Disclaimer For This Entire Story: I do not own Ed Edd N Eddy or any character related to the show, I am merely part of the fandom. Shpank you. So I've had a rough couple of months but I'm back into typing fanfiction, not going to leave again everything is better than what it was a bearable. Anywho, enjoy. Read and Enjoy. Reviews and suggestions or bashings or much accepted I am trying to improve so anything would be nice even if you're telling me I'm horrible.
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Her lips against mine, it was one of the best feelings I've ever fucking had, her soft pinks ones against my rough ones. She played teasingly, nibbling softly and whining when I pressed too hard but I know she liked it. She was soft and sweet but when it came down to it she was a hardcore girl, it's what attracted me to her.
She pulled away from me, her blue eyes staring up into my light green ones, her finger replacing my lips to shush me before I could protest.
"Gotta catch the bus before it decides to leave me, I'll see you later, Kev" I frowned in disapproval, hugging her a little too closely.
"Why can't you stay and let me give you a lift home when I get done?" I asked her as sweetly as I could manage in annoyance, I didn't see why she always had to protest against staying.
"Because, it's fun to finally see you later, you get so clingy and jealous over nothing" She smiled at the thought and pecked me on my cheek before darting away.
I tried my best to smile back until she was out of site, and then tossed my bag back over my shoulder, stuffing my hand in my pockets ad walking away from the bus lot glaring at anybody who dared to take a glance at me.
Nazz, she was perfect, nearly everyone had had the hots for her, at least until I had gotten her; most got over her some still tried to look at her flirt even, but, I made it clearly obvious who's she was later. I can't say that I love her, I like her a lot and sure we've fucked around a lot, done illegal things together, but she's more like a friends with benefits to me, but I didn't want to break her heart she is a close friend not to mention she was literally the hottest thing you could ever even dream of touching , and she was all mine.
The school wasn't that large, and I knew my way around it like the back of my hand, it didn't take me long to make it there.
I shoved the large double doors open and walked briskly out into the back part of the school, the football, baseball and soccer field to the left and the track to the right. I was the lead athlete, if it weren't for me then nearly all the trophies currently collecting dust in the main hall would be in some other lame school collecting dust.
It was Autumn, the season of Football, one of my personal favorite; I had made the team, the Junior Varsity, I'm still only a Sophomore. But everyone looks up to me; they have great expectations especially when I join the Varsity team next year.
The sun shined brightly, various small cirrus clouds littering high above not able to shield its hot rays. I raise my hand as to block some of the sun so I can locate the overly tall beanstalk of a coach.
I caught sight of him but to my surprise he was alone. Where was the rest of the team?
I ran quickly up to him and upon getting close enough I noticed a couple of papers in his hands. I felt pride bubble up in me and happiness, had he lied to me to show me some papers from some college. Maybe a couple of scholarships that was in my grasp.
"Hey Kev" he greeted me, his voice sounded edgy and not happy and he sported a troubled looking face that proved it. One hand gripped the papers in his hand, the other rubbing and scratching at his unshaved scraggly beard. He avoided eye contact with my, his visor shading over most of his face.
"Sup" I waved , throwing my bag on the ground next to me and shoving my hands in my pocket, the confusion coming back as I questioned him "What's this about, I thought there was practice today"
"It's about these Barr" He shuffled a bit and glanced down at me, his brown eyes hard as he waved the paper at me.
"Yeah what are they, scholarships?" I narrowed my eyes and tried to snatch a look at the words scrawled on the papers. I saw my name at the top of the first one and then someone else's; ? My Biology teacher?
"Far from it, take a look" he handed me the papers and I snatched them from his hand quicker than a cat escaping a bath. My eyes roamed the pages eating up every word they had to offer. "What do you see Kevin?"
