Hello again, fellow Kevedd fans! I feel that I've been uploading the chapters pretty regurlarly these past couple of times! Every two weeks or so, and that's kinda good for being me, I think! I wish you the bestest weekend, and after I've thanked everyone that've liked and commented and started following me and my story; I will proceed with my Of dorks and jocks! Thank you all and have a nice day and weekend!

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The kiss

Eddward
The hypnotizing flares in front of him made Eddward's body relax in a way it only did during meditation. The warmth from the fire felt nice on his face, neck, arms and knees, and the soft buzz from all the people calmly chatting to each other around the fire started sounding like the ocean to his ears. He heard Ed talk to a guy from the football team on his left, and Eddy talked to Nazz on his right. They had become much flirtier to each other since their little dispute about May Kanker a few hours ago; Eddy seemed to know how to soften her up. Edd glanced at them from the corner of his eye; they were both leaning back on their elbows on the grass, as if they were looking at the stars as they chatted. Edd smiled to himself, maybe this was the night for Eddy, and maybe he was finally going to get his date with Nazz someday in the near future.

Next to Nazz, on her other side, sat Kevin, and he was facing straight forward into the fire as Rolf told him about the college he went to, and all the new stuff he had learned. Kevin looked distressed, as if he was thinking of something else and didn't really hear what Rolf was saying. But Edd understood that this was a huge conversion for poor Kevin; he was changing – and it showed. He had gotten much nicer to people since he gave Double D this black eye only two days ago; as if that was the immediate reason he wanted to change. Then it was a good thing, Edd thought to himself, he was actually happy that Kevin had punched him. He took one for the team, so to say.

He looked to his left again, and noticed that Ed was blushing and looked really nervous about something. Edd leaned closer to him to peek around the fire, and there she was; May Kanker. She looked as shy as Ed did, not daring to throw him any glances, and Double D knew that he had to help his friend out.

"Hey, Ed." He tried carefully, but with a friendly smile.

"Uh… Yeah… What?" Ed finally looked back at him, with round eyes and a drop of sweat running down his right temple.

"Why don't you talk to her?"

"Talk to who?"

"You know…" Edd looked around the fire again, and then at Ed. "May. I think this is your moment."

"You think so?"

"I really do think so. Or, I know so. Look at her." They both looked at May now. "She's very pretty tonight, isn't she? And I actually think she's waiting for you to take the first step."

"She- she is?" Ed looked more nervous than ever.

"Yes."

"But what should I- I don't know what to say- I…"

"Calm down, Ed. Just walk up to her, say that you want to tell her something and bring her somewhere quiet, somewhere people won't eavesdrop on you."

"Then what?"

"Then you tell her how you feel."

"Then what?"

"I… I guess you can kiss her, if she feels the same; but I'm sure she does. You'll know what to do, I promise. It comes naturally."

"I don't… I can't!"

"Yes, you can. I believe in you. She's waiting for you."

Ed gulped, took a deep breath and then nodded to himself. He stood up, walked around the circle of people and then stopped once he reached May. She looked up at him and blushed, and then she smiled a toothy smile. Ed scratched the back of his neck, glanced at Edd and then back at May, and he crouched down to ask her to follow him.

May nodded, still smiling, and stood up to follow Ed to the living room. Edd's heart made a skip of happiness as he turned to the fire again.

"Is he going to do it?" Nazz, who had paused her conversation with Eddy to watch Ed and May, asked with bright eyes.

"I think so." Edd said and shrugged as he smiled.

"Good for him." Eddy scoffed; he looked like a proud father.

Nazz let out a deep and longing sigh. "That is so romantic… I wish that would happen to me."

"I'm sure it will, Nathalie." Said Double D. Eddy looked straight into the fire; his face turned a few shades darker.

Eddward sighed too, but he felt more and more desolate rather than yearning. He looked at Kevin again, who stubbornly kept staring at the flames in the fire with eyebrows so low his eyes were almost hidden in shadows. Edd had an eerie feeling about Kevin's face; Rolf had gotten up (supposedly he went to the bathroom) so he was all alone in his own thoughts. He couldn't even imagine what was going on inside Kevin's head right now; around people he almost didn't know and with that look on his face.

