Kevin Barr had twenty hours, fourteen minutes, and forty-seven-no forty three seconds until his football game. It was the Homecoming game if his high school senior career. Kevin wished he could sleep; he knew just as well as anyone to be well rested and fed before a game. Yet, the three time team captain was once again running on thirty minute power naps and probably seven cups of coffee when he did finally decide to get up.

Kevin tossed around once again; desperately trying to find that sweet spot that would finally knock him out. He knew it didn't exist, but it was worth the shot.

Kevin had been restless the entire week. Which was unusual to the youngest Barr man in the family. Normally it took a bare minimum of eight wake up calls to even get him stirring. It was a known rule amounts his friend's at Peach Creek High, not to even try to communicate with Kevin until second period passing.

So why was the fiery redhead lying in the dark at 4:46a?

Kevin threw his pillow over his head and audibly growled, "Fuck…" He reached out to click off his alarm button.

"No use in trying anymore." He thought to himself, "I would only get fifteen minutes anyway."

Kevin got out of his mess of plaid blue and white sheets, and began his daily routine. As tired as his mind was, his body wasn't even a little fatigued. He started with twenty-five sit-up, then twenty-five push-ups. Once he was done, he headed to get ready for school.

Kevin normally woke up before his patents did. He would normally make some eggs, toast, bacon, and cereal for himself; but would leave some extra bacon for them and begin brewing their coffee after his.

As he was cooking, his thoughts began to wander. "Did I finish Ms. Jamerson's math work? Fucking stats suck. Did the team go over their plays last night? I swear to God if Jonny or Rolf give me that bullshit they forgot again I'm going to throttle them. I wonder if Ed-"

Kevin barely finished his thoughts before he came rushing back to the toaster to see it burnt. He sighed as he began the recovery process of scraping off the burnt part of the bread in hopes of salvaging something edible.

Once he was done cooking, it was 5:26a. Kevin pour his coffee into a thermos and began the second pot before he left.

Kevin had worked over the summers since his freshmen year of high school. He had saved up his money and manage to buy a motorcycle by his junior year. However, for an early senior grad gift, his dad had bought him a 1976 Chevy camaro. It was cherry red, with zig-zag racing stripes down the side. For this part of the year, Kevin was grateful for his hotrod on those super cold days. However, it wasn't a bad day to walk to school. The perfect mist had rolled over into the cul-de-sac, and a light drizzle started to set in.

"I think I'll walk."

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Eddward Marion Vincent had learned how to cope with lack of sleep. With homework, chores, extra credit work, AP classes, volunteer work, swim practice, and of course still squeezing time in for his friends, there was no time for sleep. From his outrageous schedule he would be amazed if he even got four hours. But, from 9:30p the night before until 5:30a today, he got sleep. Double D was well rested, and he was concerned. He had only ever slept that good over summer vacations. Not beginning of the school year.

As of late, Double D had been emerging himself in his studies more than ever. He got his AP Clac homework done within thirty-five minutes. That's with triple checking his answers and getting his extra credit done. He would normally take an hour and fifteen minutes to make sure everything was correct. But, all of Edd's homework had taken about the same time, around forty-five minutes. All of it done within 4 hours. Eddward would never rush schoolwork. He knew the consequences of rushing to get a job done and having below par results.

So why was he rushing through his classwork?

Double D was already out of his house by 6:00a, in his little sky blue Chevy Malibu, and on his way to the school by 6:15a. That was until he saw Kevin walking in the miserable weather.

Double D honked his horn to grab his childhood bully's attention. Years have passed between the duo and somewhere in the mess of Eddy's big brother being and now, they had become close friends. It was definitely a shock to the cul-de-sac kids, but after awhile it was hard to see them as anything but.

"Kevin Anthony Barr! You're going to catch a cold!" Double D shouted at the muscular ginger as he rolled down his window.

"Hello to you too, Double Dork." Kevin grumbled playfully, "I'm assuming I wouldn't be able to continue on my walk without a good argument, now would I?"

"Certainly not!" Double D's dynamic blue eyes mused as he reached to open the door for Kevin, "Now get in before you get any wetter."

"Thanks, Edd." Kevin started to get in the car. He almost forgot to put on his seatbelt before he remembered who was the driving the car. Getting a lecture so early in the morning was not something wanted atop his minuscule sleep. "How are you doing, man? Did you sleep well?"

Edd just chuckled, "believe it or not, I had seven hours for once. Can you believe that? Seven hours! How about you?"

Kevin was struck dumb, "You? No wonder I couldn't sleep. You stole all my hours." He laughed grabbing his thermos for a swig of coffee. "I think I had a total of one hour."

Double D clicked his lounge, letting a disapproving sound slip it of his buck tooth gap, "Lack of sleep, walking in the rain, a good concoction for a cold, Kev. Don't you have a game Friday?"

"I won't get sick," Kevin said in his defense. But that wasn't reassuring the over-protective dork beside him.

"Why couldn't you sleep?" Double D gave Kevin a side glance. He didn't want to take his eyes off the road entirely in slick weather like this. However, he was concerned for his green-eyed cohort.

Kevin sighed. "I have a lot on my mind recently, I guess…"

Double D looked at him full on once they stopped at the stoplight in front of Peach Creek High. "You guess?"

He reaches out to gently place his hand on Kevin's shoulder. For the first time since Edd picked him up, he realized something: He was nervous.

"Y-yeah. I think…" A thousand thoughts started to crash through his mind. He had no reason to be nervous right now. He was just riding to school with Double D. Compared to most of Kevin's friends, Double D's driving was most definitely the safest in the rain. So what was it?

As they pulled into the parkinglot, Double D found a space closet to the Science Hall, being since his last period of the day was Chem. He tuned off his car, and turned to the Kevin with concern in his eyes. "Kevin, are you alright?"

Edd reached out to touch Kevin again. This time, Edd gingerly placed his hands on Kevin's back and a chill ran through him. "Yeah, D, why wouldn't I be? I'm just sleep deprived."

"Kevin, look at me." Hesitantly, Kevin made his emerald green eyes meet Eddward's dark blue, " Are you sure?"

"I-I think so…" But he knew that was a lie. In fact, his mind was on a mini melt down.

By this point, the first period warning bell began to ring. Neither one of them wanted to be late. They started to get out of Edd's car. "Hey, Kevin," Kevin had started walking to his English class across the quad from Edd's class. But turned when Double D called his name. "If you need someone to talk to, I'll be there for you…If you want me to be."

"Thanks, Ed," Those six words. If you want me to be. A part of Kevin was grateful to hear those words; yet it multiplied his confusion even more.

"Do you want to hang out after school, Double Dweeb?"

"Well," Then, for the first time in eighteen years, he said something no one thought was possible, "I can do my homework later. Just meet by my car after school."

"I'll see you then."

A/N: Hey, hey how's it going? It's been awhile since I've posted a new story. I always want to thank dshell99 for inspiring me to write again. Espically for KevEdd Lol.