A/N: Thank you for the reviews, favorites, and follows. First thing is that this will probably turn into an Edd/Marie fanfic and I'm planning on it, but it may take a while to get there, so don't worry! Also, all of this is in Edds perspective, but if that ever changes, I'll say whose p.o.v. it is. Also, I don't own the rights to Ed, Edd, and Eddy, just thought I should add this in here. Alright, that's it, enjoy the next chapter!
We had moved all of our possessions into our house, scattered about inside our house in boxes, on Tuesday, in the evening. We all slept on the ground for the first night, but I didn't have any complaints. As I helped Mother and Father with the boxes that hold all of our possessions, I couldn't help but think about how much I was going to dread going to Peach Creek High School. It was Wednesday, the first week of break for the school here, which meant I had a week and a half to be alone, and do what I wanted. Maybe I could ride my bike around and see what Peach Creek looks like now. Huh, I wonder if it's changed from when I left it. Why do I care?
"Eddward, can you help your father unpack some of those boxes in the living room, please?" My mother said to me, catching me while I was deep in thought. I guess I should add in here that my parents don't call me Daniel, but I'm fine with it. They can call me whatever they please, as long as it doesn't damage my reputation.
"Yes, Mother." I said, happy to help my dad set up the things in the living room, which included the TV we have, along with other pictures and miscellaneous items.
It took some time to get everything set up, and next was the beds for our rooms. I set up my own bedframe, while my mom and dad set theirs up in the master bedroom. Our house was slightly smaller, one floor, three bedrooms and two bathrooms. Well, at least I got a bedroom and bathroom to myself. This was one of a few advantages of being an only child. Another was that I was never bothered when I was doing work, or some other activity.
After about five minutes, I got the bed-frame set up. After many years of building numerous items or inventions, I had become really handy. I actually wanted to work with cars, but I couldn't get a job anywhere because I was too young, so I just had to stay content with what I was doing. Either way, I was really good at putting things together, and I enjoyed doing it. After I got my bed-frame put together, I went to get my mattress from the entryway. Boy, we have a lot of crap stuffed in here I thought to myself, as I picked my way through the junk we had piled up there. Eventually, I got my mattress, and got it to my room. After I had made my bed, I started to get to work on my desk.
The entire day was filled with setting everything up in our house, from bedrooms to washrooms, from living rooms to offices (which the third bedroom was being converted into). Eventually, after a long day of hard work, we were able to have dinner as a family. This happened to be the best part of the day, and probably of the week. As my parents were almost always away at work, and probably would be for the next upcoming years, I wouldn't be able to have too many opportunities to have a family meal, or talk with them for a long time in general. They would have to go travel and go work on Friday, so I wanted to savor this time with them.
Dinner passed way too fast, and even though I got to talk to my parents, I hadn't told them why I didn't want to be back. I didn't really want to tell them anyways, although they would probably give some sound advice. After everything that has happened with me here before, I didn't want it to come back up. I know that this was a silly notion that it would never come back up, because it would, no matter what I did to try to stop it. But what I could do is to delay it, and try to live in a life without drama, and that's exactly what I was planning to do.
After dinner, my family and I set everything else up, or, everything that we could set up. After everything was said and done, it was around eight at night. I was beat from the past several days, traveling here, unpacking, moving everything into the new house, getting everything into the right spots, and then setting it up. I was tired, and figured I could explore tomorrow or Friday. I wasn't going to think about it now, I was tired. I went to bed, and fell straight into a deep slumber.
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I awoke to find my room lit up from the sun outside. I checked my phone and saw that it was 10:30 in the morning. Damn, I slept in. Why didn't my parents wake me up? My thoughts were halted when I smelled the wonderful smell of bacon. My mom must have been making breakfast. Hoping it was her pancakes (which was by far the best thing she made) I leapt out of bed. I made my bed, dressed in a navy blue shirt, with black pants, and a grey beanie.
I made my way to the kitchen, and found my mom, making bacon, and when she saw me, she said, "I had hoped this would have gotten you up. I was beginning to worry."
"Oh, no Mother. You have no reason to fear for me. I was simply tired from the past few days. This smells wondrous, by the way."