I gripped the papers tightly, the sides crumpling under by hands as it all clicked in with me "My grades in every class"
Empty slots from missing work that I never had the time to do or just never turned in. D's and F's where I didn't try hard enough or just circled random answers. My average for every class was a F, the teachers even had some unkindly things to add at the bottom about my behavior in class.
"Exactly" Coach frowned, leaning against the light post and staring me down "Not only have your teachers asked me to talk to you, but the Principal himself did as well. Thinking you'd at least listen to me"
"And what? You're going to tell me to bring my grades up or else I'll fail. Save it I've heard it all before" I scowled and crossed my arms, papers still in my hand. I didn't really care, I could just make it up later but I don't think it amused Coach.
"No in fact I'm here to pass down some pretty hard reality on you. You wanna make it big, you're going to be a Junior next year, Varsity team is in your grasp" I nodded in affirmation to his statement, getting annoyed at the subject of my grades "Well look here, school rules always has and always will be that you must maintain a passing, let me re say this important word, passing grade in order to join or stay on ANY given sport"
The information was a shock and suddenly I saw it, everything slipping away. Me losing Nazz, dropping out. My big dream of joining some big time team was slipping away all because of stupid grades. Anger filled me.
"What the hell, Lose everything over grades!" I suddenly burst, kicking at the ground "How the fuck am I even supposed to raise them up! I don't understand a word the teachers even say, nor do I even care!"
"That's for you to figure up kid, I'm only the bearer of bad news but look here" He paused and grabbed onto my shoulders "I'll give you some advice, me to you, don't speak a word if it. When I was your age I had trouble too, you can actually try and get a tutor maybe… or you could cheat" My eyes widened at his words a small smile forming "Not I'm not going to say what choice I made but I'm sure you'll get your grades up, you got some good perseverance kid"
I smirked as the idea of cheating became more and more appealing "Sure thing Coach, I'll see you at practice tomorrow" I shrugged off his grip only my shoulder and waved him off, crumpling up my grades and tossing them in the nearest trash bin.
Tutoring was out of the question, there is no way I'm wasting my time trying to learn things I don't give a damn or a fuck about. But, losing the team, losing my dream and possibly my popularity; that was also out of the question.
I have to cheat, it's the only way. The problem is getting caught, it would be a major risk too risky if dealt with the wrong person. I need someone smart enough to not only get me good grades but to also be witty enough to be able to snag me some test answers, there's no way in hell any teacher would trust me, or like me for that matter, enough to be near their desks or take a trip to the teacher lounge.
And then it hit me like a sack of bricks. There's only one person that I know personally enough, one person who's been a part of scamming our cul-de-sac (or at least attempting to) for years, one person who is smarter than anyone else I know, and one person who is weak enough to do it.
My motor cycle roared to life as I started it, hopping on and pulling the helmet over my hat and head. I needed to go home and get ready; I planned to spend the night with Nazz. But before I went there were a couple of phone calls I needed to make and couple of drinks that I desperately needed.
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The can hit the ground loudly, the stench of alcohol filling the room as we engaged in a wet sloppy kiss, it reeked of the cheap beer but I was too drunk to give a damn at the moment. I'm horny, frustrated and drunk, and with a blonde headed drunk on top of me.
"Hey Kevin?" she finally spoke, rolling off of me much to my disappointment and sitting on the edge of the bed. I groaned and leaned up, my bare back pressing against her headboard.
"Yeah?" I answered with haste and annoyance. She twiddled her fingers and glanced over at me with her beautiful ocean like eyes.
"Do you love me?" the question was quite shocking but I just smiled at her as best as I could, if that's what she wanted then I'd give it to her.
"Of course I do, why do you ask" I nuzzled her head and she smiled gently at me holding my hand in hers softly, but I saw something flash across her face when I has said it, like she knew something I didn't.
"I just… " she started but stopped herself squeezing my hand and smiling up at me brightly "I love you too" She wrapped her arms around my chest and pressed up against me. I smiled back down at her and leant in to catch her lips in another drunken kiss.
