Disclaimer: I own none of the cartoons used within.

I kind of like this chapter. You get to meet some characters that I know I've used too many times before, but as usual, couldn't resist writing those wee pals from Tony Hawk's Boom Boom Sabotage again. Don't worry, they won't be main characters. They'll just pop up when needed.

I can relate to the feeling of passing notes and suddenly realizing, Crap, were we supposed to be DOING something? I also relate to Eddy's way of judgment, by that I mean when I meet a guy the first thing I will do is check. Him. Out. Ah ha ha ha! I'm so shallow! If you're new to me, you'll quickly find out that I'm very bitchy and black-souled BUT YOU KNOW YOU LOVE MEEEEE

Ch.3

MIYAZAKI HIGH SCHOOL

Room 2-107

Thursday, October 3rd

8:29 A.M.

Seconds before the bell, Eddy walked into his World History class. About a quarter of the class hadn't even arrived yet, and the other kids were either up and about talking to friends or sitting doing unfinished homework. Their teacher, young and pretty Ms. Foster (who some kids had already gotten used to calling Frankie), was always a few minutes late. Being a general favorite among students for actually treating them like people didn't prevent her from falling prey to the students making their theories public – "She has to change her sheets again. This time Mr. Garrison caused the mess!" Frankie should be happy; they were treating her the way they all treated each other. Ultimate sign of acceptance!

Eddy threw his backpack and blazer (neither of which were usually on his body like they should be) on his desk. He jumped into his seat and whipped out his homework, which was only half-finished. Damn those Comedy Central specials.

But he was slightly distracted when Tomo Takino came and stood in front of his desk, crossing her arms. He elected to ignore her until she went away, but she would not be ignored.

"Stop doing homework! I'm trying to get your attention!" She whipped his homework into the air by sweeping her arm across his desk.

"HEY!" Eddy shot out and grabbed it. He almost fell doing so, cursing his height (or lack thereof). "What the hell!"

"I have something to talk to you about it!"

Eddy blinked. "… WOW, REALLY? I WOULDN'T HAVE THOUGHT."

She stared at him with a determined glare.

He looked around and then waved his arms in a way to say 'keep going'. "…And? You want to talk to me about…?"

"It's a secret."

Eddy paused and blinked some more, wondering who had the nerve to play such a weird trick on him, and what the hell kind of trick was this anyway? "Okay then."

"Don't you know what I'm talking about?"

"… Do I LOOK like I know what you're talking about?"

Tomo's glare was still present.

"Oh, wow! Late again! I'm sorry, guys!" Frankie came in with her arms full of a laptop messenger bag, plastic bag for lunch, attendance folder, stack of papers, and Buzz Fill coffee cup.

Kids scurried about to get to their seat. The dull roar that was their talking was silenced. Tomo thrust a note out towards Eddy and stomped down the row of desks, only to remember that her desk was right in front of Eddy's and come stomping back.

Frankie ordered them to pass their homework up, which Eddy obeyed despite it being half-finished. He had a 79 in the class, which he considered pretty damn impressive for a class which he didn't have with Double D. As Frankie took attendance and two girls near Eddy discussed boys (he wished his name would pop up every once in a while), Eddy opened the note.

I heard about your plan. Revenge on evildoers bla bla. Sounds good. Ill help.

Eddy's heartbeat quickened and his stomach lurched. He scribbled out an answer. I have no idea what the hell you're talking about

He tapped her shoulder with the note, she reached up and took it, read it, wrote out her own answer without so much as a second thought. You sure say hell a lot.

Frankie was telling them to get out their notes for an unfinished video. Eddy got out his unorganized folder for the class but did no more to get out the notes. Easy, I'm there

Don't be so overdramatic! You're not in hell! Cause Im here to help!

Help w/ wat?? I dont no wat youre talkin bout To keep things going at a good pace, he transitioned to chatspeak.

STOP

STOP WAT?!

PRETENDING YOU DON'T KNOW. :( I HEARD YOU IN THE BATHROOM YESTERDAY WITH YOUR FRIENDS. YOU WANT TO START A BUSINESS FOR GETTING REVENGE. SOUNDS LIKE A COMIC OR A FANFICTION. I WANT IN!!

Eddy's thoughts doubled in speed looking at her messy, angry handwriting. Thoughts of general panic of getting caught and having to give up such a brilliant plan mingled with him thinking that the little angry face doodle was a nice touch. Fine. Come at lunch. We'll give you details.

