Special Author's Note: Lemme do a quick explanation of the timeline so far
(mostly because I'm out of it and was starting to confuse myself). The
first chapter took place on their first day of school. The second through
to the first half of chapter four takes place during the Monday of the
third week. Finally, the last half of four through to chapter six takes
place during the next day (Tuesday, for the idiots among us). Okay, now
that that's outta the way, I want to thank everyone who reviewed this
story, helped me, and gave me good advice. Thanks a lot to microfiber
shoelaces especially, as well as Fade into Darkness, maddiemaia, and
Hinoki! THANKS-CHA! ~ shadow
Disclaimer – I neither own, have owned, nor will own any of these shows.
"Edward, how long are you gonna be like that?" Spike asked. Ed was doing a handstand on one hand. "Forever and ever and ever and ever and........" "Uh," Spike groaned. "Never mind." About 10 minutes later Ed collapsed under her own weight. "Owwwwwieeee!" she whimpered.
Chapter 7 – Happy Saturday! Ed's Exciting Adventure
^_^
"Ed, where are you going?" her mother asked. Ed was flopped upside down on her bed, throwing different stuff into her backpack. After she thought it was full enough she flung it over her back and grabbed a pair of rollerblades. "Edward is going to have an adventure!" she laughed, running out the door. Her dog, Ein, followed her out. "Ein can't go with Ed, okay. Ed will be back in a few hours, okay?" Ein whimpered and walked back inside the house meanwhile, Ed was strapping on her rollerblades. "Time to go!" she yelled to the sky and took off zooming down the street.
"Now where does Edward want to go?" she asked herself. "Ed will go to the park first." She glided down the sidewalk for a while, and then veered left towards the park. "Hey kid! Watch where you're going!" some old guy screamed at the speeding Ed. "SORRY!" she giggled. The guy turned around and looked at her. "Hey! HEY KID! Watch out!" "Huh?" Ed turned to the direction she was skating. She was headed straight towards a tree. "Aaaieeeeeee!" she screamed and did a sharp right turn. Ed sighed in relief. Her gaze then turned to the swings. "YES!" she cheered. "One is FREE!" Ed charged full speed towards them, but as soon as she was a couple of feet away, a kid about a year younger than her dove on the last remaining swing. Ed looked astonished and kind of angry. The boy just laughed and stuck out his tongue. "Heh, heh, heh! Sucks for you!" he laughed. Ed sulked. "You're a meanie! Why did you do that! You saw Edward headed towards it!" The boy looked at her confused. "Who's Edward?" he asked. Ed scowled. "Ed is." she said simply. "Who are you, you mean swing stealer?" "You're Ed?" he said, surprised. "Yes, Ed is Ed!" she snapped back. The boy looked surprised. ".......Eep! Sorry! You shoulda just said so!" "Ed did, but meanie didn't answer Ed!" The boy sighed. "People call me Angelo, okay!" he said. "Jeez you're annoying! Now would you get lost and leave me alone!" Ed stuck out her tongue and sped off to continue her 'adventure'.
About a half hour later Ed was worn out. She sighed loudly and took off her backpack. She unzipped the bag, looking for her lunch, and out jumped Ein. "EIN!" she yelled, half surprised, half angry. "How'd you get in here? Ed told Ein not to come!" Ein whimpered. "It's too far from home to send Ein back, so........Ed says Ein can come now." Ein barked happily and licked Ed's face. Ed started to scrounge through her backpack. She groaned in anguish. "Ed forgot to bring FOOD!"
Naota was sitting at the baseball field trying to write his Literature essay:
'The meaning of A Poetics for Bullies in my opinion is to not always trust what you see or hear on the outside, because on the inside there could be a totally different person. For example, Push says on the first page of the story how he wishes that he were different, that he was loved. He was hurting, aching with jealousy on the inside, and he vented all of that in a relatively negative way, by bullying other kids. He wasn't the traditional, big stupid bully either. Push followed his morals, unusual for a bully, seeing that most don't have great morals to begin with...........'
"Dammit! This thing sucks!" he yelled to the sky, crumpling up the scribbled on piece of paper and through it in the increasing pile. "I'll never finish!" "Hi, hi, hi Naota-kun!" said a very familiar, energetic voice. "Edward." he grunted as a response. "How'd Naota-kun know it was Ed?" she asked. Naota never took his eyes from his essay. "Because," he began, "because, I know you're voice." Ed smiled and sat next to him. "What is Naota-kun doing? Homework?" Ein plopped down between the two, stretched and yawned, and curled up in the grass. Naota nodded. "Yeah. Its my Lit work." Ed scooted closer. "Ed's good at Lit! Does Naota-kun need help?"