Our teeth clashed and soon enough I was pressing her down into the mattress, de-clothing her of her outfit and making her see stars that I was sure she'd never seen before.
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I saw him going through his locker, that bright red orange dorky shirt standing out against the paint peeling blue rusted lockers. He was getting his things for his next class, unsuspecting of my presence as I crept up behind him until I shot my hand out grabbing onto his shoulder.
"Good lord!" he squealed loudly before spinning around, books clutched to his chest as if they were his only means of survival. His bright red and frightened face softened somewhat as he realized it was me, his soft green eyes staring up into my lighter green ones. "G-greeting Kevin"
"Listen Double Dweeb, I need to ask you a favor" I pressed my hand besides his head and against the locker, his composer quickly changed, his eyes darting around and hands clinging tighter to his books.
"I don't think I can assist you at the given moment, I have a three page essay due next Monday on the Sahara desert and it simply must be done, good day to you then!" he tried to dart away but I jerked him back by the back of his shirt slamming him back up against the locker.
"Let me rephrase that" I growled out, jerking his head back by his dorky ski hat "I'm going to ask you to do something and you're going to do it or else my fist is going to fall right onto both your eyes and maybe even get your lip while I'm at it"
He shook and trembled like a small rabbit and I loved it, the way they would shake with fear by my threats and it felt better just to hurt them "U-understood!"
"I want you to let's say 'help' me out with my classes" his face brightened somewhat and my stomach turned as that big doofy smile spread across his face exposing his small gap in his front teeth.
"Only about school work, why didn't you say so! You scared me half to death there Kevin" he laughed lightly, dusting himself off and straightening his hat out before returning to beaming up at me "What subject are you inquiring about if I may ask?"
"All of them" I answered bluntly, staring him down.
"Pardon?" he looked somewhat confused to my answer.
"I didn't stutter dork" I pressed on, adding more of a darker edge to my voice before continuing on "I want you to do all my work, I'm failing all my classes and unless I bring my grades up I'll be kicked off the team and if I'm kicked of the team neither you or your dorky friends will be happy or able to speak when I'm done, got it?"
I had expected him to break down and accept my request but he did something the completely blew me away.
"I'm sorry Kevin but I must refuse. Cheating is against the rules and it is against my nature as to follow and uphold those rules. Why I would never cheat and I am highly offended as to you asking me to, now if you'll excuse me" he closed his locker, clicking the lock shut before ducking under my arm and walking past me "my friends are waiting for me at the front of the school and my essay is not going to write itself"
At first I was dumbfounded, and then it turned offensive I heard my awaiting friends by the fountain snicker at the show, my teeth began to grind together as I glowered at his retreating form.
"Get back here dork!" I yelled at him, my feet taking me down the hall after him fastly. I grabbed him again and spun him around to face me, standing up as tall as I could "I wasn't asking you"
"And I wasn't asking you to put your filthy hands on me, do you even know how many germs are on your hands!" he burst in a neurotic fit.
"So now you're calling me filthy?" I growled and grabbed him by a fistful of his shirt.
"I-I n-no" he stuttered wildly, his bag and books falling to the floor. I pulled my arm back, my hand curling up into a fist before jolting it forward; it collided with his face with enough force to send his head jolting backwards. I let go of his front causing him to fall to the floor.
"Next time think before you insult me" I spat at him, turning away and walking proudly yet angrily up to my friends, grabbing at my bag, I looked back at him; he was holding what looked like from my distance a tissue, from wherever the hell he pulled it out of, up to his nose, scrambling around for his things that had fallen in the incident.
"Hey sockhead what's taking ya so long, did your panties ride up your crack or something!" I heard Eddy's all too familiar voice sound from down the hall. One of my friends grabbed on to my shoulder still laughing somewhat.
