First period went by uneventful. Kevin mostly took a nap while the teacher droned on about quadratics and their roots. So it was the perfect lullaby for any tired Senior. Second period was a little more dramatic being as one of Kevin's shop mates dropped engine oil on him. It took every ounce of strength not to shove the guy in the cubby lockers. Kevin was forced to wear his tank top the rest of the day, which was a bigger annoyance to him since it was still drizzling outside. He knew an Eddward Vincent patented lecture was going to eventually reach his ear drums. You'll catch your death! The human body should constantly blah blah blah blah. Yet, that still would not top what was to come third period.

Third period was Kevin's math class. To him, Algebra I was a free period in his day; since he had already passed the class his Sophomore year. It also helped that the lower class men broke the teacher's spirit halfway through first semester. Now he just passed out worksheets and asked for them back on Fridays. That was good enough for Kevin.

As we walked into his third period class, still mildly drowsy and pissed off at everyone, he took his seat in the back corner of the room. The events of this morning were still swimming through his tired head. Distractions aside, his brain kept pulling him back to his bully victim turned best-friend. The feeling that were popping up were foreign to Kevin and he didn't how to start distinguishing them.

Kevin lifted up his head when he heard two familiar voices cracking up in the halls. He groaned when he remembered just whom he shared this class with: Nathan Goldberg and Quaran Wills.

"No, no, no, Nat, man, listen dawg that's cold."

"What are you talking about? All I said was they had a cherry type booty. I prefer peaches."

"And I prefer if you two shut the fuck up," Kevin growled to his two friends.

"Whoa, someone is a grumpy son of a bitch." Quaran plopped down next to Kevin. The nineteen year-old dreads swung freely in front of his face, his rounded glasses hiding the mischievous glint in his chocolate brown eyes. "What's got my fav ginger-bread man feeling like he got burnt in the oven?"

" He saw you and remembered he still has three semesters of your shitty metaphors." The teal-haired teen sat on the other side of Kevin and patted his back, " It's okay, Kev, Q's just too shy to admit he like's your booty too."

"What can I say?" Quaran flipped Nat the bird and smirked, " I have a thing for tall, ginger's. But, this one, is definitely not in my league." He says poking Kevin's side.

The jock growled and swatted the latter's hand, "Seriously, why do you two always have this much energy? Like, do you dorks just wake up like this?"

Nat just shrugs, " I don't think I've ever seen Q tired, he just kind of closes his eyes randomly and calls it sleep."

"Hey, but no, seriously, what's up with you man?" Q turns once again to Kevin. " You are so much more grumpier than normal this morning."

Kevin tilts his chair back so he can get a better look at the duo. Should I tell them? He thinks Maybe they could help me figure some of this shit out. " I don't know, guys. I have a lot on my mind."

"More than just the normal cobwebs?" Nathan teases. Quaran slaps his friend on the back of the head and urges Kevin to continue.

" Yes, Dickberg. I-I haven't been sleeping well. Then today, um, one of our friends gave me a ride to school."

"Well, what's so bad about getting a ride?" Q asks.

"Nothing. Just...um...I got really nervous when he- they. They touched my shoulder. Then they looked really concerned when I started stuttering. And-and I well, we started to go to class I randomly blurted out if they wanted to hangout after school." Kevin finished up his tale and looked to his friends. Nat looked like he was holding back another laugh, while Q moved his glasses on the top of his head and was pinching the bridge of his nose. "What?"

Q answered first, "You dumb motherfucker."

Nathan couldn't hold back any longer and started losing it. His hand banging on the table drew a few of the other tables to turn and look at the goofy, senior trio. "Good, God, Kevin! Your middle name should be dense!"

"What?!" Kevin was started to get irritated at his compadres. What was he missing that was so hilarious to these two?

"Kevin's got a crush! Kevin's got a cruush!" Q started to sing. Nat joined in too.

By this point's Kevin's cheeks started to turn fiery red. A crush?! On Edd!? But once it was said, it started to make since to Kevin. "Oh, shit."

"I'm just laughing because it took you this long, you dumbass." Q was cracking up, but Kevin could tell he was trying to be nice. " Seriously, we thought that you just were aromatic for awhile. It's nice to see you getting out there. So what's their name?"

Nathan, finally done with his laughing fit, turned to the amber jock," You said we know them."

Suddenly, the bell rung, sparing Kevin to answering their questions. He swooped up his bag, and made a beeline towards the door. "See you guys at lunch!"

"That son of a bitch." Quaran said, getting up and waiting for Nathan.

