A black smart phone sat on a night stand with an actual label that said "night stand". An alarm queued Mozart's symphony #40 in G minor from a Pandora play list at random. The melody wafted from the blue tooth speakers, through the meticulously cleaned and labeled room, and down the corridors of the house to the kitchen. There, at the counter, stood a slender, raven haired male preparing his lunch.

Edd hummed along with the melody. Every once in a while he would put up both index fingers to conduct an invisible orchestra. The kitchen was small but quaint. The walls were outfitted with baby blue wallpaper and a snow white tile floor. It had every modern convenience from a microwave to a trash compactor. The grayish counter tops, although slightly worn, looked almost new. A few potholders, towels and knick knacks hung around the kitchen in various places. A round table with a lace cloth served as the centerpiece of it all.

The music ended as the fifteen minute timer stopped. Hearing silence, Edd instinctively looked up at the wall clock. It read 5:15 am. "Oh, my! Time has gotten away from me! How could you be so careless, Eddward?" he thought, scolding himself. "Rush!, Rush!, Rush," he mumbled to himself. He quickly turned his attention back to the task before him. After he finished cutting the cucumbers, he put them in a salt and vinegar mixture to be used for a salad later. Snapping the lid on, he placed it in the fridge. He placed the rest of his prepared meal beside it as well.

Leaving the kitchen, he walked quickly through the dimly lit living room and up the stairs to his room. A neatly placed white label reading "Eddward's Room" met his eyes as he stood in front of the door. Breathing in, he slowly turned the door knob and whisked himself in while bowing his head slightly. Once inside, he headed over to a small oak bookcase by the window where he left his black and white stripped beanie. Over the years it has not only become his signature piece of head gear but his comforting blanket for times of uncertainty. Because of that, it had a small worn in patch from all his nervous tugging.

Having taken a shower previously, he had laid it there as a reminder not to forget his pre-advance Sociology book. Slipping the beanie on, Edd smiled to himself as he gazed out the window at the neighborhood. The street lights were barely on making the morning look more dusk than dawn. Eddward froze for a moment. For a second he thought those perfect green eyes met his. He closed his eyes and shook his head at the thought only to reopen them and see the green eyes disappear. Looking farther up the sidewalk, he saw the owner of the green eyes catch up and pass with ease another teen with teal hair and dressed in an array of curious colors.

Standing there by the window, he tugged hard at his beanie as he watched Kevin run further out of view. His tone body commanded each muscle group to separately flex, contract, and relax in a constant motion. His body look like a well oiled machine. The sight made Eddward blush uncontrollably. "My," thought the blushing teen as his thoughts began drifting into forbidden territory.

'Kevin, the well toned, red headed jock stood in front of Edd sporting a mischievous smirk. He had filled out considerably since grade and middle school. Years of participating in track and football gave him a toned physique and ample muscle. Edd remembered him fondly as a kid: skinny with somewhat hallowed cheek bones and an exaggerated jaw line which often prompted Eddy to nick name him "shovel chin". By now he had grown into his features, his bone structure was fine and his face was perfectly symmetrical. The cherry on top, almost like a crowning achievement, was his roman nose which complimented his strong jawline. It would make a top male model proud. Even in his fantasies, Edd, the modest teen that he was, had a hard time staying focused on the jock's iridescent green eyes. With his right hand, Kevin lifted his form fitting green shirt to just above his collar bone. With his left hand, he took his thumb and inserted into the band of his boxer briefs and pushed down to reveal his chiseled V cut and a small patch of red hair. It played peek a boo in a very enticing way. His index finger traced the outline of it for a few moments. Licking his lips, Kevin stepped forward displaying a well earned six pack...urging Eddward to touch...'

Another random song from his play list blasted through the speakers startling him out of the day dream. Thankfully he'd set that second alarm! Shutting it off with a quick swipe of his finger, Edd scolded himself. "Really, Eddward Vincent!," he mumbled to himself tugging even harder on his beanie. Gathering all the materials that he needed for the day, he neatly place them in an awaiting brown colored satchel and darted out the door toward the kitchen. Once there, he looked up at the wall clock for reassurance. It gave none. He was still late by his own standards. It read 7:20 am.

Without thinking, in his moment of panic, Edd runs from the kitchen forgetting his lunch. Once outside he hurried down the sidewalk in an awkward, panic power walk. He was nearly past the first block when a familiar voice called out.

"Woo! Hey Double cutie! Need a ride?"

Turning, unsure how to greet the voice, he tugged on his beanie and presented his imperfect gaped tooth smile to start. "Dude!," Kevin shouted, pulling the helmet down further, hiding his now rose colored face.