Okay. Eddward decided to swallow his pride, stood up, brushed off his jeans from grass and walked over to the captain of the football team. Kevin didn't look up once, but that was fine seeing Edd almost tripped on his own feet when he sat down next to Kevin; he wanted to make it look like he did it cool and casually, but failed due to his clumsiness. He really hoped Kevin didn't notice…

"Err… Kevin?" Edd tried. He wanted to sound confident, but his nerves let him down.

"What? Oh." Kevin jerked a little, and got even more surprised once he saw who'd talked to him. "Hey. What's up?"

"Good, I'm good. Hey, I wanted to thank you for what you did… I mean, yesterday- and today, um…" Edd took a quick deep breath before he continued. "It was really cool of you to give Ed a ride from football practice yesterday, and that you stopped the fight between him and Cody Byrd; that you stood up for him."

"Well, yeah… of course; he's a team mate. Can't have them getting themselves hurt before the end games, yeah?"

"Yeah." Edd agreed, his thoughts spun furiously around his head when thinking of something else to talk about; but Kevin beat him to it.

"Maybe I should apologize, now that we're clearing our consciences; I'm… sorry that I punched you before. That was really shitty of me." Kevin looked at Edd and cringed a little; it was obvious that he wasn't that used to apologizing for things he did. "And for what I said in the corridor yesterday about you and Sampson. I don't really know why I did it; I was just being immature."

"It's already forgiven. And thank you." Said Edd.

Kevin gave him a crooked smile, and then looked into the fire again with a deep sigh. Edd glanced at him; his ginger hair was as bright as the fire in front of them, and his eyes sparkled from the light. Eddward had watched Kevin a lot of times before; but never really this close. Though Kevin Barr looked like a rugged rebel (and acted like one); he had an extremely beautiful profile (he could just make out the long scar starting from Kevin's eyebrow, going through the temple and then continue to his ear under his cap) and a remarkably big heart – he just had to persuade himself that he did.

Something changed this on the edge of being a perfect night; ruined every little piece of it. Bright light beamed into and flooded the backyard from the driveway, and everybody stopped talking to see what was happening. An enormous Jeep stood on the driveway; Edd couldn't see what color it was; with the head lights pointed at the people around the fire.

"Who is that?" Nazz asked.

"Do you know anyone with a G-wagon?" Eddy asked her.

"No…" said Nazz and stood up. "No one from our school owns one. I'll go over there and ask what their problem is."

But before Nazz got even halfway across the yard, all four doors opened and shut, and two of them, one big and one small, came walking towards her. She stopped dead in her tracks; either she didn't know who the newcomers were, or she did; and knew that they meant problem.

"That's Marie Kanker holding hands with that big dude, isn't it?" Eddy jumped closer to Kevin and Edd, and Kevin slowly got up on his feet. Edd saw that he was staring at the Jeep people as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing, like he recognized them through the bright light. Kevin tensed up; Edd hadn't seen him like this in… years.

"Who are they?" Edd asked him carefully, but Kevin didn't reply; he'd stopped blinking.

The big guy who'd drove the Jeep dropped Marie's hand and got closer to Nazz as he spoke to her; he looked intimidating with his long dark hair, and tattoos all over his arms. But before Nazz had the chance to say anything in return he spotted Kevin… and a wide devious smile spread all over his face.

Edd knew that something was wrong, but he had still no clue of who this person was. He had never seen him around or in school.

When the big guy, or man – he was at least twenty two years old, judging by his appearance – walked up to Kevin, stopped a few feet away from him and smiled again. Edd could now see his whole face in the light from the fire; he had dark skin and brown eyes, and if he could guess his nationality he'd say he was from Hawaii, but he couldn't be too sure. He had long, black hair hidden under a grey beanie, a round stubby nose and a big muscular body with tribal tattoos all over his arms.

"Greetings, Barr." He said in a deep voice, he had only eyes for Kevin. "Long time, no see, eh?"

Kevin swallowed, but still he didn't say anything. He was paralyzed, frozen.

"I was seeing forward to a visit or two from you, but you didn't show." He licked his upper teeth. "Well, answer me, Kevin. Why didn't you visit me?" he demanded.

"Leave that shrimp alone. Come on, hun, I packed the car. Let's go!" Marie shouted behind him.

"Babe, can you wait a fucking minute?" he yelled back.

"Shut up, dipshit! Hurry up, I'm freezing!"

"Rude. Well, fuck that loser." Said Lee, who was one of the four standing by the Jeep.

