Edd slipped into class quickly, he didn't know what to say or do and everything was just a bit too much honestly. The teacher he was running errands for gave him quite the curious look as he entered. asking him if he was alright to which he gave a short and quick "certainly". Edd wanted to melt into the floor at all this. He was so confused. Why would Kevin of all people act like that towards him? What was the reason? Was that really flirting?
Regardless Edd had to get to the bottom of this. He felt as though if he didn't it wouldn't go away. It would drive him up the wall trying to analyze the happenings of the afternoon. So as meek and absolutely terrified as the Edd was he decided to confront the fiery red head with those piercing green eyes. Just thinking about them sent a shiver running cold down his spine. This was not fair! None of this was really.
Those piercing green eyes starting down at him, contrasting that pale face painted ever so delicately with freckles dusting over his cheeks. How he scowled but his eyes seemed to hide alternative intent. Then that smirk, that god awful smirk. Why was Edd thinking all these things about Kevin?! This was quite the predicament and he was still unsure if this was a bad dream or a complete nightmare.
By the time he was dismissed from his extra curricular activities of helping the ap science teacher grade and rearrange his lab for the next session. He wondered himself out past the field. Edd's eyes lingered on the field for a good few moments. just staring out into the distance. He knew he needed to confront this but what would the other's do if he wondered into their territory? It was akin to a rabbit walking into a lion's den and he knew that. He knew that all too well. Yet on the other hand he had to see what was going on. His eyes searched more for the red head, yet with all the similar uniforms he was much harder to pick out of the crowd.
What the brunette had fail to notice was his own legs betraying him. He found himself inched close enough to peak out from behind the bleachers. Of course he was trying his hardest not to get spotted. He felt like some creep honestly, slinking about behind and away from the team. Though they ran the field with their coach blowing the whistle and calling for some sort of dismissal.
This caused the group if largely built men to huddle one last time. More to talk to their captain about their progress and play skills. While Edd notes it is a game of strategy he has never been one for ogling burly men on the field slamming into one another. He was much more at home at any sort of museum or even the occasional chess tournament.
Regardless here he was, watching as that familiar deep orange hue was reviled as the helmets came off. He could feel his heart quicken just the slightest watching the group. The coach already meandering off to do whatever he was preparing for the next practice round. Honestly Edd didn't have a clue when the next game was. Though he was sure Eddy would probably remind him since he was quite bent on getting into the popular scene.
However it would not be long before Edd's cover was blown. It seems one of the more observant players had watched the hatted figure wonder up close to the grassy patch. It seemed to also be the same jock he had the unfortunate run in through the halls. Edd tried his best to take cover behind the bleachers. he needed to get out of there FAST. Too bad the small teen turned a bit too slow to run before the jocks hands were grasping roughly at his shoulders.
"Gotcha dweeb" He practically sneered and Edd more than flinched away. He could feel the large brute's arm pulled him tight against his side as he started to walk towards the group. This guy had to be the bane of Edd's existence at the moment. Why was he so hell bent on bothering him? Some of the other jocks were at least decent, but not this guy. It was possibly some vendetta for getting him in trouble earlier that evening.
Despite the reasoning he was still here. None of that really mattered at the present. Edd tried his best to squirm out of the grasp. But the hand on his shoulder only replied with a firmer and almost painful grip. Geeze he really was in for it wasn't he. The blond jock, know as 'Jim' apparently, gave a hardy and mocking laugh. It was as if he was being presented like fresh meat to these lettermen. This time however he knew Kevin was probably not going to help. He got caught out twice, the red head already said he wouldn't be rescuing him. Curse his curiosity. He should of just called Eddy to pick him up quicker. Where was he?
The group of jocks watched the lineman stroll up with the smaller in his arm, holding him much too tight to be pleasant. Though Jim's eyes looked right at Kevin with this smug look that could only be described as 'look what I have'. This was even more unnerving than Edd would like to admit. Especially since Kevin was giving them a look that could quite possibly kill if it could. The poor brunette did shift his weight between his feet as he was caught in the stare down. What has he gotten himself into?