Chapter 1:

"Double-D, just take a drink! It's not going to kill you!" Eddy had been trying to get Edd to drink alcohol with him for months now. Eddy would have his 'parties' (maybe 10 people), and would invite Edd hoping to get him to go off track for once, and do something that he would normally never do.

"Come on Double-D, you won't smoke cigarettes, do any drugs, or drink alcohol?" Eddy pried at the already uncomfortable Edd. "No, I will not. Eddy, Cigarettes can cause cancer, alcohol can cause liver failure, and marijuana puts a person under the influence causing them to not think. All three of those can lead to death, and frankly Eddy, I do not want to ruin, nor do I want to kill my body, and neither should you."

"You know something, you've been a real pain in the ass ever since you got a girlfriend Double-D. You don't spend time with me and Ed, you don't even text us back, and you refuse to grow out of your elementary status, and do something fun. Like partying, partying is fun."

Edd had recently developed a relationship with a girl name Scarlette. She was new to Peach Creek, and brought along an interesting and different aura than everyone else. She wasn't very tall, about 5'6. Hair dyed an aquamarine blue, which accented her azure eyes. Her hair met her bellybutton, and was always straight and teased to look big on top. She was slender, weighing about 115 lbs. (far more petite than many girls Edd normally in peach creek). She was defiantly beautiful.

She first caught Edd's eye the first day of their junior year, about 1 month ago. She was in Edd's AP English class, and to him, happened to be the only girl that really looked unique. Maybe it was her blue hair and eyes, maybe it was the tight jeans, and band t-shirts that she wore daily. He wasn't sure, all he knew, was that he admired her grace, her intelligence, and her charisma that she brought to the classroom.

Scarlette had asked Edd out, assuming that even if he did like her, he wouldn't make a move. During class, Scarlette had passed Edd a note. At first he was appalled that she wasn't paying attention to Mr. Roye, their English teacher, but she urged him to read it with a slight glance.

Edd opened the note that was geometrically perfectly folded into fourths. The note read…

'Edd, I think you're absolutely adorable, and very cool! Please go out with me this Friday night. I promise you won't regret it.'

At first Edd was confused. What about him was 'adorable' or 'cool'? He had long black hair that went down to about his top lip when not in his black beanie, that he always wore. He wore mostly plaid shirts, and black jeans, too afraid to stray from the style he had adopted way back in elementary school. He had soft green eyes, but nothing dramatic. He was tall, 6'2 to be exact, and a bit lanky. He had put on a little muscle over the years, trying to not seem so vulnerable anymore. He was still bullied, but not as occasionally. He was a dork. Nothing more, nothing less.

Of course he had thought about changing his style and personality, but he was far too afraid. He was afraid that he would get picked on more.

Edd wanted to know what he would look like in skinny jeans, and wanted to express his love of rock music with t-shirts. Maybe wear a studded belt and trade his nerd status in for something more extravagant. He wanted to be liked, but there seemed to be no possible way that would happen, until he got that note.

The date did occur, and Edd decided to pursue a relationship with Scarlette. They had now been dating for about 3 weeks, and having a girlfriend was a completely new experience to him, and maybe just what he needed to find himself.

Edd picked up his cellphone and hit the power button revealing his wallpaper, a stunning photo of Scarlette. He didn't think that he had changed much. He did adopt a pair of black skinny jeans and a pair of black converse, but that was the only thing that had changed. So how was he an ass? Because he was finding himself, and was spending time with the girl who made it all happen? He still studied, keeping up straight A's at all times. He was still a nerd.

"Eddy, I have not derived from my previous self as much as you proclaim. I am still me, the same me I have always been. I just look a little different, and have a girlfriend. I do not see what the big fuss is about."

"I don't care how you look, it's the way you act. You act like you're too cool to be with us now, because Scarlette doesn't like us."

"That is not true Eddy! She just doesn't like your immaturity."

Eddy was getting mad. He walked up to Ed, his head reaching his chin, and snarled. "Double-D, she does the same 'immature' things that we do. She drinks alcohol, she smokes. So what's the big difference?"

"The difference is Eddy, that she doesn't push it on me. She understands that I don't believe in doing such things as a social act."

"Whatever sock-head. Maybe you should head home. It's past your curfew isn't it?"

The sarcasm in Eddy's tone stung Edd. "Fine. I will take my leave then. Have a good night Eddy. I'll see you tomorrow."