Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Ed, Edd n Eddy just the story
The final bell of Peach Creek High's school year rang out through the school, followed by cheers from his fellow class mates. Eddward gathered his things and walked to the door. Before he leaves he makes sure to smile and thank the teacher for a wonderful year of learning before heading to his locker for his last time as a junior.
Eddward Vincent, or Double D to his friends, was a genius. His father liked to joke that he had such a big brain to make up for his lack of height. At 5'5, he was one of the shortest boys in his grade; his friend Eddy being the shortest at 5'3. He had blue eyes and a sweet gap toothed smile to go with his petite frame and stature. Edd had always been insecure about his appearance; but nothing bothered him more than his hair, which he kept hidden from the world with a black ski cap. There were very few people who knew what he looked like without it and he wanted to keep it that way. He was bullied enough for being smart and weak, he didn't need to give the bullies another reason to hate him.
Edd was both sad and happy about summer vacation. He loved school but knew there were many joys to summer vacation. After completely cleaning out the books and papers from the locker, Double D swabbed it clean with disinfectant wipes. Then he collected his things and walked over to join his best friends Ed and Eddy. The trio began talking about their plans for the next day. They have celebrated the first day of summer with a movie marathon at Ed's house every year since middle school.
The Ed's left the school and started their walk to the cult-a-sac where they grew up as neighbors. As Ed and Eddy argued over what types of movies they wanted to watch tomorrow, Double D let his attention wonder. His eyes drifted over to a group of jocks goofing off on the other side of the street. A certain redheaded boy holding all of the small dork's attention.
Kevin.
Edd sighed dreamily. He's had a major crush on the athlete for years and it had just gotten more intense over the past year, especially after Kevin saved him from a terrible beating several other jocks were about to inflict on his tiny frame. His savior.
"Hey, Sockhead," Eddy yelled, interrupting his friends drifting thoughts. "What do you think? Comedies, horror or sci-fi movies for the marathon? Oh, and we're getting some good junk to eat. Cuz I'm not eating any more of your health food shit."
"Oh, Eddy," sighed Double D. "Tofu burgers are very good for you and you could definitely use a more healthy diet. But I suppose I can make pizza, as long as you let me put vegetables on it. As for what movie genre, why not some of each?"
Ed and Eddy went back to their argument. Eddward tried to pay attention this time but the sound of Kevin's rambunctious laugh drew his eyes back to the jock once again. He and a one of his buddies were mock fighting.
The other boy, Mark Edd believed his name was, had Kevin in a headlock and was pretending to punch him in the kidneys. Kevin meanwhile, was trying to stomp on his friend's foot behind him. They roughhoused for a bit before Kevin broke free, stumbling into the street. His hat had fallen off during the game, allowing his shinning red bangs to fall into his face.
Edd watched him shake the hair out of his eyes and laugh again. He blushed and diverted his eyes from the jock's backside as he bent down to pick up his favorite red hat. His eyes alighted on a car that was headed down the street. Speeding down the street. Swerving…
Edward's eyes widened. There was obviously something wrong with the driver. He wondered if perhaps he should use his cell phone to inform the police when suddenly he gasped. KEVIN! Blue eyes darted back and forth between the racing car and the still unsuspecting jock standing in the street. Kevin was about to be hit!
Edd didn't stop to think. He just ran.
It all happened so fast. One second Kevin was laughing and messing with his friends outside the school, and the next his ears were full of the screeching sound of tires and he was being shoved out of the way of an oncoming car. The blow to his back sent him flying and the redhead hit the ground hard.
He knew he was hurt but he ignored the pain, turning around to watch in horror as Double D was slammed and pitched up over the roof of the car and thrown to the ground as it kept driving at 50 miles an hour into the nearest telephone pole. Everything and everyone stood frozen in shock, as if the world needed a few minutes to catch up to the swiftness of what just happened.
A small whimper broke the silence and propelled Kevin into action. He dragged himself over to Edd on his hands and knees. The dork was lying on his back with an arm above his head at a weird angle and bleeding from a deep wound in his stomach. Kevin quickly pulled his shirt off and used it to try to stop the bleeding.
"D-dork. Hey, Edd, can you hear me? Open your eyes," Kevin begged. He looked up at the other students standing there watching. Nobody was moving. "SOMEONE CALL 911, YOU FUCKERS!"
"Language, Kevin," a small voice couched. The jock looked down to see the genius's blue eyes half open and looking up at him. He was having trouble breathing and there was blood in his mouth. Kevin leaned closer to Edd to hear him better, unconsciously pressing harder on his stomach laceration. Double D winced in pain and the jock moderated his pressure with a hurried sorry.
"Don't worry, Double Dweeb, you're gonna be okay. There's an ambulance on the way," Kevin soothed. "Oh, shit. I can't believe this. I'm not even sure what the hell happened."
"The car," wheezed the small boy in his arms, "the car was going to hit you." Edd paused to cough up some blood. "You were too engaged in your conversation to notice."
"….So you knocked me out of the way….YOU IDIOT! That car probably did twenty times more damage to you than it would have done to me!" Kevin could hear sound of sirens coming closer and he was glad. The shirt he was using to stop Double D from bleeding out was soaked through and he could see the dork's struggle to keep from falling unconscious. It hit Kevin right then that his little savior might not make it.
"Jesus, dork," Kevin says shakenly. "What the hell was going through your head when you decided to do something so stupid?!"
"You." Eddward smiled softly as his eyes fell shut.