"You ready to try?"
Double D nodded determindly, "Yes I believe I understand how to do it. I have swam before after all."
"Well...yeah I guess that's true but there are a lot of very specific things you can get points off of in a meet. You could even get disqualified from a race, so dont get too full of yourself, dweeb."
"Oh my...disqualified..."
Kevin sighed, deciding to go easy on the weirdo, after all he didn't really do sports and he was at least trying, "Don't worry about meets. They aren't as scary as they seem."
Edd looked up at Kevin, "Why are you being so nice to me?"
Kevin shrugged, "That doesn't matter right now. Let's get going with this practicing, I don't want to be here all night."
Double D looked frustrated by not getting an actual answer however he nodded his head for Kevin to continue explaining.
"Okay, you probably know how to do this stroke already so I'll just go down to the end of the lane and watch you swim to me. When I get down there just start swimming, don't pussy out on me now."
Edd wanted to chastise Kevin for his vulgar language however he didn't feel like getting beat up today. 'But would he really beat me up?' Double D thought to himself, 'He's been acting much nicer it's very strange.'
"Come on! Start already!" Kevin yelled at Eddward from the other end of the pool, jolting him from his thoughts.
After moving the goggles on his head down to his face, he not so gracefully started swimming. Although he did not consider himself a swimmer, he knew how to swim, various lessons and such his mother had forced upon him as a child, maybe to make up for her hardly ever being home. He mentally shook the thought from his head and tried to focus on the swimming, it proved to be pointless seeing as he didn't even know what to focus on.
When he got to the end of the pool, Kevin looked like he was holding in a laugh.
"What's so funny?" Edd asked with a pout.
'Wow he looks really cute when he pouts' Kevin cleared his head of that strange thought and focused on what he was about to say, "Well you've got that idea down but you need to change a lot of things. First let me get it straight that you don't need to breathe every stroke, you look like you're drowning and you go a lot slower when you breath that much. Try to do it more like every two strokes for now. You're breathing isn't that good yet but hopefully we can get you to every four strokes by the time you start competing. I think alternating like that should work for now though."
"Okay." Edd nodded understandingly
"Also try to kick a little more straight, you were all over the place. Same for your arms. Think of them leading you, if they go sideways, you will go sideways. Now think about the things I said and do it again."
They repeated the same thing they did last time. Except this time Kevin got out of the pool to watch him.
Once Edd was done with that lap he took of his goggles and looked up at Kevin, who nodded and said, "Much better. Now do it again."
They continued this for a few hours, by the time they got out of the pool Edd had done probably 20 laps and was completely worn out.
After quickly changing into their clothes they began walking to the front of the school, Kevin swinging Coach's keys around as they did so.
Edd looked at Kevin worriedly, "Could you please stop swinging those? You could hurt someone."
Without looking at the boy Kevin said, "What? You scared?"
"N-no!" the nerd said flustered, blushing, "I was just suggesting it."
"Shesh I'll stop, happy?"
"As a matter of fact I am."
"Whatever." Kevin smiled to himself, it was nice to talk with Edd although he would never admit that to anyone. Him and the Eds had always been against each other, he couldn't just go an admit that he liked being around Double D. As much as he did he just didn't want to cause any trouble at school with either of their friends even if he knew that his friend Nathan wouldn't mind a bit. He always liked getting new people into the friend group even if that person was one of the nerdiest kids in the school.
Kevin pushed the front door of the school open locking it once him and Edd were on the other side, "That should do it," Then turned to Edd, "You got a ride home?"
"No. I'm walking."
"Dude, it's 8 o'clock and we live right next to each other, you're not walking."
"Well if you insist." Double D scowled at Kevin as they walked over to a very nicely painted red motorcycle, " Wait is this yours?"
"Yep." Kevin handed him a helmet.
"Oh I am not riding this."
Kevin straddled the seat, and said to Double D as he buckled his helmet onto his head securely, "Yes you are. Get on."
Eddward put his hands on his hips and said, "Statistics show that motorcycles are more accident prone than cars."
"What you don't trust me?" Kevin smirked.
"Well I didn't say that."
"Get on the bike, Double D."
Slowly Edd placed the helmet on his head and got on the bike behind Kevin, swallowing the lump in his throat.
"If you don't want to get thrown of the bike I would suggest you hold on to me."
Edd sighed and gently wrapped his arms around Kevin's waist.
Kevin revved the bike to life and began to pull out of the parking space, Edd clutched Kevin's abdomen harder after feeling the vibrations of the bike beneath him. Blushing once again at how intimate it felt to be holding onto Kevin like this. 'Isn't this what it's like when couples ride motorcycles in romantic comedies and such?' So what does that make Kevin and I? Mortal enemies who blush at holding onto one another? Oh gosh why am I blushing.' A bump in the road made Eddward hold onto Kevin even tighter, placing his head on the jock's shoulder to hide the surrounding cars from his face, and he silently wished that the butterflies in his stomach would go away.
Kevin smiled at how hard Edd was holding onto him. For some reason he found it cute. 'But I totally like girls. Yeah Nazz is totally hot... but Double D is really cute. Stop man, that's gay, you're not gay. Right?" Kevin pushed away the disturbing thought as he pulled up in front Edd's house.
Once Double D noticed that the bike had stopped moving and was in fact turned off, he retracted his arms from Kevin's waist and slowly removed his head from where is was resting on his back. He stepped onto the ground and took the helmet off, giving it back to Kevin, after straightening the hat on his head.
"Thank you very much for the ride home." Edd said shyly, a blush still present on his face.
"Wasn't as bad as you thought it would be was it?"
Edd blushed even harder at the thought that he had just held onto Kevin for the entire ride home, "No I guess not."
'God, stop being cute, loser.'
As Kevin stood in his shower that night he began to think, 'Why did I keep thinking Double D was cute tonight? Am I gay?' as he began to think of things such as how Edd's lips would feel against his own, 'No! Stop thinking about stuff like that!'