"Why thank you, Eddward. You should take a seat, breakfast is almost ready. Or should I say, lunch?" I chuckled at her comment about me sleeping in late, but I took my seat, and gladly waited for my mom to bring over breakfast. In a few moments, she placed it down before me, and I ate it, completely happy that I was able to have some of her pancakes. Even if I had become a good cook from cooking for myself over the past few years, nothing I tried to make would match Mother's pancakes.
"So Eddward, why don't you go out and try to find your old friends, huh? I would think they would still be around." As my mother said these words, I had a feeling of worry and slight panic fall over me. I wasn't going to lie to her, even if I could do it easily, and I didn't want to tell her the truth of what happened. So, instead, I dodged the truth.
"Well, to be completely honest, Mother, I would rather spend today with you. After all, you will be leaving again tomorrow. I can find them tomorrow, don't worry."
"Aw, how sweet of you. Alright, we can spend today together. Your father is in our bedroom, getting his clothes in order in the closet. You know how orderly he can be."
"Oh, all too well." I replied, remembering how orderly I was in the past. I had toned it down a little now, but I still like to have everything in order. I'm glad I'm not as insane as I was before, but I still am a little on the compulsive side.
"So, do you have any plans for today? Or do you just want to sit around?"
"I think we should just stay home. After all, you guys do travel a lot anyways." I really did just want to stay home and be like a normal family for once. We never really got a chance to do that, considering my parents jobs took them away from me, constantly. I guess that's why I had been able to do almost everything a normal adult can do. Oh, hell, any time spent with my parents was great.
"Alright, well, I'm fine with that. Staying home sounds like a great idea. Now what should we do here?" My mother asked.
"Umm, what about watching a movie? We haven't done that in a while."
"I think that sounds like an excellent plan. I'll go get your father, and we can watch whatever movie you want."
"Thank you, Mother. I can get the movie out when I'm done with breakfast. Or, lunch, I guess."
My mom chuckled and left the room. I didn't know what we could watch, but I didn't care that much. I was spending time with my family, something that had become a rarity in my life. After getting done with breakfast, I looked around for movies. I had forgotten that they were still in their box in the entryway, so I looked through them, and eventually settled on "The Bourne Identity." Not exactly the movie I would have expected to pick out to watch as a family, but hey, it worked.
We watched the movie, and talked while we watched it, having fun. I was going to savor every moment of my time with my family, no matter what. After a few hours, the movie had ended, and my parents decided that it would be best to prepare a little for their upcoming trips. It was about one now, and I decided to make myself some lunch while my parents got some stuff ready. I decided on reheating some of yesterday's dinner of pizza, and enjoyed that while watching some more TV. Eventually, I was finished with my lunch, and put my plate into the dishwasher. I didn't have anything better to do, so I went and sat with my parents as they packed for their trips. I sat around, talking small talk with them.
"Do you not have anything better to do with your time? Or are you just talking to us for the sake of talking with us?" My dad's question caught me off guard, but I responded, keeping the conversation on a steady beat.
"Both. I really do enjoy spending time with you both, I hope you know that."
"Thank you, and yes, I love spending time with you too, Eddward. But are you sure you wouldn't rather try and look for your friends?"
"I have plenty of time to do that in the next week or so, dad. I don't have that much time with you guys, though."
"Well, I appreciate that you keep us in your thoughts. I just thought you would have been interested in what has happened since you left here." My dad said.
"Oh, I am, I just have plenty of time for that. Anyways, where are you going, tomorrow?" I ask, mostly to both of them.
"I'm going to London, I'm handling some business over there, as you already know." My father replied.
"I'm going to Silicon Valley in California, working with some of the technology workers over there." My mother spoke from the other room.
"Hmm, nice," was all I said. I wanted to go to some of these places, and I had been traveling before, but I wanted to explore the world. Even if it was a hassle, I still thoroughly enjoyed it. Seeing new places, new wonders of the world, new environments, always sounded alluring. As I sat there, thinking about how lucky my parents were, a knock on our front door got my attention.
"I got it!" I said, as I jumped off the bed. I went to the door, and stepped over some boxes we had still lying about in the entry way. I look through the peephole, and see someone I did not know. No surprise there, I thought, thinking that we had just moved onto the street.
