I really like this story now, and it seems I'm not the only one! I'm glad people are enjoying it too, so I thought I'd update again, though I really should be updating some of my older ones…I think I've been neglecting them. Oh well here's a new chapter anyway!

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Immoral

Chapter 2: The Reason to Sleep through Assemblies

I ghosted with Davey through the school, stopping at my locker to dump my bag off. I didn't bother taking anything for any of the periods before lunch. Mr. Larter's assemblies had a tendency to take up a lot of time with unnecessary details. Usually they make perfect nap time session's but I doubt I'd be able to fall asleep when my past had just walked off a damn school buses 20 minutes ago. I took a long breath in and took just as much time to let it out before I closed my locker, clicked the lock, and faced my brother below me.

He sympathetically smiled and reached out giving my hand a quick squeeze. I guess he wasn't so oblivious to how hard it was for me to leave Peach Creek after all. He let my hand go and placed both of his hands on the wheels on his chair. He nudged his head to the side asking me if we should get to class.

"Go on ahead," I said stuffing my hands in the pockets of my baggy black pants, "I'll see you in the assembly."

He nodded flashing me another cat-like smile before rolling off to the service elevator. I gulped as I walked slowly down the hallway. I glanced at the office and shook my head, as fun as it would be to punch someone out knowing Mr. Larter he'd find someway to get me into the assembly.

I steadily pushed myself into the girl's washroom and clung onto the porcelain rims of the nearest sink. I looked up at myself in the mirror, my freckles looked so bright today, and I swear my hair looked shorter.

I groaned. Why the fuck was I getting so worked up over this? I mean they were only staying for the day…probably. I bit down on my lip. There was no way I would be able to face them after I just disappear to another town. Knowing May she probably made up some bull-shit story about why I wasn't here, something to keep me reputation alive. She knew how much I loved the fact I could make kids pee their pants with so much as a glance.

Don't get me wrong I still love having power over people who piss me off, but they were fewer in number now. When you're in a school where everyone was different, like you, but still different…it makes it hard to beat up certain people. Damn I sound like such a wuss saying that.

I ran my one of my hands through the lose locks of hair at the front of my face. The cool spikes on my wristbands grazing my scalp and the red nail polish shinning underneath the dim light.

What would seeing them all be like even, that and Peach Creek had a huge high school, but that's what you get for connecting the junior high and the high school together, still could they actually bring the whole school. With the funds I could remember them having…they could probably only manage one grade. I gulped and pleaded to myself, hoping that it wasn't the 11th grade they brought.

With one last mental scream of hope I swallowed a large breath and walked out from the bathroom hunched over with my hands once again stuffed in my pants. I walked through the halls, the sound of footsteps rushing around on the floor above me. I must have missed the principal announce that there was an assembly now. I smirked softly but it quickly dispersed as I reached those large brown doors to the auditorium. I pushed them open, happy to see that it was empty and took my normal seat at the back, right beside the wheel chair area for Davey.

It was a matter of seconds before students began to flood the room and fill the chairs. I put on a cocky face anytime anyone looked my way and smiled. I guess you could say I was pretty popular here…but in reality I just knew most of the student body like any other student here. We were all very chummy with each other.

Carrie took her seat on the other side of me once she made it to the back, after a quick death hug of course. I smiled at her along with a quiet laugh; this was going to be a very awkward and most likely painful day. I may as well put on a brave face for little Ms. Carrie Blanche and Davey. They were both way to sensitive.

"Are you okay sweetie," she asked her voice laced with honey and sugar as always while she clung to my arm in a childlike fashion.

"Yeah, I think I'll be okay," I lied patting her arm. She made a funny face at me for a few minutes but when my answer wouldn't budge she gave up and looked up toward the stage.

After a few moments my vision disappeared behind someone's hand, it wasn't hard to guess.

"Vamp," I asked simultaneously with Carrie, her eyes must have been covered too. Damn this guy had big hands.

"Correct," he beamed removing his hands and giving the two of us a quick squeeze from behind.

I turned to face him and smiled, "Did you remember to change your shoes today?"