LATER THAT DAY:
Spike sneered as he saw the grimy Ed trudge inside the house. "So, how was your 'adventure'?" Ed just grinned like a madman. "Spike-person has to come with Edward next time, okay?"
Disclaimer – I neither own, have owned, nor will own any of these shows.
"Edward, how long are you gonna be like that?" Spike asked. Ed was doing a handstand on one hand. "Forever and ever and ever and ever and........" "Uh," Spike groaned. "Never mind." About 10 minutes later Ed collapsed under her own weight. "Owwwwwieeee!" she whimpered.
Chapter 7 – Happy Saturday! Ed's Exciting Adventure
^_^
"Ed, where are you going?" her mother asked. Ed was flopped upside down on her bed, throwing different stuff into her backpack. After she thought it was full enough she flung it over her back and grabbed a pair of rollerblades. "Edward is going to have an adventure!" she laughed, running out the door. Her dog, Ein, followed her out. "Ein can't go with Ed, okay. Ed will be back in a few hours, okay?" Ein whimpered and walked back inside the house meanwhile, Ed was strapping on her rollerblades. "Time to go!" she yelled to the sky and took off zooming down the street.
"Now where does Edward want to go?" she asked herself. "Ed will go to the park first." She glided down the sidewalk for a while, and then veered left towards the park. "Hey kid! Watch where you're going!" some old guy screamed at the speeding Ed. "SORRY!" she giggled. The guy turned around and looked at her. "Hey! HEY KID! Watch out!" "Huh?" Ed turned to the direction she was skating. She was headed straight towards a tree. "Aaaieeeeeee!" she screamed and did a sharp right turn. Ed sighed in relief. Her gaze then turned to the swings. "YES!" she cheered. "One is FREE!" Ed charged full speed towards them, but as soon as she was a couple of feet away, a kid about a year younger than her dove on the last remaining swing. Ed looked astonished and kind of angry. The boy just laughed and stuck out his tongue. "Heh, heh, heh! Sucks for you!" he laughed. Ed sulked. "You're a meanie! Why did you do that! You saw Edward headed towards it!" The boy looked at her confused. "Who's Edward?" he asked. Ed scowled. "Ed is." she said simply. "Who are you, you mean swing stealer?" "You're Ed?" he said, surprised. "Yes, Ed is Ed!" she snapped back. The boy looked surprised. ".......Eep! Sorry! You shoulda just said so!" "Ed did, but meanie didn't answer Ed!" The boy sighed. "People call me Angelo, okay!" he said. "Jeez you're annoying! Now would you get lost and leave me alone!" Ed stuck out her tongue and sped off to continue her 'adventure'.
About a half hour later Ed was worn out. She sighed loudly and took off her backpack. She unzipped the bag, looking for her lunch, and out jumped Ein. "EIN!" she yelled, half surprised, half angry. "How'd you get in here? Ed told Ein not to come!" Ein whimpered. "It's too far from home to send Ein back, so........Ed says Ein can come now." Ein barked happily and licked Ed's face. Ed started to scrounge through her backpack. She groaned in anguish. "Ed forgot to bring FOOD!"
Naota was sitting at the baseball field trying to write his Literature essay:
'The meaning of A Poetics for Bullies in my opinion is to not always trust what you see or hear on the outside, because on the inside there could be a totally different person. For example, Push says on the first page of the story how he wishes that he were different, that he was loved. He was hurting, aching with jealousy on the inside, and he vented all of that in a relatively negative way, by bullying other kids. He wasn't the traditional, big stupid bully either. Push followed his morals, unusual for a bully, seeing that most don't have great morals to begin with...........'
"Dammit! This thing sucks!" he yelled to the sky, crumpling up the scribbled on piece of paper and through it in the increasing pile. "I'll never finish!" "Hi, hi, hi Naota-kun!" said a very familiar, energetic voice. "Edward." he grunted as a response. "How'd Naota-kun know it was Ed?" she asked. Naota never took his eyes from his essay. "Because," he began, "because, I know you're voice." Ed smiled and sat next to him. "What is Naota-kun doing? Homework?" Ein plopped down between the two, stretched and yawned, and curled up in the grass. Naota nodded. "Yeah. Its my Lit work." Ed scooted closer. "Ed's good at Lit! Does Naota-kun need help?"
LATER THAT DAY:
Spike sneered as he saw the grimy Ed trudge inside the house. "So, how was your 'adventure'?" Ed just grinned like a madman. "Spike-person has to come with Edward next time, okay?"