"Hey! He's my loser, okay? Only I can call him that!"

"Okay, as I was saying…" Marie's boyfriend turned to Kevin again. Edd and Eddy stood on each side of him, all three as still as icicles – he looked like someone you didn't want to pick a fight with. "I was actually expecting a visit from you, Kevin, and you let me down." He looked at Eddy, scoffed, and then at Eddward – and frowned. "You're cute." He said, but he looked like he didn't like that about Edd. He turned to Kevin again. "Is that kid your boyfriend?"

"Cheetah! Hurry the fuck up!" Marie shouted from the passenger side of the Jeep with the window rolled down, punching the horn like a maniac with, what Edd could only assume, her foot, since she was too short to reach the wheel all the way from the passenger seat.

Something broke inside of Eddward. He had heard so much about this Cheetah several times a few years ago, but he had no idea as of what he looked like. It was Kevin's bully; it was the guy who had almost killed Kevin back when he was only fourteen years old. He was the one who had split the cul-de-sac kids for good. Cheetah and his gang of deadbeat friends had cracked Kevin's skull and left him bleeding out on the street almost four years ago; leading to a two month long hospitalization for Kevin. Cheetah and three others had been arrested and all of them were put in juvenile and later jail as they turned eighteen. Had Cheetah escaped jail, or had he already been released?

Now he was here, he had sought Kevin out and was now standing only five feet away from the boy he had almost killed a few years prior. This couldn't be legal, could it?

Cheetah groaned, closed his eyes and then looked up again. "I need to go, but I'll see you again, be sure of that. Okay, pumpkin?" he bit the tip of his tongue with a mischievous smile before he left. He jumped into the Jeep and drove off with Lee, Marie and two others Edd didn't recognize.

Nazz watched the Jeep until it disappeared from the cul-de-sac, and when it was gone she hurried towards Kevin. "I'm sorry, I tried to-"

"I'm fine." Kevin said angrily, walked past the fire, across the yard and out on the field behind the houses.

"Go after him. See if he's okay." Said Edd, almost choking on his own words, but he knew that Nazz was the only one now who could help him.

"Are you sure? What about-"

"We'll take care of everything here. Take your time." Said Eddy with the same tone of his voice as Edd had had.

"Thank you, guys." Nazz ran across the grass, climbed through the loose plank in the paling and disappeared into the darkness after Kevin.

Edd repeatedly reminded himself that Nazz and Kevin were only going to talk, nothing more. Oh, why did Cheetah show up now of all times? Eddward was finally talking to Kevin in private, they were finally on their way of building a steady base to stand on and evolve their… relationship into… something more. But no, the most inappropriate thing had to happen just about now! His stomach was turning inside out and his heart tried to claw itself out of his chest. He felt nauseous, and he worried over Kevin.

"Here comes Ed!" Eddy snapped Double D out of his toxic thoughts, and they both waited for Ed to join them on the grass. The rest of the party guests had forgotten everything about the Jeep and the newcomers, and carried on with their conversations as if nothing had interrupted them.

"Hey, guys." Ed said shyly as he got closer to them.

"Where's May?" Edd asked.

"She had to go with her sisters."

"Did they do anything to you?" Eddy asked, he sounded pissed.

"No, they shouted for her from the garage that they were leaving, so they didn't see us in the living room."

"So… what happened?" asked Edd.

Ed looked down, and a precious smile made his face shine like it had never shone before. "I finally did it, guys. I kissed her."

"Sweet!" Eddy exclaimed and patted Ed's back.

"I'm happy for you." Said Edd. "And I'm proud of you, you made it."

"Yeah… and hey, thank you for pushing me. I needed that."

"No problem."

"That beer really strengthened your nerves, didn't it?" Eddy playfully elbowed Ed on his arm.

"I guess…" Ed chuckled.

Edd didn't have the heart to tell Eddy that Nazz had been giving them alcohol free beer the whole evening, maybe that would trash Eddy's confidence; and that was the last thing he wanted right now.

Well, that was one out of three. Eddward would've never imagined that Ed was going to be the first one in the trio to get a girlfriend; but when he thought about it, he didn't really know who he thought it would be either. Eddy had gotten a lot closer to his crush Nazz, so maybe it was his turn next? Edd sighed; was he stupid for fantasizing about a guy who may never return his feelings? What if Kevin liked girls and girls only? What if he fell in love with Nazz, taking her away from Eddy? That would ruin them both… what a disaster. Eddy would always walk around, hating Kevin even more than what he did right now, and Eddward would hate… maybe he wouldn't hate Nazz for falling for Kevin… he couldn't really blame her if she did.