"Don't worry, Q-T, we'll find out."

"Careful, Nat, keep calling me that and I just might get the wrong impression."

"You know you love it."

((()))

Edd was having his own emotional crisis. Yet, the egghead was too emersed in his studies to dgintfy them with answers. When in class, he placed his best foot forward and focused solely on work. To Double D, working like this came naturally. But once the passing bell rang, his thoughts were flooded with worry. What is wrong with Kevin? The uneasy thoughts drowned his mind Was it something I said? No, no it couldn't be. He seemed off before he got in the car. These contemplations would slowly start to quiet as he sat in his seat and class began only to repeat the process again with each ring of the bell. That was, until lunch.

Eddward, Ed, and Eddy were still apart of Edd's close friends. But, being that they shared no classes their senior year, the trio could only spend time together at lunch. Double D left his AP Astronomy class and made his way to the cafeteria. Ever since their freshman year, their lunch group had combined to include the cul-de-sac kids, Kankers, and the Ed's. Over time, the dynamic would change; Sarah and Jimmy went to hang out with the cheerleaders more, Jonny stuck around on most days unless there was a Nature club meeting, Rolf made himself appear at random, only stopping by to check up on his childhood friends. Yet, they all still were as close as they were all those years ago.

Edd made his way to his normal seat. No one else had arrived yet, so Edd took this time to himself. Those thoughts kept randomly pulling at his mind. What is it with the suddenly fixation with Kevin, Eddward? He scolded himself. Focus on something else, like, hmm...

"Earth to Dork, ya there?" Edd only zoned back in when he saw a hand wavinf in his face. "Yeesh. And you think I'm out of it." Kevin chuckles. He plops down next to Edd. "What was on your mind, Dorky?"

"To be quite honest our earlier conversation was running through my mind." Edd pulled out his sack lunch, spreading it's contents neatly in front of him. "I must say, you're looking a lot-"

Edd suddenly paused, " What is it, D?"

"Good heavens! Where in the Sam-Hill is your shirt?!"

"Oh, well, some idiot spilled motor oil on me second hour and I wasn't walking in around here with a stain."

"You are definitely not following school dress code, Mr. Barr!"

"Well, no one has stopped me yet," But Kevin's statement falls on deaf ears as Edd rummages through his satchel.

"AH! Here," Edd shoves an orange hoodie at his counterpart. "I always keep a spare just in case Ed spills something on his. Let's just hope today he stay a little on the clean side."

"Double D, you don't-"

"I will not take no as an answer, Kevin."

Kevin begrudly took the loud colored hoodie without any more grips. When he slipped it over his head, he was immersed in blueberries. It smelt like Edd, and that made the letterman's heart flutter. Whatever he had, Kevin had it bad and this hoodie was a weak fix to what he would eventually need.

"Much better, isn't it?"

"Y-yeah, thanks E-Edd," Kevin managed to mumble out.

Before Double D could question him anymore, the lunch gang started to show up. Double D just mentally sighed. He was going to get Kevin to tell him what was wrong, sooner rather than later.

"Hey, Eddy, are you going to finish your cookies?" Ed inquired walking up to the table. The lovable oaf had finally outgrown his goofy faze. Somewhere Junior year he came to the conclusion he wanted to be a movie director. So that's what he had been pursuing.

"Is your unibrow screwed on too tight? Of course I am." Eddy had grown a little nicer since the Kids came to the rescue against his brother. His scams were no longer to make money for him and the Ed's but more towards helping out everyone. Whether he wanted to admit that or not. But, when the time called for it, Eddy would be there. No matter what.

"Ed, you may have some of my blueberries if you want." Double D offered to which Ed readily agreed.

"Hey, Stumpy, I heard the midget carnival was hiring again. You can give it a shot," Kevin teased.

"Really? Good to know! I heard downtown they need a knew tractor, why don't you go and give it a ring, Shovelchin?" Somethings, however, never change.

As lunch drew on, everyone enjoying one another's company for the thirty odd minutes they were together. Tossing jokes at someone else's expense, or telling the gossip that no one else had heard yet.

"Actually, speaking of crushes," Nat interrupts after hearing of the newest popular break-up at Peach Creek High. " Kevin, is there something you want to tell us?"

"Yeah actually," Kevin winds his fist back, and punches Nat right in the shoulder. Earning a yelp for the smaller, teal haired teen. "Shut it, Goldberg."

Q starts laughing at his partner in crime, earning a slap at the back of his head from Nat. "Traitor."

