author's notes: Firstly, thanks to the anon that told me I should change my synopsis. I re-read it and realized I was kind of trying to ward people off from reading, since I am self-conscious about writing again. But yolo amirite. Also, I watched the EenE movie today. I can't believe Nazz got so jealous in it! She really did slap Kevin and throw his poor bike in a tree. I'm not going to lie to you - a lot of drama is about to bust out, haha. And Nat belongs to c2ndy2c1d~
Groggy, Edd raised his wrist to eye level. "10 AM? I have not slept this late since that time I camped out with Ed and Eddy. Farewell, personal resume," Edd groaned quietly before quickly realizing the backdrop behind his arm was not a familiar one. "Have I misplaced myself once more or..." he softly ventured while he scanned the sports and music posters thumb-tacked to the walls. He cringed just looking at the clothes which littered the carpet which could probably use deep shampooing. This is Kevin's room, the boy thought to himself, rolling onto his stomach and burying his face in the pillow. It certainly smells like Kevin, he added (and he thought that it smelled like the jock in a good way. Kind of like cheap cologne, laundry, and faintly cigarettes).
"Finally awake, huh?" The redhead materialized in the doorway, three bottles of water under his arm and a container of ibuprofen in his grip. Truth be told, Kevin himself had only awoken maybe 10 minutes earlier. He couldn't bring himself to look Edd in the eye, so he focused on whatever was outside his window. A tree or some birds or whatever.
"To be honest, I am struggling to recollect why I am dressed in yesterday's outfit in your bed," Edd mumbled, standing up. "I was tutoring you before I foolishly got intoxicated, so I must have gotten far too inebriated. I can't remember coming upstairs."
Kevin tried to toss him a water bottle, and while it was a legitimately good underhand toss, Edd failed to catch it (that uncoordinated dweeb). "Uh, so you don't remember shit? What's the last thing you do remember doing?" he spoke totally casually. Kevin hadn't forgotten anything, and his chest clenched at the memory.
Picking up the bottle, Edd meditated on what he could recall. After drinking a bit of water, he answered, "I suppose the final moment I recollect would be accompanying you outside for a cigarette."
Good, Kevin silently rejoiced. That meant there was a good chance Edd knew he promised to watch the basketball game but not how much of an amorous drunk his pupil was. "Yeah, we went to bed after. Well, you wouldn't lay down without making sure we both brushed our teeth, but after that, we both passed out," he partially fibbed. Edd had begun to rant about hygiene as soon as Kevin asked him to go to the bedroom.
"This terrifying memory-loss aside, I feel perfectly normal," Edd confessed.
Kevin still couldn't face his neighbor. He definitely wanted to Edd to cheer for him at the basketball game, but he was beginning to think that he wouldn't be able to concentrate if the dork continued to help him prep for his test. "Choice. Must've been all the water you drank. I wanna eat breakfast, so I don't know if you wanna join me or go home."
"I appreciate your proposition, but I shall retire to my own residence until the evening. Is 5PM a suitable time to resume studying? I have an engagement with Eddy and Ed I must attend to at 8PM, but 3 hours should be adequate," Edd smiled politely, and Kevin escorted him downstairs to the front door (though he refrained from bringing him home, as much as he wanted to).
A little before five, Kevin's doorbell rang, pulling him off of his couch. He hadn't really accomplished anything except lay there texting his friends, namely Nazz, Rolph, and Nat since Edd had left.
He knew who it was, so he didn't bother asking. "Hey, dork wh– " but Kevin cut himself off, as his doorway lacked the thin, sockhead tutor and instead there stood his conventionally beautiful, blonde neighbor.
"Nazz? What're you doing here, babe?" the redhead asked, genuinely confused, though his voice did little to portray more than his usual poker-face character. He had come a long way with Nazz, though. When they were younger (when he had been absolutely enamored with her) he was often guilty of being rude or speechless in her presence. Eventually, Kevin had the nerve to ask her to be his girlfriend, and that began the saga of their on-and-off relationship (though they have now been off for almost two years).
She giggled amicably, her perma-smile never hiding for a second. "Hey, Kev." She sounded so damned flirtatious (what was new?)
"I told ya that I gotta study tonight," he sighed, not moving aside to let her enter his house.
"By Double D, right?" The girl bit her lip, inquisitive and glowing feminine charm.
Kevin's patience was quickly at its end. "Nazz, I'm busy. I'm going to be kicked off the team if I fail this, 'kay?"
"H-h-hello, Nazz," Edd greeted her out of nowhere, stammering as he did in front of all pretty girls, especially this one. He awkwardly clutched the strap of his messenger bag, glancing over her head at Kevin. They both blushed and threw their eyes back to Nazz (but for different reasons, you see). "Have you convened here to prepare for the exam? Eddy would be disconcerted if he were to find out that I am providing services in exchange for no monetary compensation," he joked almost nervously (damn you, pretty girl).
After a painful conversation at the door, the three eventually made it to the kitchen table where Kevin and Nazz dutifully crammed under Edd's instruction until exactly 7:50PM. "I must depart now in order to arrive at Ed's home on time. You both will pass this exam, but please review independently on Sunday. If I do not run into you tomorrow, I will see you in school. Bonne chance!" Edd wished them luck in his quiet tone yet managed to still sound enthusiastic.
"Thank you, Double D," Nazz beamed, embracing him (for a few seconds too long). The boy's cheeks showed a hint of pink, and he left with all his belongings immediately and without escort this time. As soon as the front door was shut, Kevin's face whipped to face Nazz.
"Why did you come here, Nazz?" the jock nearly growled.
"You know I need the help more than you do," she answered ruefully. Her expression betrayed nothing, and he couldn't argue there, though he felt there was more to this situation than grades and convenience.
As the blonde gathered up her study materials, Kevin came to his own conclusions. "Yo, are you jealous or something?"
A glimmer of female petulance sparked in her expression, but she replied daintily, "No, don't be silly!"
"Remember that time you threw my bike into a tree, because you got jealous of her? And you even slapped me," Kevin threw the facts out on the table (dated facts, but facts nonetheless).
"Offensive!" she huffed, her cheeks puffing and brow furrowed. "I'm leaving if you think I'm here just to mess around!" and as quickly as Edd had left, Nazz stomped off, forsaking her own plan by making it obvious that she had shown up to meddle for motives yet unknown. Kevin, not too fond of bullshit, settled on phoning Nat to make last minute plans.