He knew that he had to prepare for the worst now – it would only be natural if Kevin and Nazz got together, only a miracle could help Edd get the love of his life.

Kevin
He stumbled over his own feet several times because of the mud he was sinking deeper and deeper into by every step he took. Whenever one foot sank it got stuck, and when he forcefully tried to take a step he flung his foot behind the other leg; making him to trip himself and almost fall. Every time he managed to save himself from falling, but it only made him angrier whenever it happened, which was a lot.

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The lump inside of Kevin's stomach only grew bigger from day to day, and when it was time to go to school again after the weekend, it felt like the lump was throbbing inside of him; shooting pain from the center of his stomach to his limbs and head. He couldn't get the promise out of his head when he stepped off the bus on a Monday, two days after Cheetah had stopped him in the corridor – but he couldn't walk around and hope that he was going to be nicer to Kevin either. And even though he'd promised himself not to believe it; the lump sort of felt a little bit lighter when the football team spotted him by the lockers that morning. He felt nervous, but not as much.

"There you are. We've been waiting for you, tough guy." Said Cheetah, who always looked more than agog from the sight of Kevin, with a big smile on his face. He headed towards Kevin, and stopped a few feet away from him, ready to reach out and grab him.

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Kevin finally lost his balance and fell in the mud on his hands and knees, but he just stood up and kept pulsing through it, without any thoughts on where he was heading.

"Kevin!"

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Cheetah's hands quickly grabbed the front of Kevin's shirt, and he yanked him up as if he was as light as a feather. Kevin knew that he wasn't going to be nicer to him – that was just to give him some kind of hope – psyche him into believing that he could stand a chance against them.

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"Wait! Kevin, please stop!"

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"We're going to have so much fun." Cheetah mumbled with a crooked smile, his face only five inches from Kevin's. "Boys, I'm going to need to teach Barr a lesson he won't be forgetting any time soon. Please, don't follow us."

His friends scoffed and laughed as Cheetah carried Kevin towards the toilets; he had done this several times before, so it wasn't new to Kevin what was going to happen.

"Let me go!" Kevin yelled anyway and tried to kick himself out of Cheetah's grip.

He was dropped on the ground, only to have Cheetah forcefully turn Kevin around and grab him from behind with his arms glued against his body. He was lifted again, but this time he didn't have the strength to kick Cheetah a second time; he just couldn't reach that way. The toilets were getting closer.

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"Hey!"

Someone grabbed present Kevin's hand to try and stop him, and because of him being in this state of mind; he spun around and defensively gave Nazz a backhanded slap over her face. It made her loose her balance and stumble backwards with a frightened shriek and her hands covering her face from the pain.

Kevin's heart stopped beating, and once he realize what he had done all he could hear was the effervescent high pitched ringing inside of his head, and he started hyperventilating. "I- I'm sorry!" he panicked, but he didn't dare to get closer to her. "I don't know what to do! I have never hit a girl before! I'm sorry- I-"

"Kevin, it's okay…" Nazz breathed into her hands. She let go of her face and looked up. "I shouldn't have snuck up on you like that. Though, I called your name like five times…"

"I know, I'm just-" Kevin pressed his fingertips against his forehead and eyelids, grabbed a few strands of his hair and started pulling it, as if he didn't know what to do. "There are no excuses. I'd do anything to make it right again, Nazz, just tell me what to do-"

"Calm down, you lunatic." Nazz fixed her hair and got closer to Kevin; he quickly put both his hands in his pockets – as if he thought that he was going to hurt her again if he didn't. "I'm fine, you get it? It was a slip up and I know that you didn't do it on purpose. Just forget it, okay?"

"Okay…" it was like he was grabbing the last chance he had with her.

"Now that that is out of our way; please don't run away like this. I don't want anything to happen to you." She grabbed his arm and forced him to take his left hand out of his pocket. Nazz took Kevin's hand, and then she squeezed it between her own hands. "I care about you. You know that, right?"

"Um…" the hand she was holding was starting to sweat, luckily enough the mud he had had on it earlier was smeared on the inside of his pocket. He didn't know what to say. "Thanks?"