Where do you eat?

Mr. Kakashi's classroom

Why?

Because we like to. Where do you eat? By now ten minutes of the video had passed and most people had double the notes Tomo and Eddy did.

We eat outside

Nice details

With Kagura Yomi Osaka Chiyo-chan and Sakaki. Is there enough room in your classroom for all of us?

Eddy bit his lip. They don't need to come in

Yes they do

Why?!

Because they're part of it too

Eddy leaned forward now, applying pressure and writing hard and fast. His handwriting was bold and messy. NO THEY'RE NOT! You can be involved but don't let your friends know about this!

Too late. We'll see you at lunch.

Eddy just sat and stared at the note, pen on his desk, wondering how such a good idea fell apart so fast. Tomo turned her attention to the video for all of three minutes before realizing she had no writing utensil, and turned around and quickly grabbed Eddy's before he could notice.

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MIYAZAKI HIGH SCHOOL

Building 4, Room 3-210

Thursday, October 3rd

12:10 P.M.

"Oh, I can't believe she was just eavesdropping on us and we didn't detect it all!" Double D put his fingers to the spot between his eyebrows. "I had a nagging feeling that this wild scheme of yours was big enough that we would need more than the three of us, but I…"

"But you what?" Eddy's blazer was on a desk in the corner farthest away from them.

"But truthfully, I was just hoping you'd drop it when you realized that," Double D sighed and crossed his arms, settling into a plastic chair. "I didn't think you'd actually let other people join in on it."

"Look, this is a good idea, okay? I couldn't just let it go to waste just 'cause some crazy girl found out and told her BFFs. I'm serious about this thing. Why do you think I spent so much time convincing you to do it?"

"I had just assumed you wanted to win the discussion."

"… Well, yeah, but-"

"A remote!" Ed's blazer was hanging from a rusty shower off to one side of the classroom. "What does this button do?" He pressed a button. The TV came on. "Ooooh." He looked at the blue screen intently, waiting for it to do something. Something momentous.

The shower, as well as the large black desks with sinks made to accommodate four people were part of the general décor. Due to poor planning, this former science lab was given to the 10th grade Honors English teacher Mr. Kakashi. The teacher, about in his thirties, was a favorite, but not as widely liked as Frankie. He only liked his quieter, not as annoying kids. He wore some sort of weird face mask that covered everything but his one eye (naturally causing widespread and outrageous myths, all of which he claimed to be true) and had wilder gray hair than many kids in the school. He let Double D, one of his favorite students, bring his friends to eat in his classroom. He wasn't even there half the time, and when he was, he was able to read his book despite their chatter.

"Look, maybe this won't be that bad?" Eddy hated that it came out like a question. "It won't be that bad. Maybe they'll be able to help."

Double D sighed and nodded slowly. "Maybe, no, they probably have skills we're lacking. Besides, who knows when a little of the so-called feminine wiles will come in handy."

"Wiles!" Ed snickered at the word, but kept his eyes on the TV.

"I'm still unsure," Looking tired, Double D crossed his arms and put them on the desk, resting his head on them. His hat flopped over his skinny, pale arms.

"Well, get over it. You already agreed to it."

"There are flaws, Eddy. Very obvious, serious flaws."

"Flaws my ass."

"Flaws can be decisive."

"Flaws will be flaws. Everything has flaws. You have flaws. I have flaws – only a couple. Ed has flaws. Mr. Kakashi presumably has flaws. This room has flaws. Flaws have flaws. And those flaws have flaws."

"What flaws have what flaws?" A female voice asked them.

Eddy looked up. "Uhm."

"I sure did hear that word a lot," It wasn't Tomo.

"HI!" Ed shouted.

"Hi!" She smiled at Ed.

"HI!"

"…Hi…" Kit put her black messenger bag and skateboard down on a desk, the latter of which probably shouldn't be up there.

"What are you doing here?" Eddy asked quietly.

One of four other people who had walked in with her answered. "We eat here, like you, like we have for the past month or so." Kud just dropped his stuff near the door. He didn't care enough to get it out of the way, or wear a blazer or tie, which Eddy wished he had the pure insolence to do. He was also taller and older than Eddy (a SENIOR! Eddy knew a senior! Cred!).