"Oh! Greetings, gentlemen!," Edd cheerfully quipped. His eyes moved from Kevin to his bike. There was no way he was accepting a ride on that death trap. The cherry red monstrosity vibrated and purred under Kevin as Edd found himself staring.

"I would have to decline such a generous offer as there seems to be no room...,"he fidgets with the strap of his satchel.

"Nonsense!," The teal haired boy chimed in, bouncing enthusiastically on the back," I can easily get off. And besides I have to stop by my house anyway." Kevin instantly shots Nat a look that sent chills down Edd's spine. If looks could kill, he would be cremated. Nat shrugged at him.

"Thank you for the offer, Nathaniel, but I prefer not to, uh," Edd hesitated for a moment regarding the instrument of torture,"...choose that mode of transportation." The slightly thin boy bowed his right leg and adjusted his satchel's strap before hastily adding," Either way I must hurry. I will see you gentlemen at school!". Without looking back Edd broke out into another power walk, mumbling to himself as he scurried away.

He rounded the corner almost tripping over the low curb. Stumbling slightly, he turned back to see Kevin staring at him. His deep forest green eyes made him blush. He quickly regained his composure, placing a hand on his warmed cheek, he continued. All the while mumbling "Rush! Rush! Rush!". Seconds later the cherry red motorcycle zoomed past him, making him slow a bit. Hand still on his cheek, the boy shivered at his previous thoughts from that morning...

Always the punctual, model student, Edd was never late. Until that morning. It was 8:03 am and the last warning bell rung five minutes prior. His lungs could not breathe in more air as he barreled through the hallways, the satchel's strap hanging around his neck like a noose. 'My goodness! How neglectful you've been this day!,' He thought to himself, closing his eyes in panic, right before crashing into something hard.

The boy's body was flung backwards. Expecting to hit the ground he was caught in mid air by his forearm. Edd instantly grabbed his beanie (more to keep it from coming off, then for reassurance). Opening his eyes, his gaze was met with a set of deep forest green ones. He froze, eyes widening, cheeks flushed. "...Kevin...," Edd managed to say breathlessly. His face, now, the color of burning hot coals. His breathing became shallow as he struggled to keep his body from turning into jello.

He, Kevin Barr, the example of high school perfection was holding his arm. For all Edd cared for, it might as well be his hand. Without him knowing, Kevin had looped his other arm around the boy's waist for support and had pulled him upright and in. His face was also fever flushed. Their faces, nearly inches apart, Kevin parted his lips to speak but only a ragged breath came out. His body was going into shock from the realization of what was happening. He finally had the opportunity to hold him. Moving his thumb gently over Edd's arm, he reveled in the moment. He treasured the touch. His soft, beautiful porcelain skin coupled with the most amazing blue eyes he's ever seen, made Edd appear almost angel like. His focus shifted to the raven haired boy's soft lips and some what opened mouth. The gap between his teeth deem to only make the smaller male attractive. A unique feature that had not gone unnoticed by Kevin himself. How he wanted to kiss those lips...

*CLICK!*

The sound of the phone's camera shutter broke the two out of the trance. "...no...," Kevin breathed out, realizing what just happened. Nat happily bounced around the pair, his thumbs ablazed on the keyboard of his phone, talking as he typed it out," Peach creek's couple of the year!".

"No...!," Kevin said a bit more louder, now in fear. 'He can't know...they can't know...god, what if Lorienne knows? I don't even know fully myself!,' Kevin thought, wide eyed, his grip suddenly tightening around Edd's arm.

"You're...hurting me, Kevin...please do release me...,"Edd struggled to say.

"Sent!" Nat finished off his victory hop, sliding on his knees to a stop, arms wide open in front of the two.

"Sent?," asked Edd meekly, forgetting his arm for a moment.

"To Peach Creek High's Facebook gossip page, of course! You two are so cu-," Nat was stating proudly, placing a free hand on his chest, closing his eyes, before he felt his phone being snatched from his hand. Nat open his eyes and looked to his right to see a cowarding Edd now on the floor in front of the lockers. Looking up he then sees a furious Kevin clutching his phone.

Nat slowly got up, his smile gone, his eyes focused on Kevin as he took a step back in shock. He's made him mad in the past before but not this mad. Maybe this time he went too far, the teal hair boy thought to himself. No, this will all go to plan. I will help Kevie get his angel. Kevin's voice was so loud, it thundered and echoed down the hall. You almost couldn't concentrate on what he said, only the tone in which he spoke. It was as if he became another person. His deep green eyes shone with malice as he raised his arm above his head.

"NO!"