"Come on. Let's ditch the party and just… talk to each other. You can crash at my place tonight if you want to. I have a mattress under my bed you can sleep on."

Kevin nodded (he was surprised that she actually cared enough about him that she even followed him out on this muddy field), and without letting go of his hand Nazz led him back to her house again. Before they reached the tall fence hiding her backyard (where the party was still going), they turned left to the side of her house and opened the door to the basement. After that they just walked through the house and up the stairs until they reached Nazz's bedroom. She let go of Kevin's hand and dragged the mattress out from under her bed, passed him to go fetch a pillow and a blanket in her walk-in-closet, and then started making a bed for him.

"There." She said as she was finished. "It's not much; but since it's so hot outside I guess that you won't freeze. But if you do, I have another blanket in my closet."

"Thanks, that's perfect." Said Kevin, he remembered where he had slept two nights before – and this was significantly better than a hard and tiny couch.

"So… make yourself at home. Okay? I'll just tell everyone that I'm going to bed, but that they still can use the backyard and the downstairs toilet, and remind them to put out the fire before they leave."

"Okay…"

Nazz shut the door when she left, and Kevin just stood there in the middle of her room, not really sure about what to do next. Now that it was finally quiet he was left with all his memories again. The freshest one – that Cheetah had been here tonight, after so many years – haunted Kevin more than anything. He wanted to punch something, like a wall, but he restrained himself as he didn't want to trash Nazz's bedroom. Even though it looked like a granny's room; it was still kind of nice.

He remembered that he didn't like to sleep with jeans on, and knew that he didn't want to undress with Nazz in the room with him, so he quickly started to pull his black jeans off; clumsily fell to his side as one of his feet was caught in the pant leg. Luckily he fell on the mattress, but his head clunked into the side of Nazz's bed next to it.

"What the fuck…" Kevin mumbled, got even angrier than before. But just as he was going to punch her bed – as if he wanted to teach it a lesson – he heard footsteps walking up the stairs. "Shit." Kevin dragged his pants off. "Fuck!" he realized they were muddy from when he fell on the field, and had now stained the blanket he was going to have tonight.

He growled, pulled up his jeans again and stood up, and just as he did, Nazz entered the room. "Oh, sorry, were you undressing?"

"Yeah. But I forgot that my jeans were dirty, and somehow I got mud all over the blanket." He rubbed his head and felt a growing bump underneath his cap.

"That's okay. I'll give you the other one and I'll just wash this tomorrow." She passed Kevin and pulled the dirty blanket from the mattress. "Actually; it's in the closet, on the top shelf just inside the door – feel free to take it down, I'll just take this to the laundry room in the basement." She left the room again.

Kevin face palmed himself; how can he be this clumsy? Oh, well… he opened the door to the walk-in-closet and began the search for the blanket. "It must be this, right?" He pulled a quilted blanket from the top shelf with small blue flowers all over it, and just stared at it. Somehow it looked familiar but he didn't know why.

He decided to wait for Nazz to get back before trying to take his pants off again; what if it was the wrong blanket and he had to mess around a third time? Also he wanted to go to the bathroom one last time before going to bed and didn't feel like doing so in his underpants.

Nazz knocked on the door and waited for Kevin to respond before opening it again, and entered the room. "Good, you haven't undressed yet." She gave him a pair of black jogging pants.

"Thanks, these are actually exactly what I needed."

"Change, and tell me when you're done, and I take your jeans down to the laundry room as well."

Kevin did as she wanted and gave her his jeans when he was finished. "Thank you. Are these your dad's?" he asked her, knowing her father was a bit shorter than him, and the pants were a bit too short in the legs.

"They're actually yours. Don't you remember them?"

"Why do you have a pair of my old jogging pants?"

"It was about six years ago," Nazz began her story, "we had a picnic in my backyard and ate grilled hot dogs. We actually used that blanket with flowers back then every time we had a picnic, and you spilled-"

"-I spilled mustard on my crotch. I was so embarrassed." Kevin continued, remembering that day with a smile on his face.

"Luckily we had been on the beach the same day, so you could just change into your swimming trunks."

"And you washed my jogging pants for me. I remember. They were too big for me back then so I didn't miss them that much and forgot about them." Kevin sighed from the memory; it was such an easy time to be in back then. "Why are you still having them?"

