It was getting late. The sun, had begun to set, as Eddy made his way home. Angry as usual.
"Lousy teachers!... Stupid Science Class!"
Eddy grumbled, kicking a miniscule tin can, he had found along the way. Both hands, dug into his pockets. Eddy had spent the entire afternoon scavenging materials for a school project, he was assigned. Of course, you'd think, why not have Edd, help him, right? Well unfortunately, the assignment had been set, for groups of two. Double D being paired with Ed, while Eddy was paired with... Lee Kanker. Even though, Lee had become somewhat tolerable, over the course of a year, the very thought still made him, incredibly uncomfortable. Considering, he had developed a bit of a crush, on the young crimsonette. But, he'd never admit that.
Finally, Eddy had reached his home. Going round' back, to his room, Eddy slammed the door, behind he. Agitated, and exhausted, Eddy lay on his bed, flipping through an issue of,
Beach Babes: 2K 15.
Ring! Ring!
The phone rings. Eddy, rolling toward the noise, reached for the handle, in a lazy fashion.
"What, do you want?" Eddy asks.
It was, Eddward.
"Now Eddy, I understand you're upset, but I believe it'd be in your best interest to-"
"But! Nothin'! I ain't, doin' it!" Eddy interrupted.
"But Eddy. You, as well as myself, both know that, this assignment, will count for 40%, of our overall grade." Edd reasoned.
"And...what do I care..." Eddy replied. Completely aware of, the significance of the assignment.
"Well, you'll be forced to retake the class, again, Junior year." Double D, pleaded.
"..."
No response. Edd, continued.
"On another note, it's been over a year, since our last quarrel, with the Kankers. " Edd, explained.
"..."
Still, nothing.
"At least, consider it, Eddy."
At last, he spoke.
"Yeah...whatever...I'll see ya' tomorrow..."
Eddy hung the phone up, after he and Double D, said their goodbye, flopping onto his bed, gazing at the ceiling. Eddy's thoughts were conflicted. How could he become attracted, to the very being who had made his life a living Hell, before? Was it her aggressive nature, that drew him in? Or maybe, it his curiosity, that drove him... He remembered, a while back. Double D, saying something about, "All books, having a story." What was her story? What would his friends think? Their pal, dating... a Kanker... Eddy's mind raced. A second had passed, before he turned to his side. Away from his window, and toward his nightstand. The nightstand, where a scrap paper, with a number scribbled in red ink, sat peacefully. He thought a moment. ( Maybe... just...maybe... )
To Be Continued...