative to test into the highest level school the program had to offer, which also happened to be the furthest away. Eddy was forced into the testing by his mother, but was sure of his failure and got her to register him for his dream school, Peach Creek; you know, "just in case." Ed was testing to see if he could continue on TO high school; a little tutoring from Edd gave him a chance, but the results were still on the wings of chance for the moment. By the looks of it, they would all soon find out at the same time.

Just as Double D was about to open the neatly sealed envelope that seemed ambiguous to the answers that lay within, he heard the sounds of a door opening and mud being tracked on his clean floors. Running into action with his cleaning materials in close range he greeted the intruder in the same way he always did when he entered in this way.

"ED! Do you KNOW how many pathogens and filth you've welcomed into my house!" Ed stopped on a dime and looked down at his trail of dirt that he had left. He smiled reassuringly.

"Don't worry Double D. I didn't let any Pathagorins in, just mud!" He stated proudly. Edd looked at him for a second and let a friendly chuckle escape him. Ed took this as a high sign and walked over to the smartest of the Ed boys and gave him a big bear hug. Usually the action resulted in a flood of OCD shrieks and convulsions from Edd, however it felt different. Double D had began to notice over the past couple of weeks that he began to enjoy this close contact demonstration of affection. Confused, Edd found his escape easily enough when he spotted what looked to be the last letter lucky enough to follow Ed the entire way.

"Oh Ed, your results are in too!?" Ed maneuvered his head into one of his hard to believe position, that continued to puzzle Edd. He noticed the letter and seemed to shrivel at the thought of the secrets the letter held. In Ed's state of shock, Double D managed to slip Ed's shoes off and set them besides the door. He than picked the letter up from off his, now clean, floors; Ed had relocated to a corner of Edd's house, trembling in fear of the small paper envelope.

Just as Edd had coaxed Ed out of the corner, and peace had seemed to be restored to his house, Eddy had decided to make his presence known.

"Hey Guys! Betcha can't guess what I got in the mail this morning." He said with the self-confident suave only Eddy could muster.

"It wouldn't happen to be your High School test results, would it." Double D said with a lack luster expression; he was only musing himself for he knew Eddy would never be excited for such things.

"Hell no! Something MUCH better." Eddy revealed his prize, much to Edd's disgust. In his hands he held one of those dirty Magazines that Double D couldn't stand being in the same room with; most likely his brothers or something. Ed couldn't really tell what it was, thanks to his innocence, but he decided to take Doubles D's approach; like tutor like pupil.

As Eddy began to tear the parental-advisory-warning-plastic off of his sleazy prize, the letter that he eluded from earlier, slipped from the back, right into Double D's clutches. Eddy shot him an annoyed look.

"Oh, c'mon sock head. The only one who doesn't think I failed that thing is my mother. Why do I have to know how not good I did." Double D's flinch at his grammar solidified the statement with a very nice exclamation point.

"Regardless, I vote that we all look at the results together, it might help Ed." Eddy looked over at his lumpy friend, now fighting off his letter on the table Edd had put it on with a feather duster's wooden end. Though he mused at how much fun it would be to tape it to the back of Ed's head, he knew well enough not to do such in Double D's house. He also needed the two of them to join him in Peach Creek High if he would ever get to the top.

"...Fine, lets just get this over with! I have an evening planned!"

As they entered the kitchen, Ed realized that he had more on the line than anyone else. Eddy started out a failing student, but managed to raise his grades up on a C to D average which gave him enough passing grades to move on without aid and Edd was a genius. Ed's skills in Math, Science and Grammar were below the level of middle school proficiency and made up the bulk of his failing grades, but his abilities in the Arts, History and, even more surprisingly, Reading Comprehension developed during his attendance at Peach Creek Jr. High and seemed to be up to the high school level. The councilors had decided, in all fairness, to administer a test. With the help of a tutor, the test was a no-fail, point-system test targeted to see if he could survive under the state requirements for his subjects.

As Ed cowered behind the table, Eddy tore open his results sloppily that put the obvious in print. He would be attending the High School of his choice.

"As if I cared." Eddy stated as he put his feet up on Edd's table; much to Edd's detest. Ed continued his staring contest with the envelope. Double D put a reassuring hand on Ed's shoulder; their study sessions created a stronger bond between the two than anything prior to it.

"Only one way to find out Ed." Double D said comfortingly. Ed nodded and picked up the letter. He stared at the back of the envelope, hoping that all that hard work paid off. Ed couldn't care less if he had proven that he was fit for high school; heck, he was held back in elementary school. The only thing he cared about was making Edd happy. Double D tried so hard to help him pass this test without complaining once and when he did something right, Double D seemed so happy. Ed came to find that he felt weird when Double D was happy and he liked it when Double D was close. He didn't understand why, he just liked it, and if getting into high school made Double D happy and allowed Ed to be closer to him, he would gladly try his hardest. He just wasn't sure if it was good enough.

After what seemed like an eternity, Ed finally took a deep breath and opened up the letter. The point system would be represented by percents for each subject, the goal cumulative average was to be greater than 50% in four subjects: Math, Science, Reading and Writing. The results, typed in the font size of a sadist, revealed the percents Ed achieved for each, which he read aloud: Math 45%, Science 35% and Writing 52%.

There was only one score left and Double D was worried; keeping track in his head, the cumulative average so-far was 44%. The next score could make, or break Ed. Ed continued with his final score. His Reading percentage was a 72%. His final percent got him into high school by just 1%.

Double D wasn't too happy with the results, but couldn't help but express his joy for Ed. He turned the tables on Ed and jumped him in a friendly embrace; Edd realized what he was doing and jumped a measurable distance back. Eddy was also happy, though he had a different way of showing it.

"Well guess the whole gang is heading to high school after all." Eddy prided, smacking the back of Ed's head right into the table. As Eddy beamed Double D took the opportunity to open his own letter. The test for the high school of his choosing was tough, and was uncertain of his results. As he began to read the letter his heart raced.

"Yup, the Ed's are all going to Peach Creek High!" Ed chimed in with excitement. Double D shot up from his letter as if a lightning rod had drawn every excited valance electron from the surroundings and straight through his system. In his studying to prepare for this test, he had failed to tell his friends that he tested for a school that was the farthest away from Peach Creek. If he were to be accepted and to choose to accept, he would not be attending the same school as his two equally named cohorts, but also traveling farther away from his friends than he had ever done before. Edd scrolled down the letter faster.

"That's right Ed, we'll be kings of the place, I tell ya!" Double D's heart stopped. As the two Ed's raced outside to tell the others the good news, the letter fell from Double D's limp hands. The letter glided to the floor face up, displaying the face side of the paper with a red stamp near the bottom declaring as simply as possible: Accepted.

A/N: Well, it's slightly awkward and a little pasty...but it's long...that's all that matters XD Hope it was sit-through-able :D