"C'mon Kevin, let's go before the other two dorks cause a scene" I nodded and threw my bag over my shoulder, but not before giving once last glance at the dork, he was looking up at me and I swore I saw what looked like tears brimming his eyes. It made me feel sick, in a way I'd never experienced before. I scowled and turned heading out with my friends, the door closing behind me and the last thing I heard was Eddy shouting and scrambling over to the broken nosed dork.
"So, did you get him to agree?" One of them nudged me on the shoulder knocking my attention back onto the situation.
"Yeah, everything's covered" I grumbled, scratching the back of my head.
"Good, don't know what we'd do without you man!" they laughed and slapped me on the back and I laughed too, the thoughts of Edd leaving my mind as I focused on this afternoons meeting and practice.
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I was both tired and frustrated as hell. I had too many damn problems on in my hands and only a short amount of time to fix them. Double dork had declined in doing my shit, despite my aggressiveness and threats. And to make matters worse I told the entire team and my coach that I had the matters in my hands and not to worry.
I raised the cancer filled stick up to my lips and took a long inhale of it, breathing in once more to get the full stress relieving effect of it, it was bad for my health but I don't give a damn, it helps with everything. I was raised around them, it latched onto from the first one my dad had offered.
The smoke helped me ease down a bit and I enjoyed it like it were my last one, Laying back against my head board and staring out and up at the slowly dimming sky as the sun began to set. Todays practice was long and boring, only explaining what was happening this season and strategies to win. We'd done a couple of drills splitting up into two teams. But throughout the whole thing I couldn't get it off my mind.
I don't know what the hell to do.
The cigarette went out as I crushed it against my temporary ash tray, a small plate we never use, and then threw it out the window. I ran my hand through my firey red hair trying to come to a solution about anything.
I needed the dork, not only was he the smartest kid in the school but he lived just a couple of houses down, extremely convenient. It was perfect, if only he weren't such a goody two shit about everything.
Even a cigarette couldn't sustain me long enough, I needed more, a bigger hit; something to really help with everything. I hadn't done it in a while, not since Nazz's last party (of course she just thought I was drunk off my ass) though I didn't have a lot it was enough to clear my head and get me straight onto cloud nine which was exactly what I needed at the moment.
I reached down, running my hand up underneath my bed until it came into contact with a small box, jerking it out victoriously and laying it on my bed. It didn't have a lock or anything like that, I wasn't scared that my parents would find it; in fact I'm sure they've done much, much worse. But I didn't feel like getting it taken away.
I unlatched the hook on the sides and lifted the lid, a small plastic bag, a small plastic gift card from who knows when, an old bong I never use anymore, and couple of cigars lying inside. I ignoring the cigars and other bong lifting the plastic baggy instead and examining the contents. I was right in remembering that there wasn't a lot, only a small remainder of the white power was left in the bag. I needed to buy some more at school on Monday.
I shook the bag, gathering what little had been inside to one corner and grabbed the used gift card from the box. Using some folded piece of paper in my pocket, probably the number that big breasted girl had given me in school, I poured the contents of the baggy onto the credit card, using the folded paper to stop it from falling off the edge and instead collecting right on it, spreading it out a bit with my finger.
My nerves were screaming with excitement, my mind and heart racing in impatience as I raised the card up to my nose, plugging one side and inhaling sharply, dragging the powdered substance into my system before repeating the process with the other nose, my eyes watering slightly.
And then: Boom. Everything was alright, my head spun with excitement, everything blurry; I giggled and laughed to myself about nothing. Heat rising in my body and the need to fuck something also rising in an obvious tent in my pants.
My mind drifted from Nazz's beautiful face, to her gorgeous curves, to her breasts and to that cute little gap between his teeth. That black hat, the adorable defeated expression he had on his face. The blood running frown his nose and curving down his chin until it dripped into his handkerchief that he miraculously had, to the tears of pain filling his eyes, that wiggling frown that was taking over his smile and the shanking of his body, the shaking of fear.
