Hey there! Alright, this is out to my dear friend Emma who just turned sixteen.
Oh what a lovely age, Anywho-
I hope you enjoy this Emma, and that goes out to others who come across this kevedd Fanfiction.
This one is only rated M due to language.
Please do enjoy!
P.S.
I do not own EEnE
& Nathan (Nat) Goldberg belongs to Mama Acid (C2ndy2c1d ~ )
It was the time for flowers to bloom, bees to buzz, and the temperature to make the once crispy cool air to warm. It was spring for this small town called Peach
Creek. It was coming up to the mid-term mark of the school year. Making a certain nerd busy and stir about to prep for those who would seek tutoring from the very nerd. Eddward, or Edd but well known as Double D paced around his room. Thinking of things he needed to prep for exactly; in this case, the future tutoring sessions he'll be teaching. The ravenette went up to his bedroom window to crack it open a bit for air. The fresh smell of spring rushing in and up into his nostrils. He let out a small sigh, letting a tiny smile appear upon his pale lips.
"I wonder what joyous students will seek my help this term to expand their knowledge." Edd said into the spring breeze as he leaned upon the windowsill of his room.
Looking out at the cul-de-sac that was once full of him, and his childhood companions would run about. A lot hasn't changed for Edd. His friends still saw him, but with Eddy finding a girl to be his and Ed taking an interest in attending a club about zombies, or something of the sorts that did not interest Double Dee. The three haven't really hung together in a while, but it didn't bother Edd too much as it allowed him to focus on his studies more. His sapphire eyes examined the cul-de-sac; Only to have something catch his eyes. A red head jock holding a decent amount of paper, His grassy green eyes scanning it ever so fast. Some curses spilling from his mouth were hardly heard, but still made their way up to Edd's ears. Only to make the puny ravenette to shake his head at such foul language.
"She's fuckin' nuts. Makin' me do something like this to make me pass this dumb class. Pssh, whatever." Kevin grumbled while staring at the packet of papers right before his very eyes. Walking up the stairs to his home, he gripped onto the papers while his other hand fished around in his pants pockets for his keys. A small 'Aha' escaped his lips once he found the small pieces of metal. He unlocked the door to only then go upstairs to a messy room that he dwells the most in. Throwing the papers onto a desk that clearly lacked organization, and dropping his bag to the ground. The red head then plopped onto his bed; Letting out a long sigh of exhaustion.
Zzzt Zzzt Zzzt.
Echoed through the room, only to make the young jock sit up and reach into his pocket to receive his phone. Looking at the screen; He saw a teal-haired male take surface of it. Rolling his eyes, He slid his fingers across the screen and brought the phone up to his ears.
"Whats up, Nat?" Kevin asked while falling back into the comfort of his bed.
"What was up with Mrs. Castrate wanting you to stay after school?" The teal-haired teenager snickered. Only cutting to the chase as usual with his questions. Even if he knew it was none of his business, but hey, Kevin was his best friend so it was alright. Kevin clenched his teeth a little, not even laughing at Nat's nickname for their English teacher. Just thinking about the conversation with Mrs. Lacastro made Kevin peeved.
"I'm failin' her stickin' class.." Kevin grumbled then started back up. "And now she's making me . . . ." He mumbled the last few words. Making Nat strain to hear them.
"She's making you what, Kev?" Questioned Nat. He really wanted to know now due to Kevin's mumbling.
"She's ... /mumble mumble mumble/"
"Keeevvvvin say it, stop bein' a pussy." Nat said through another snicker.
"Shut up, Nat." Kevin growled through the mic. "She's making me be Peter Pan for the spring play to bring up my grade in the f'in class." Kevin then only heard silence from Nat's end of the conversation then suddenly-
"BAHAHA. CHRIST THAT IS GOLD. YOU'RE GOING TO BE WEARING FUCKIN' TIGHTS KEVIN, AND BOUNCING AROUND LIKE A PIXIE. Oooh show off that booty."
Oooh, How Kevin wanted to pound in Nat's face now for sure. His face becoming flushed from sharing such information, but he knew it was bound to be found out since word gets around Peach Creek easily. After a few more moments of Nat's laughing, Kevin tuned back in, and spoke.
"Let's forget I even told you this, alright?" Kevin sighed, taking off his red baseball cap and setting it into the bed.
"No can do.. Kev- Little tights.. little tights that'll be around your man sack. " Nat replied, trying to contain himself but utterly failed as he fell back into a fit of laughter. The red head clenched his fists, but start to relax them as he had a sudden memory fly back into his head.
"Nat you know what else is funny?"
"W-what? pfft." Nat, tried saying through his laughter.
"That party from over the summer." Silence fell upon the conversation held between the two males on the phones. A grin of satisfaction came across Kevin's face. Kevin has just scored himself a victory against the almighty Nat. A groan came through Kevin's cell speaker.
"Alright, alright. Let's not go there, Kev. Talk to you later!"
"Yea, talk to you later."
Right before the call ended Kevin could hear Nat faintly whispering into the phone "Little tights" before hanging up. Dropping his phone into the red comforter that sprawled over the bed. Kevin rubbed his temples, and closed his eyes. His lips parting to speak words out loud to himself.
"These next few weeks are gonna be long as hell.." Slowly, he drifted into a deep slumber after an exhausting day caused by the jail called school.
Sorry for the short chapter, I plan on making them longer in the future BUT for now this shall do ~