"Hello?" I said, as I opened the door to find a middle-aged woman, holding a plate with something I couldn't identify on it.
"Hello, I'm your next door neighbor, over there," she said as she pointed to my right. "I'm just here to invite you to the neighborhood. I baked cookies yesterday, so I wanted you to have these. Is there anyone else with you?" She asked, after handing me the plate. Weird way to ask that question, I thought.
"Yes, my mother and father are here, I can go get them." I closed the door partway as I went into my parent's bedroom to tell them of the arrival of our neighbor.
My parents both went to talk to the woman, and I went to put the plate of cookies in the kitchen. When I put them down, I decided to try one. Wow, that's really good! I'll definitely be eating some of those later I thought. She was a good cook, if this was anything to base it off of. I went back up to the door, and talked with our neighbor. Her name turned out to be Mrs. Franklin, and her husband was out at work. We talked with her for a short while, thanked her for the cookies, and then my parents went back to packing.
As they did that, I went to put the movies back into their right spots. I did that, and passed my time doing other activities, and of course, talk to my parents as much as possible. At around 4:30, I got a text from my friend back in New York, Nicholas. He was one of the first friends I had made over there, and the friendship lasted even to now. He asked if I had gotten there fine, and I told him I did. We texted a while longer, and eventually he asked me if I was still worried about meeting up with my past friends. I told him yeah, but that I thought I could get past for maybe a couple months if I tried hard enough. As we texted more about that, and how I would expect everyone to act as soon as the word got out, he gave me a little hope. He said that I should try to keep up the act as long as I can, and that he could vouch for me to say that I've lived in New York all my life up until then. I laughed, and said that it was bound to come out eventually, but that I would delay it as long as possible.
Our conversation eventually ended and I went back to getting all the other boxes out of the entry way. I unpacked everything, and put everything into its proper position and eventually got almost everything unpacked. It was around 7:30 now, and my dad was asleep, but my mom was still up for now, watching a program on the television. I decided that I would go and watch it with her, spending the last few hours of her day with my mom. We talked for a while longer before she went to bed at 9:00. I sat and watched TV for another hour or so, and I retired to bed, where I messed around on my phone, and eventually, rested. Tomorrow will be an interesting day. Hopefully I don't run into anyone I knew.
Over the past four years, I hadn't given this place much thought. I wanted to keep it back in the past, and didn't wonder what had changed or who had changed how. I never gave it much thought, until now. I sat awake, thinking about what I should expect. I knew that Ed was a year older than me and Eddy, but had been held back in third grade. I expected him to have grown up even more, maybe taller than me by a foot. Afterwards, I thought about Eddy, and thought that he would still be short, as he was before. I didn't give him much thought, though.
I wondered if Kevin and Nazz were officially together, after forever. They still weren't boyfriend/girlfriend when I left, and I hoped that changed. It may sound weird, but it was horrible knowing that they were together, but not. I didn't know what to expect from Rolf, Johnny, Sarah, and Jimmy, as they could have changed drastically. My last thought was the Kankers. I sighed inwardly, and thought about the torment they had put us Ed's through. While they tormented us, I did have to admit, Marie was slightly cute, but her attitude, and pretty much everything else about her, wasn't cute. Even if they tormented us, I had to say, they chose us well. May and Ed were practically made for each other, and I wondered if May had turned down her intensity of trying to get Ed. Either way, though, I wasn't sure it would work. Ed was afraid of girls, so I don't know how well that would have worked for May.
Lee was perfect for Eddy, in a strange way. They were both bold, annoying, and tended to be the leader of the group. Even if they were a good match, I don't think either of them want to have an actual relationship with each other.
And then there was Marie. I never really knew what she saw in me, if anything. Most of the time, I thought she just enjoyed messing with me, and bullying me. I never really understood why she ever chose me. Maybe it was because her sisters chased Ed and Eddy, and that I was the only Ed left. Whatever the reason, I don't care all too much, and I hope I don't find out soon. Was the last thought I thought before slipping into dreamland.
A.N.: As another chapter passes, this one doesn't seem to cover huge topics, or has a huge amount of drama, but things will build up as the story goes on, trust me on this. Anyways, reviews are always appreciated, and this story will pick up eventually! Thank You!