I ran my had up under my boxers, ghosting over my erection thinking it was his delicate innocent hands, rubbing my thumb in to the slit on my head I hissed and groaned under my breath. Precum began to dribble out and I smeared it along my head like it was his sarcastic tongue rolling around it gently. My back arched a little as I finally gripped my heated flesh, it pulsed within my grasp sending little vibration through my body and muddled mind.
And then it clicked, I realized what I was doing what I was thinking and immediately pulled away, my erection once more making it's tent in my boxers as I raised my hand in the air, gasping and panting lowly.
Confusion and anger filled my shaded mind; I looked over at phone on the nightstand in hate, snatching, my drug hazed mind not caring that it was still plugged in. I scrolled through my contacts, names of various women the majority of it, most of them a one night stand. I grinned as I came to his number, 'The Double Dork', tapping at it roughly.
I hesitated for a moment, and if I had a clear state of mind I would have put the phone down right then, but I didn't. I clicked the number and called it, laying back impatiently and glaring at the tent in my underwear. It rang three times before someone finally answered.
"H-hello, Eddward speaking. My father and Mother aren't home at the m-moment, may I take a message?" His shaky voice made me shiver with rage or excitement I did not know.
"Hey Double Dork, I wanna talk with you" I grinned as if he could see it, I could picture the bewildered expression that went with the moment of hesitation and silence.
"K-kevin?" He questioned in a voice almost above a whisper "I-I think I made it perfectly clear that I have no intention in h-helping you cheat". I smiled at the fear evident in his voice, I don't know why but it made me all the more 'excited'.
"I wanted to say sorry" I chuckled a little highly, staring up at the ceiling like some psycho as if it were going to move. I heard a snort on the other line which eventually evolved into a fit of small laughs and giggles.
"Y-you" he began a little breathless "You want to apologize t-to me? Are you on any sort of medication Kevin, this is not like your person"
"Mm maybe but that doesn't matter right now" I groaned the sound of his breathless voice and the small gasps of air he took with every word sending jolts through me "I changed my mind about cheating"
"So you want to participate in the learning of the material that's wonderful news!" he cheered me on "Unfortunately I have to end this call, Kevin, I applaud your conclusion though and I'm proud that you've chosen the right path", I rolled my eyes at the big words but began to panic when he said end the call.
"W-wait that's not what I called for though" I waited for a response but he stayed silent waiting for me to finish "I-I want to know if you'll tutor me" I lied, there was a long moment of silence and for a moment I was getting ready to yelled in a drugged up manner thinking he had hung up when he finally piped up.
"I-I don't know…this is not one of your jokes is it?" I grinned, I was winning the game.
"No, no, no; I'm a man to his word I don't wanna lose everything y'know m'serush about this" I mumbled and laughed a bit.
"I'm filled with joy to hear that, Kevin!" He sounded beaming "Uhm let's see, how about we start tomorrow at… 2 o'clock sharp?"
"Yeah, yeah sure. I'll be there" I promised.
"Farewell, Kevin. See you tomorrow" He responded before the line went dead. I was happy at the given moment. Not a fuck to give. I don't know why I made the phone call, I don't know why I made tutor lessons for shit I really didn't care about, but at the moment it wasn't on my mind. In fact the only thing I cared about was getting rid of the raging boner, Double D already off my mind.
I grabbed the folded number I had used for the cocaine and unfolded it lazily typing in the number and calling.
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So I've read a lot of the KevEdd Fanfictions and they're mainly mushy gushy, only a few I actually held interest in. Most of them made Kevin out to be nicer than what he actually is and/or would grow up to be. I decided to be the bad guy and write one where he's a total dick, a jock, and drug user. Just a fair warning to the ladies and gentlemen who read this; There will be rape, not throughout the whole story in fact I'm positive It will only be in the next chapter (whoops spoiler /throws confetti), unless I decide otherwise. Until then. Tooodaaaaaaloooooooo.