He face turned bright red with embarrassment, while one of his hands flew up to his green hair and tugged at the locks lightly.

"Opps," He muttered looking down at his feet and laughing quietly. I leaned over and looked down passed his skinny jeans, looks like I was right yet again; he forgot to change out of his dance shoes.

I guess it was to be expected with this guy as dedicated to ballet as he is to well Carrie and I. He looked back up at me with his brown eyes and shrugged awkwardly. I reached and fixed the collar on his sleeveless turtle neck and tapped his cheek, "Hey, this way you can spin as much as you want at lunch."

"Stop that," he hissed playfully as he pushes my hand away form his cheek, he hated people touching his face if you weren't making out with him…which was exactly the reason I always did.

Vamp's real name was Vladimir, but that's not the reason we call him Vamp. We all do fro two reasons, one being that he has his bottom lip pierced on both his left and right giving him the appearance of fangs in pictures, and secondly because the reason he ended up here was because his parents were sure he was a vampire and didn't want him in an environment where he could hurt the other kids. Pretty retarded I know but hey, it is a school for troubled youth.

Davey rolled up into his spot with a smile and looked to each of us, "Well looks like were all here."

"The assembly should be starting soon, "Vamp murmured, "Hey Marie you should probably go to sleep now so we can figure out how to hide you before it starts."

"I'm not going to sleep this time," I told him blandly.

"Why not? You always sleep through assemblies…it's like one of your things."

"My things," I asked warily turning around enough to let him know I was paying attention for once.

"Yeah, like something you do a lot like… come late to school, or give any guy that makes a pass at you a bloody nose, or the fact you wear two chokers! They're some of your… things!"

"Right," I said sarcastically only to get poked in the shoulder by Carrie.

"He's right; you do have a lot of habits like that."

"I do not!"

"Yes you do," Davey piped, "I live with you. I should know!"

"Okay, I'm just a little out of it today," I defended pulling at a small lock of hair I pulled free from my messy up-do.

"It has to do with the kids coming from Peach Creek today doesn't it," Carrie frowned trying to grab my attention back from my hair to her.

"Yeah," I gave in with an empty expression, "I'll answer all your questions at lunch okay. I don't want to get myself too worked up before I even know if it's them coming here today."

"Alright," Vamp sighed flicking around with my hair, "But you have to answer every question, no passes."

"Okay, okay… now stop touching my hair! The stupid assemblies starting!"

"Alright children, settle down," Mr. Larter said louder than needed into the microphone, "As you all should know today the children from Peach Creek arrived to learn about the differences in our school and about respect. With summer break only a month away I understand that you are all a little edgy but I hope you will all be on your best behaviour, and give our guests a true experience from Windsville's School for Trouble Youth."

I watched as the students of Peach Creek walked in slowly, their faces swinging back and forth as they attempted to drink in every detail of the room. Most of them looked a little frighten, I smirked, well they were in a room full of society's outcasts. And I had a feeling that most of the people catching their eyes had more than one piece of metal in their faces…which was pretty much almost the entire student body.

I ducked out of sight the moment one even dared look my way…shit I recognized that boy.

Kevin.

This was the grade 11 kids. I bit on one of fingers to stop myself from screaming out loud. Please don't let him be here, please oh please oh please don't let him be here. I'm not ready God dammit!

I felt Carrie gently rub my back with her hand and heard everyone else coo over my limp body. I felt so weak and disgusting. I mean fuck c'mon, here I was hiding from a bunch of kids I used to know. Heck they probably wouldn't even recognize me, but something was stopping me from getting up and looking like the proud and cocky person I was. I couldn't budge; my stomach was in knots and churning.

Shit…I think I'm going to barf.

Why was this such a big deal for me? I forced myself up but the sight sent me back down immediately.

He was here! Oh fuck he was here.

I felt my stomach tighten once more, only this time it felt like someone punched me in the gut after breathing me up, and throwing me into a shallow ditch. I could already feel my cheeks flush. C'mon how can he possibly make me feel like this after three fucking years?!

Why the fuck did you have to show up Edd?

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Okay kinda predictable on my part but I have only just started this crazy train!

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