Drawn to Love
A/N- For Hazelbaum, let's see where the river takes us darling with this most interesting prompt.
It was a typical Monday morning, most of the kid's energy levels were at an all time low for the week, each of them wishing it was still Sunday and wondering where the weekend had gone. As Edd walked down the hall he looked around him and felt like the odd ball in the throng of students, not only was he chipper and well rested, but he was eager for the exciting things he was going to learn today. Everyone else looked like they were still half asleep and ill prepared to take on the challenges of higher learning. Reaching his first class of the day, algebra, Edd sets his books down upon the desk and his messenger bag across the back of his chair. Sitting down he places all his necessary materials out neatly on his desk, book to the left corner slightly angled to face him better, notebook and pencils to the right ready to take down all the important information the teacher would bestow upon them today. Being early Edd had enough time to skim over the chapter they would be covering today, double checking that his retention of the material was accurate as to be ready for any questions the teacher might ask.
As the time wound down, students began to fill the once empty class room and with them came the commotion and chatter Edd had tried to escape from in the hallways. Finding it difficult to concentrate with so much racket going on, Edd closes his book and waits patiently for the bell to ring and the teacher to enter and begin the lesson. The teacher takes her seat preparing herself for the day, a few minutes later the bell rings and the class slowly goes silent as the teacher address' them and starts taking roll, the door opens to the room and a red headed jock in a football letterman jacket rushes in. "You're late Mr. Barr."
Kevin quickly muttered out an apology and a halfhearted excuse for his tardiness, and quickly took his seat next to Edd, one would describe it more along the lines that he practically fell into it as one falls into their bed. Head lying on top of his books and papers, eyes shielded from the light behind an arm fort. Edd looked at the display of blatant disregard for higher learning and shook his head, wondering how the jock stayed on the football team when he barely paid attention in class. All he knew is that the boy somehow managed it, probably bullying someone into doing his work for him, or worse tricking some love struck person into it. Edd was practically fuming at the thought, as images of the red head whispering promises into some poor student's ear like poisoned honey or some kid huddled in a corner being threatened. Edd shook the thought from his mind as there was no proof that Kevin was using others to do his work for him, only a hunch his logical mind had come up with based off Kevin's past as a bully and his status as a Casanova ladies man. There was just something about the idea of Kevin giving his attention to someone else that made his blood boil and irrational thoughts plague his mind.
Ten minutes later Edd peeks over at the boy from the corner of his eyes and sees the left side of Kevin's freckled face as his head was now lying on his right cheek his arms were now in his lap. Edd's heart skips a beat looking at those rugged and handsome features, his breath hitches as he takes in those slightly parted lips. Edd admonishes himself for staring, sure Kevin is bisexual but there was no evidence to suggest he was even slightly interested in Edd, and besides it's rude to stare at someone. Snapping his eyes back to the front of the class Edd concentrated on the lesson that was being given by the teach, trying to ignore the sleeping beauty beside him, though the sounds of his heavy breathing or an occasional groan would remind him that Kevin was there. As class went on a thought springs into Edd's head from the Wizard of Oz and he giggled to himself, "Poppies will put them to sleep," why it was funny to him at that moment he couldn't tell you. But when the teacher turned her back to write on the board Edd quickly reached over and drew a small flower on Kevin's paper right beside the jocks nose, not a very good representation of a poppy but it didn't have to be, it was his own personal joke after all.
Kevin didn't stir from his sleep, only shifting his head a little to get more comfortable and smacking his lips together as he dozed. In a weird way the act was quit thrilling to Edd, this must be why friends pull jokes on one another as they sleep by drawing on their faces with a marker. Gathering his nerve again Edd reaches over to draw a second flower, but as he was finishing the quick doodle he felt eyes upon him, he shifts his eyes slightly upward to see Kevin's green eyes locked onto his own. At first Edd's heart began to race having been caught in the act he fear reprisal, withdrawing his hand quickly Edd noticed something strange, no malice was present in Kevin's eyes but there was a big smile upon his face that somehow set Edd's thoughts at ease. Edd turns his eyes once again from the jock and back to the lesson, Kevin sits up and stretches his limbs then looks at the two quick drawings Edd did and smiles to himself. Glancing over at the dork beside him, Edd returned the look but diverts his eyes quickly away, making Kevin quietly laugh a little. Not really in the mood to pay attention to another boring lesson, and already understanding everything the teacher was going over today, Kevin takes the paper and a pencil and continues what Edd had started.
Unbeknownst to most of the people in school Kevin was pretty smart, he didn't cheat, he didn't rely on others to do his work for him, he mainly taught himself, he found the way teachers explained things boring and useless, he picked up what he needed from them and moved on. That's probably why he liked the dork who sat beside him so much, he too was self-sufficient when it came to learning, though he did show a lot more zeal in the classroom then Kevin did. Edd looked over a few times and found that Kevin was working on something but concealing it from view, this drove Edd to be curious as to what the jock was up to, Kevin's arm was blocking his view and it was frustrating to the dork that he couldn't see what it was he was doing. It was almost the end of class now and the nagging curiosity was still eating at Edd's insides, every stroke of Kevin's pencil every movement of his head and hands increasing this need to know in Edd. With only five minutes left in the class the jocks arm moved just enough forward for Edd to catch a glimpse of the paper, across it was drawn a whole field of flowers.
Kevin sees the dork looking at the paper intently and leans back removing his arm as an obstruction, Edd now can see that across the top in very delicate handwriting was scribed "How hard is it to choose just one," on the left side of the paper "Who touches," on the right side "Your heart," and at the bottom "And warms your soul." Upon closer inspection Edd could see that the two flowers he had drawn upon the paper were given a place of prominence and import around the others Kevin had drawn. It was as though the rest of the work had been made to draw your attention to those two simple flowers. Looking up from the paper Edd locked eyes with Kevin, and time seemed to slow to a standstill, Kevin parts his lips as though to say something but the words never come out for the bell had rung and Edd was out the door like a lightning bolt. His heart racing and his palms sweating, "Stop imagining things Edd" he told himself, "There is no way in hell he's interested."
Edd received his answer after his next class ended, returning to his locker to retrieve his materials for the upcoming class, a piece of paper falls out once he opens the door. Bending down he unfolds it to find that it was the drawing Kevin had made in their math class but along the bottom there was an addition made to it. In the same beautiful penmanship as the other words "Would you be that one?" was written. Edd nearly drops the paper when a deep voice whispers into his ear, "So, what do you say, dork?" Kevin's resolve to ask Edd out had been fortified when he saw the look in the boy's eyes when he saw the flower strewn paper and the words written upon it. Now Kevin's heart raced as he waited for Edd to give him an answer, each second felt like an eternity as he looked into those deep blue eyes that were filled with shock, confusion and most of all happiness. Edd opened his mouth a few times to speak but found that his voice was lost, somewhere between his brain and mouth the signal wasn't getting through and all he could manage was a simple nod. "Cool," was Kevin's response and the warning bell rings, "Come sit with me at lunch," Kevin takes the paper and scribes his number on the back, then giving it back to Edd he winks and hurries off to his next class.