With all the strength he cold muster, sent the phone crashing to the ground. The sound of the destroyed phone was just as loud as his voice. Parts and shattered pieces of plastic flew everywhere. Some sliding under the lockers and classroom doors. The loud pop would certainly draw attention. Breathing heavily Kevin gritted his teeth and growled at his best friend,"Are you trying to ruin me?!". Nat shook his head, looking scared for a moment but quickly turned on his charming , boyish smile to play off the gesture. He knew Kevin better than Kevin knew himself. How could he stay mad at him? By this time Edd stood to his feet, clutching the satchel to his chest, eyes wide in fear.

Suddenly, doors to to several classrooms opened and people started to file out in groups. All the anger seem to drain from the 6'4 junior. He scanned the many faces that flooded the hallway. They whispered quietly as they began to surround the three. After a few moments (that seemed like an eternity) standing there, several cell phone blings and chirps sounded off. A few people pulled out their phones and looked them over. A cute blonde with waist length hair and an infectious smile maneuvered her way through the crowd of staff and students. "Kevie!,"she shouted, waving her hand, approaching the trio," What's going on?"

"Nazz...," Kevin moaned in defeat, covering his face with his right hand. Nazz's phone chirped. She quickly pulled it out, studying the screen. Her honey colored hazel eyes widen as her mouth dropped open. A girl from the back of the hall squealed an "OMG!" and with in second it seemed as if every phone in the school chimed or chirped. Including the assistant principal, the guidance counselor and the baseball couch, whom now were standing at the end of the hall. Instead of the standard chime, couch Riggs preferred a much unique ring tone. Miss Willows, the counselor, gave him a much disapproved looked as the assistant principal tried his best to keep the crowd in order. But nothing could quell the boisterous laughter from students and staff as "Ah! Me so horny! Me love you love time!" echoed through the hallway. Couch Riggs feverishly struggled to silence it, turning a newer shade of red by the second.

Nat took this opportunity to snag Edd away, leaving Kevin generally confused from all the commotion. He watched as his friend lead his angel away and disappeared into the crowd. Looking to Nazz, she shook her head at him and showed him her phone. Nat made good on his declaration. A nicely angled picture of him holding Edd close, both faces flushed graced the web page. I'm going to kill him, Kevin thought as he looked up at the ceiling, holding back tears of anger and hurt. He wasn't sure if he was like that. He hadn't had the chance to figure things out in his head. He trusted Nat to keep his trap shut but how could he? It was already know through Peach Creek that Nat love to "walk the fence". Put that together with his happy personality and smile, it was hard not to like the guy. Even his homophobic teammates liked him. So what could he be so afraid of? One person came to mind and the tears began to sit heavy on his lower lids. They would ruin everything. "I can't give them bullets for their gun to shoot me," he mumbled to himself, voice cracking.

Nazz placed a hand on Kevin's arm. He looked down at her making the tears spill over. "Come on big guy. I'll walk you to History," She said, rubbing his arm, giving him a genuine smile. Wiping the tears from his cheeks he followed her. If only he could tell her. Maybe Nazz would help him figure this out. Either way, the thought of Edd was starting to drive him crazy. They managed to make it pass most of the crowd when they were stopped by Miss Willows. She gave them both a sugary, sweet smile, as she held a folder to her sweater vest. "Mr. Barr would you mind spending a little time with me? And of course, if it makes you comfortable, Miss Van Bartonschmeer, may accompany us,"She said with kind eyes. Kevin just nodded and proceeded to let Miss Willows and Nazz lead the way to her office.

They came to a door that looked like all the rest in the next hall, expect for the name plate that had "Counselor" etched in a cursive style font. Her office was right across the hall from the art department, which was convenient for her, as she would suggest any type of art as a form of therapy for some of her more "difficult" students. What looked like a standard painting caught Kevin's eye. It wasn't very big and the two different hues of blue intersected with each other. The loops that looked like a five year old drew was a poor excuse of what looked to be a butterfly. But Kevin wasn't interested in that. It was the blue that caught his eye. It was same intense, bold color of Edd's eyes. He could look into them for days.

"Nazz?," Kevin stopped, not taking his eyes off the painting,"What color do you think that is?" He motioned to the painting sitting by itself, almost as if discarded, on the counter.

"The more vibrant one is called Cyan," Miss Willows interjected, before Nazz could answer. Kevin nodded to himself.

Miss Willow opened her office door with her retractable key chain, that was neatly hidden under her vest. She motioned for the two to sit on the two comfortable, purple plush chairs. Making her way around to her desk, she sat and once comfortable herself, smoothed out her skirt. Placing her hands folded in front of her on top, she grace them with a smile. "Mr. Barr, what seems to be the problem?". Kevin lazily looked at the door. In his head he was begging to just leave but instead he answered "My cyan angel..."