Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Ed, Edd 'n' Eddy characters, nor do I own the films Goodfellas or American Pie. All other characters are mine though.

Summary: The Eds have grown up and are now attending college. As the story progresses, things happen which will change their lives forever...
The story begins at the start of the Summer.

Chapter 1

Ed and Eddy stepped off the bus onto the wet tarmac. Although it was the summer holidays, the heavens had opened and it rained intensely. The boys shivered in the bitter cold. It wasn't the ideal day for their homecoming, but they were both happy to be back in the cul-de-sac. The bus doors closed and the vehicle pulled away. It turned at the end of the road and drove on past them to the next stop. After brief goodbyes, the two of them went their separate ways. Eddy held his suitcase over his head and ran to his house, while Ed strolled to his own. Both boys found their families at their doors waiting for them, and there was much celebration. Thus their first year of college was officially over.

Eddy woke late the next morning. His mouth was dry and his head hurt. He was sprawled on his bed in yesterday's clothes. Sitting up, he noticed toppled beer bottles on the floor. Lumpy Lout Lager read the labels. He tried to remember what had happened the previous evening. All he could recall was a party. His brother had been there with his girlfriend. His parents, Uncle Pete and Randy had also attended. Randy was Eddy's foster brother. His mum was dead, and his father had turned an abusive alcoholic. Before the death of Randy's mum, the two families had been very close, so Eddy's parents felt it was their duty to take care of him. He lived in the attic, which had been converted especially.

Pain shot through Eddy's head as he tried to remember what had happened in more detail. He gave up; if his hangover was anything to go by, it had been a good night. Pleased with this conclusion he lay back down, staring at the ceiling. He had the whole summer to look forward to. No more school. In his opinion, these were the best words in the English language. No. More. School. A broad smile stretched across his face. The whole summer to do what he wanted, without having to study or write essays. It couldn't be more perfect.

His thoughts were interrupted by a loud knock on his door. Each bang sent shockwaves through his head. Wincing, he looked out of his window into the yard. There stood Eddy's two best friends, Ed and Double-D. The latter noticed Eddy peering through the blinds and waved. Eddy didn't know whether to be pleased or not. On the one hand he wanted to lay in bed until his hangover subsided, but on the other, he hadn't seen Double-D for a long time. The three Eds no longer attended the same school. Ed and Eddy attended Apricot Falls College, in the second nearest town. Meanwhile, Double-D attended the more prestigious Peach Creeks University. The three had last been united during Christmas, several months ago.

Fighting the urge to stay in bed, Eddy staggered over to his door. When he opened it, he nearly fell through, much to the other twos amusement. After some light chatter, Eddy got dressed and grabbed some toast, saying hi to his family in the kitchen. The trio then set out. As they walked down the streets, they brought each other up to date about what had happened since Christmas.

'So gentlemen,' said Double-D cheerfully, 'How is AFC treating you?'

'Apricot Falls sucks Double-D.' replied Eddy through mouthfuls of toast. 'Like I told ya last time, there's nothing to do.'

'I meant how is your schooling going Eddy.'

'Oh,' Eddy spat toast as he talked, 'school's ok.'

'School is awesome Double-D!' bellowed an overexcited Ed.

'Speak for yourself Lumpy,' Eddy retorted, 'you're takin' the easy course!'

'No need to be spiteful Eddy.' Double-D scorned his friend. 'I am sure art is not as easy as you make out. Why, I'd like to see you try painting and drawing some of the stuff Ed has!" It was true; Ed had developed spectacular artistic ability over the years. He had graduated high school top of his art class and been excepted into AFC, which was better known for its artistic courses rather than its academic ones. It was actually quite a miracle Ed had graduated Peach Creeks High at all. Everyone had thought he'd be held back a year, but with some excellent tutoring from Double-D, he had pulled through. They continued to entertain one another with tales of parties, booze and girls. Eventually they decided to visit Java Jim's Caffeine Emporium, a coffee shop a few doors down from the candy store. The coffee was usually gritty and foul and the cakes were often stale, but the people there were friendlyand 'Java' Jim would give them discounts. Overall, it was a comfortable place to rest their feet and carry on reminiscing.

As they took their seats at Java Jim's, Eddy marvelled for the thousandth time at how much they had changed over the years. Ed was still very tall (well over 6 foot) but had 'spread out' and was more muscular. His face was similar to what it was, apart from the light stubble spread across the lower half of his face. On top of his head was what could only be described as a red mop of hair. He let it grow, but didn't style it in any way. He was going through a bit of a rebellious phase, spouting out lines about anarchy and non-conformists, etc. His clothes reflected this. Whilst he still wore baggy jeans, he had replaced his old red and white striped t-shirt with a black one. Written on it in scrawled print were the words 'smash the system.' Ed also still had the same green jacket, although it had been altered to fit his new style. On the back he had painted the anarchist symbol (and outsized 'A' over a circle) and the sleeves were covered in band patches he had sown on. On the front were badges and more text painted on. Although his overactive imagination and general stupidity had gotten better (he no longer acted completely insane), he was still prone to the occasional outburst.