"You have a crush, Kevin?" Double D turns to the red head beside him.

"W-Well, uh, um, y-yes?" He stutters out. "I r-rather not talk about it right now."

"Ew, I'm trying to eat here. I don't want to know about who Kevin's thinking about boning, thanks." Eddy says while pretending to make himself gag.

"Eddy! Watch your manners, please! No one was talking of sexual intecorse expect you." Edd could hear in his voice that he snapped at his oldest best friend. Yet, no one heard the aggressiveness over the loudness of the lunchroom.

"I can't believe Tough-Guy is too shy to say who his crush is!" Quaran started laughing his head off again.

"Coming from someone who doesn't even want to tell his crush I don't want to hear it!" Kevin points his finger at his African-American friend, watching the color drain from his face.

Nat suddenly pops up from his sulking and turns to his so-called best friend, "What!? You have a crush and you didn't tell me?! Who is it? Spill it Wills!"

Q shoots Kevin a death glare across the table, " I do not."

"Bullshit!" Kevin pressures.

At that, the bell signals that their next class was to begin in seven minutes. They all started to rush away from the table. Nat following closely behind Q to find out who Kevin mentioned.

Edd had slunked away from the table before the bell rang. He had stormed off after Eddy's crude sexual comment. He had almost made it to his English class when Kevin popped up beside him.

"Whoa, I totally forgot how quick of a walker you can be sometimes. I don't even think I saw you when the bell rang."

"Why, yes, I hurried off to class a bit early. I had questions about an upcoming test this Friday."

"Oh, yeah, t-that's fine. I just wanted to-"

"To what Kevin?" Double D was getting a bit annoyed. Why is he talking to me? He spit Can't he talk to his crush about it?

"To still hang out after school."

"Of course I would, why wouldn't I?"

"Well, you sounded a little mad at the table, I just wanted to make sure you were still up for it."

"When did I sound mad?" Edd was generally curious as to what the jock had to say to him. He wanted to go to his classroom already.

"Well, when Eddy was being fucking disgusting."

"Language, Kevin. But I'm sorry, I know I sounded aggressive. It came out wrong."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Kevin, I'm certain. Now we should both get to class before the bell. I'll see you after class. " With his final words said, Double D went into class. Hmuph! Am I sure? Why would I be uncertain? I'm certain the fact is I am totally fine with him having a crush. Kevin is free to like whomever. It shouldn't matter to me. But it does- Oh Goodness! Am I jealous?!

It dawned on Edd. He was jealous that Kevin had a crush. Oh my thought Edd Do I like Kevin?!

((()))

Once the school day and finally wound down to an end, Kevin, Q, and Nat made there way to the student parkinglot.

"I can't believe you won't tell me your crush Q! I thought you were suppose to tell your bestfriend everything!" Nat was throwing a tantrum trying to find out who Kevin was talking about earlier.

But Quaran was not letting his lips slip," Nathan let it go!"

Kevin just laugh at the two, "Nat, why don't you let Q know who your crush is?"

This made Q stop in his tracks, "Oh? Well, well, well, looks like we have a hypocrite among us."

Nat grab onto the lanky jock's sleeve, whimpering to him, "I was not ready to tell him yet."

"Oops." Said Kevin sarcastically. "My bad."

"I hate you."

Kevin kept walking as the two kept bickering each other to admit their crushes. His own mind was preoccuipied with his. As he got closer to the parking lot, he saw Edd standing by his car.

"Hey! Edd!" Kevin looked behind him, to make sure Q and Nat weren't right behind him and then rushed over to his car. "Ready to go?"

"If you are, Kevin." Edd quipped.

As the two buckled up in the car, Q and Nat had finally caught up to Kevin to see him driving away in Double D's car.

"Wait," Quaran stared off into the distance. " Didn't Kevin say he was hanging out with his crush afterschool today?"

"Yeah, he did...you don't think?" Nat's eyes grew wide as the relization hit him "Oh my God! Kevin likes Edd!"

Nat stared to cheer and dance around. His best dreams had come true. He had waited on this to happen since he met the two geeks his eight grade year "Fucking finally!"

In the review, Edd spied Nat doing what seemed like a poor version of the fuky chicken; along side Q who tried to calm him down and was failing miserably.

"What's up with those two, now?"

Kevin gklanced back in his mirror, and felt a blush rush his cheek. "I don't even want to know."

A/N: Nat belongs to c2ndy2c1d and Quaran Wills belongs to me. He's a dork, I know. I hope you all enjoy this story so far!