This actually made Nazz to blush – her face turned red and she looked away. "I… they're my weekend pants."

"Weekend pants?"

"They're just something I can put on and be comfy in."

"But, hey," Kevin chuckled from her obvious blushing face. ", there's nothing to be ashamed of. I don't need these pants anymore, I mean; look at them." He pulled the legs a little bit, showing his ankles. "You can have them. Seriously. They're yours."

"Yes, but that's not all… Every time I use them they… make me think about you." She looked away again, with an even redder face than before. "And seeing them on you right now… it just feels kinda unrealistic, you know?"

"Heh- well, yeah…" Kevin began blushing as well; he couldn't remember the last time he did that at the same time as feeling touched by something someone had said. He scratched the growing bump underneath his cap.

"A-anyway." Nazz hurried to say. "I'll take these down to the basement. I can pop some popcorn."

"Yeah, sure…" Kevin had lost count of how many times Nazz had left the room and closed the door, but this time he relaxed and sat down on the mattress on the floor next to Nazz's bed.

Boy, that girl started to fall for him… what a mess. How could he turn her down gently without hurting her feelings? Kevin really wanted to keep her close to him; but as a friend; and he started to realize that she wanted something more than that. He thinks, at least… maybe he read the signs wrong, though; maybe Nazz was only nervous about their blooming friendship because it had been so many years since they even talked to each other. Heck; what if she'd just been missing him? Now that he thought about it; he had missed her too. Of course she was a little nervous and shy around him – that was only natural seeing they'd been best friends since elementary school!

Kevin stretched out his long legs and leaned against Nazz's bed with his pillow behind his back, feeling the cool floor underneath his heels. He heard popping sound from downstairs and the music blaring from the backyard on the other side of the house. People were laughing and singing with the music… maybe they could join them again? Kevin didn't actually feel like talking to Nazz right now; he knew that she were only going to try and get him to talk about Cheetah and Double D, and maybe she will even try to squeeze out some information about his dog and his dad.

No, that was absolutely something Kevin really didn't feel like doing right now.

Nazz came back with a bowl of popcorn, a bottle of wine and two regular drinking glasses in her arms. "I couldn't find the wine glasses, but I think that these will do." She smiled, put everything on the bed behind Kevin and then sat on the mattress next to him. "Wine?" she asked him and reached back to the bed.

"Yeah, thanks." He took one glass and let her pour the yellowish transparent liquid into it.

"I saved this bottle for another time, but I don't mind sharing it with you." She put the bowl of popcorn between them. "Hey, there's an old TV with a built in DVD player in the closet, I can just plug it in and we can watch a movie or something?"

Kevin didn't know what to say anymore. He had his mouth full of popcorn, and tried to make out the situation here. He knew that he always overthought stuff and sometimes was wrong about them, but he just couldn't get any sense out of Nazz. Did she want to talk or did she want to watch a movie? Girls are weird... "What can you recommend?" he asked her after downing the popcorn with some wine.

"I have a bunch of DVD's… wait here!" she got up on her feet and lightly tiptoed to her closet. She pulled out a box from one of the shelves in there and put it in front of Kevin. "Find something, I'll get the TV."

Kevin opened the box and looked down; all he could see were some girly cartoons about ponies and teddy bears, chick flicks, romantic comedies, and maybe two really old horror movies. He grabbed them both and inspected them, read the back and then the reviews on the cover. He picked the one that seemed gorier than the other; he didn't want Nazz to get any ideas.

"Did you find anything?" she asked from the closet.

"Yeah, it's like fifteen years old, but it sounded good enough." He heard a bang from the closet. "Do you need help?"

"No, I'm fine!" she shouted back. "Just trying to find all the cords and wires; it was a long time ago I used this thing."

"I can see that…" he looked down on the old cover again and read the name of the movie he'd picked. "Texas knife psychopath… I mean, the fuck were they thinking?"

"Oh… you picked that one, huh?" Nazz came out from the closet, carrying a very heavy looking lump that was the TV, with the cords dragging after her on the floor.

"Watch it!" Kevin got up and lifted the cord that she was almost stepping on. "I don't want to see you tripping over and hurt yourself."

"Thank you." She said under her breath.