Double-D was an average height but was still quite weedy. His face was clean-shaven as he thought beards were 'unsanitary.' He still wore the same hat he had since the three Eds had met. However, his clothing had changed. No longer did he wear the same red t-shirt, but a tie-dyed, long-sleeved top. He also preferred to wear jeans instead of purple shorts. Double-D preferred not to have his bony limbs on show anymore. He planned to beef himself up, but he just couldn't find the time whilst at school. So he was going to join a gym this summer. His obsession with cleanliness had subsided a bit, but he was still the same shy and polite kid he had always been.

Eddy then thought of the changes he himself had gone through, most noticeably his height. Although he had been the dwarf of the three, he was now the same height as Double-D. Whilst no great bodybuilder, he was also bulkier. Being taller had cured Eddy of his Napoleon complex, thereby making him more quite and less egotistic (although not much). His hair was combed back like Robert DeNiro in Goodfellas. He was also trying to grow a goatee, but at the moment it looked a bit thin and pathetic. Although he still wore the same jeans, he wore a new top; the old one wasn't cool enough now he was in college. It had been replaced with a black, short-sleeved shirt with a fire pattern printed around the bottom and the edges of the sleeves.

Eddy's trail of though ended when the coffee and cake arrived. Taking a sip, Double-D smiled.

'Wow, this place finally sells coffee as opposed to grit.' he said, laughing slightly at his witty remark.

'Mmm… grit.' Ed said before biting into his cinnamon swirl. It was solid and his teeth refused to go through. 'Guys, this swirl is harder than the skin on the bottom of my feet!'

'Thank you for that delightful visual Ed.' Double-D uttered.

'Yeah Monobrow,' Eddy added, 'that's real nice.' Ed didn't quite catch their sarcasm and smiled, please with himself. 'So,' Eddy turned his attention to Double-D, 'what are we gonna do over the Summer?'

'Well Eddy,' Double-D replied, 'I was going to spend quite a bit of time at the gym.'

'You gotta be kiddin' me Double-D!' Eddy exclaimed. 'You can't spend the whole Summer in the gym! We need to Par-tay!'

'Yeah Double-D! All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy!' Ed joined in.

'Right Ed!' Eddy agreed.

'I didn't say I be in the gym all the time.' Double-D defended himself. 'I'd be more than happy to party with you fine fellows.'

'That's the spirit Double-D!' Ed bellowed.

The trio were walking back to the cul-de-sac. It was a lovely, warm day. The water on the tarmac had evaporated and kids were running around with water pistols or splashing in paddling pools. Eddy lit up a cigarette. It was a habit he had acquired trying to fit in with his room mates at college, Hank and Melvin. Both of them smoked and so Eddy, always desperate to be the popular one, had taken it up as well. Double-D had gone mental when he found out. He went off on a long rant about the health hazards and how Eddy shouldn't put his popularity before his respiratory system. Stubborn as always, Eddy had ignored him. He took a long puff and blew a smoke ring, much to Double-D's annoyance and Ed's delight.

'Cool Eddy!' Ed hollered. Eddy then shot a line through the fading circle. 'Way cool! Do one in the shape of Mother Ship Mort from the film Death Spreaders from Delta Nebula!' Eddy stared at his halfwit friend in disbelief.

'Shut up Ed.' he ordered. 'Hey Double-D! I just thought what we should do this summer. You guys seen American Pie 2?'

'Please, Eddy, that film was a mockery of cinematography.' came the reply.

'Are you kiddin'? It's one of the best films ever!'

'You only like it Eddy because of the abundance of profanity, filthy innuendoes and cleavage!'

'Exactly! It was brilliant!'

'Nah Eddy, that film sucked.' Ed barged in.

'Ah, what do you guys know about movies?' Eddy snapped. 'Anyway, it's not the film which is important. Remember what they did in the film? They hired a house by the lake and held a huge party! Remember?'

'Yes, I recall that poor excuse of a plot, but there is a problem Eddy. We have no lake house and there aren't actually any by the lake! So excuse my English when I say it, but get real!'

Eddy looked at his friend with frown for a few moments, taking a puff on his cigarette.

'Well, Mister I-know-everything-about-nothing-except-for-being-lame,' he said calmly, 'we don't have to have a lake house. I'm sure Ed will let us use his basement.'

'No can do Eddy!' Ed interjected. 'Sarah and Jimmy are turning my room into a drama studio.'

'What! They can't do that!' Eddy exclaimed. 'You live there! It's your room!'

'Actually guys, I've got something to tell you.' Ed said, head hanging. 'Next year I'm gonna rent a room with my roommate Martin in Apricot Falls.'

There was a stunned silence. All three boys put on sad faces. This was to be the last Summer they were together in Peach Creek. Eddy's face lit up slightly.

'You know what this means?' he said. 'We've gotta have that party, in Ed's honour! To see him off to his new pad! It would be inmoral not to.'

'Immoral Eddy.' Double-D corrected. 'For once I wholeheartedly agree. We need to find somewhere to hold the most spectacular party to see Ed off! I'm going to regret this, but I'll see if we can hold it at my house. It is much roomier than either of yours and I'm sure my parents wont mind.'

'It's settled then.' Eddy declared. 'Double-D, you find out tonight if we can use your place. I'll try and sort out booze with my brother and maybe get a band. We'll meet up tomorrow at my house again.'

'Right!' Ed and Edd said in unison. And with that, the three best friends departed, heading to their homes.

A/N: There you go; the first chapter of my first fanfic. While I write the second, please review.