"Here, let me help you." Kevin took the TV from her; it weighed much less for him than what it had done for her; and put it on the desk by the foot of her bed. He turned around and walked into Nazz again. "Oh-"

"Oops, sorry. I was just holding the cord." She leaned to her right to put the cord on the desk next to the TV, but Kevin tried to pass her from that side, making them do that awkward dance where you both just try to pass one another but always get in the way of each other.

"Okay…" Kevin grabbed her shoulders just to end the dance, and then got past her.

Nazz giggled nervously, put the cord on the desk and just stood there, leaning on the table with tense arms.

"Are you okay?" Kevin asked her.

She spun around. "Uh-ha." She said in a hurry, bit her lip and just stared at him.

"So… are you going to plug it in, or do you need help with that too?"

"Oh, right! No, I can do it-" when she spun around again she banged her knee on the chair. "Ow!"

"Nazz, are you alright?" Kevin chuckled; she was actually adorable when she behaved like this.

"Yes, I'm fine, just-" she inhaled with her legs crossed and crooked back, and smiled as if her knee didn't hurt anymore. "I just need to…" she put a hand on her forehead and widened her eyes. "Wow, that rushed to the head."

"Come on." Kevin chuckled again, stood up and helped her to the bed. She jumped on one leg and just crashed down on top of the sheets, holding her knee while swinging from side to side on her back.

"Thanks." She whispered.

"I'll plug the TV." Kevin did all the technical stuff, and when he was finished he started the movie, took the remote control and backed up to his mattress again. "Is your knee feeling better? Or do you want me to get you some ice?"

"No, thanks. A little wine will patch me up." She giggled and held her glass out to him; Kevin was closer to the bottle on the floor next to the bed.

He poured her some wine and then some to himself, and they started watching the movie while sipping their wine and eating popcorn. The movie started out poorly, boring and cliché. They both laughed when the Texas knife psychopath killed his first victim only two minutes into the movie, and when the main characters were being introduced, they began giving them their own names.

"That's you, Kev." Nazz said and pointed at the designated jock in the group of college students.

"Then that's you." Said Kevin when the poindexter showed on the screen.

"Can't I be the cheerleader?" she laughed.

Kevin thought for a bit, why did she want to be the girlfriend of the jock? "Why?" he asked suspicious.

"Don't you think I'm pretty enough to be her?" she challenged him.

"Well, duh, of course." Kevin turned his head where he leaned against her bed and looked at Nazz; she looked back at him, laying on her belly with her face a few inches from his. "But you're smarter than that bimbo, and look at the smart girl; she's much prettier than that in real life, they've only made her look like a total nerd with like make up and stuff."

"Aw… thanks, Kev." Nazz whispered with a serious face. "That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me."

"Well, it's true, and you should hear it a lot more often, because-"

Kevin was cut off due to Nazz grabbing his face and pressing her lips against his. She gave him a passionate and intense kiss, and before he could stop her she smoothly climbed down on the mattress on the floor with him and straddled over his lap. Kevin had been taken by such surprise he just responded to the kiss by putting his hands on her back, pressing her body harder against his and just let everything happen.

This was… new. Kevin had never done this before, and certainly not with a girl. It felt like she was waiting for him to take the next step, and that made him feel insecure about his actions.

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"Hey! Stop!" fourteen year old Kevin cried as his bully kicked the door open to the boys' toilets. "Let me go!"

"Scram." Cheetah told some sophomore years by the urinals. They quickly zipped up their pants and left the room without hesitating. "And you-" Cheetah put Kevin down, turned him around, but kept holding his arms in a firm grip between his giant hands. "Stop squirming! I promised I wouldn't beat you up anymore. Remember?"

Kevin finally stopped fighting him and just stared into his eyes. "Aren't you going to flush my head in the toilet?"

"No." said Cheetah and shrugged. "I always keep my promises; that's something you should learn about me."

"But your team mates… they're waiting by the lockers. Aren't they going to realize something's wrong when I leave this toilet with dry hair?"

"That's easy to fix." Cheetah chuckled, went over to the sinks and turned one of them on. "Heads up!" he suddenly shouted and threw a hand full of water at Kevin.

Kevin parried, and the water hit the stall door behind him.

"You're fast." Cheetah sounded impressed. "But I guess that's my fault actually; chasing you around these corridors." He filled his hands again and walked up to Kevin. "But if you want them to believe that I flushed your head in the toilet; your hair needs to be wet."

Kevin sighed. "Okay." He took his cap off and let Cheetah pour the water over Kevin's head; and as if he wanted to show him that he wasn't going to hurt him anymore; he gently patted the top of Kevin's head to spread the water around.

"Oh, sorry…" he whispered when a stream of water ran down his forehead. He gently wiped Kevin's eyebrow with his thumb before the water got in his eye.

"No, it's fine…" Kevin mumbled while watching his shoes. This was really awkward and he didn't know what to do. He looked up, just to see what the bully did, and when their eyes met they both stopped breathing for a moment.

What was happening?

Cheetah cleared his throat and took his hand down from Kevin's head. "Now… I'm going to leave this room, and when the door closes; take a few seconds and then stumble out, look at me, and then run the other way. Can you do that, Kevin?"

Kevin nodded, and Cheetah left. He kicked the door open again and started bragging to his friends about how he had made Kevin cry in there. His team mates actually bought it and they all began laughing and calling Kevin names through the corridor.

This was actually not that bad, Kevin thought to himself, and Cheetah had actually kept his promise. Was he really a nice guy in disguise? Why did he bully people when he could be something much, much more than that?

Oh, a few seconds have passed! Kevin quickly went for the door, opened it and entered the corridor where the football team stood and patted each other's backs and playfully punched one another on their arms. They all stopped laughing as they noticed Kevin, and Cheetah broke out of his group of 'friends' and just stood and watched Kevin from afar. From this short distance he could easily take a few long leaps before reaching Kevin who wasn't that fast, but he just stood there.

Cheetah took a step towards Kevin. His heart started racing. Then Cheetah just made a half leap towards Kevin, shouting "boo!" and Kevin started sprinting the other way.

But he wasn't being followed.

Cheetah had kept his promise; and this was only the beginning of their twisted, sick relationship.

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"What's wrong?" Nazz asked.

Kevin held her shoulders, arms reach from him, and he looked at her with regret in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Nazz, but I can't do this."

"Oh… okay…" she got off of him and sat next to him on the floor.

"It's not… it's not you, you know…"

"Yeah, you can keep telling me that." Nazz sighed. "Why can't you spare yourself the embarrassment of lying, and just tell me the truth?"

"But it is not you, Nathalie. Believe me; if this was four years ago I would be doing handsprings."

"So what's wrong with you, then, if there's nothing wrong with me?" she demanded to know.

Kevin calmed himself down before getting frustrated. Why couldn't she just accept the fact that he didn't want to share anything with her at the moment? "You know, the world doesn't revolve around you."

"Fine!" Nazz stood up, stormed towards her door and opened it. "I'd like you to leave, please."

Kevin was gladly leaving, but before he reached the door he stopped, sighed and looked at her pissed off face. He knew that he had to do something that he really didn't feel like doing right now; understand another person's feelings. "Please… just please don't overthink this. You know my past; at least parts of it; I'm not doing this because I don't find you attractive or anything. Deep down you know that. I don't want you to hate me…"

Nazz sighed, and all the muscles in her face relaxed. "I don't hate you…" she whispered, and angry tears started falling down her cheeks. "I guess I'm just embarrassed… I made an ass out of myself over there." She pointed towards the messy blanket on the mattress. "I'm sorry..."

"Just… don't think like that." Kevin mumbled. He'd hoped that he could skip all this drama; but he really wanted to keep Nazz as his friend; and he was too smart to leave her like this when he knew what the problem was. "You didn't make an ass out of yourself. Honestly, that was the hottest ambush in the name of history. Dude; you're good."

He actually succeeded to bring a smile on her face. "I am?" she chuckled while wiping her tears.

"Oh, don't even get me started." He said, bit his lip and looked aroused with heavy eyelids, a crooked smile and raised eyebrows. "Babe, you got it."

"It?" Nazz blushed.

"It. As in; no guy can stand a chance against your libido. Whenever Nathalie Fitzgerald is in the house; hide yo man; cuz she gonna steal him from ya!"

"Oh, my god, stop it!" she laughed and punched Kevin's arm. "Okay, okay, I get it." She sighed. "Thank you."

"No problem, Nazz." He playfully punched her back. "You wanna watch that bloody movie? Or should I still… go home?"

"Nah, you can stay." She shrugged. "But you're wrong."

"About what?"

"I feel more like the cheerleader than the nerd."

"You can be whoever you wish to be, miss Steal-yo-man."

"Ha-ha."