"We're not gonna find a new spot!" Jesse exclaimed. "This is where we put all our stuff!" He threw his bag into the closet where books and a decade-old projector machine were kept. Something crashed, he was uncaring.

"YOU'RE NOT EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE HERE." Eddy shout-snapped. Kit and Kud he liked, but the last three, Jesse, Sage, and Mitch, he held no respect for. Kit was likable and kind of cute, and Kud was a senior (DAMN!) but Mitch was an annoying racially confused guy who always had his videogames' volume turned way up, Jesse didn't even go to their school, and Sage was too quiet and … reasonable for Eddy's tastes. Also he was a trivia buff, which was a skill Eddy knew was only very rarely profitable. They all skateboarded and violated the dress code. They were all kind of cooler than Eddy was. He resented them for this in secret but didn't really have any problem with them, other than that they were louder than the Eds were in Kakashi's classroom at lunch. "We're not talking about anything that involves you people. Go talk about Tony Hawk in the corner or something."

Sage made a show of taking a seat next to Eddy, making it screech loudly on the floor as he pulled it out and leaned back to cross his legs when he sat down. "Did you know that Tony hawk co-produces animated movies?"

"Shut up."

"I'M HERE!!" The door flew open and nearly cracked against the wall.

"BWAH!" Double D fell out of his seat.

"HEY!" Tomo shouted and jumped further inside, pointing at Kit and the others. "I didn't know they were part of this! You didn't tell me!"

"No, no, no, listen, they –"

"Were you invited?!" Tomo demanded to know.

"We don't have to be!" Kit protested, putting her hands on her hips, where her tie had somehow found a more comfortable place than her neck. "Kakashi's my teacher too."

"So you're an agent?"

"Yeah, James Bond!" Jesse shouted at Tomo.

"No!" Eddy protested.

"YES!" Ed couldn't stand not being involved.

Double D sighed.

"Maybe we're double agents!" Sage said. "I wonder what for."

Tomo gasped.

"Double flipkick, inverted nose manual…" Mitch went off into a chain of skateboarding terms as his thumbs went into overtime on his constantly present handheld game. "Three-sixty…Ferret Fight… HIGH SCORE… COME ON!"

"BE SERIOUS AND PAY ATTENTION!" Tomo hit it out of his hand.

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MIYAZAKI HIGH SCHOOL

Courtyard

Thursday, October 3rd

12:17 P.M.

"It's your fault we're out here and now we have to talk fast!" Eddy said, plopping down on the grass under one of the many trees on the edge of the courtyard. The school was west of small woods, which was where many kids liked to go to when they cut class, often to smoke weed and leave beer and soda bottles in the trees.

"We have plenty of time," Tomo said. She stood with her arms crossed.

"Thirteen minutes," Double D checked his watch.

"I've gotten things done in fifteen!"

"Let's make with the talking!" Eddy pretended to be shuffling papers in his backpack to give the illusion of having something prepared for his new workers to look at. In the meantime, he looked at them.

Looks-wise, Eddy didn't think Tomo was anything special. Black shoulder-length spiky hair, eyes that always seemed to be open to their widest, decent body with slightly small breasts. Ordinary face. But he knew she was loud and annoying, and this was something only a girl who could at least be described as 'pretty hot' could fix.

Like the next girl, Kagura, sitting looking somewhat bored with her blazer tossed across her backpack. Eddy thought she had a great body and a decently good face. Spiky, short hair, a well-defined tan. Kagura was easy on the eyes but she was no match for…

Sakaki. Oh, the many minutes Eddy spent watching the girl in his computer class that should have been spent doing PowerPoints! Now she sat under the birch tree in the courtyard, legs crossed with her satchel over them. Eddy didn't know any perfect tens, but was pretty sure that Sakaki was as close as they came. She was tall, even taller than Ed was, with a large bust and long, thick black hair. Her face wasn't bad, either. Eddy also knew that he had never heard her say even one word, which was fine with him.

Then there was Chiyo, who sat with a content smile on her face. Eddy couldn't fairly grade Chiyo, because she was… about ten years old. He was a greedy asshole, not a pervert.

Osaka really didn't do it for Eddy. Ordinary face with a chest as flat as a board. He had one class with her but had forgotten what it was. She seemed to be tuning out of their conversation and watching a falling leaf hit the ground (and then watched it stay there).

Yomi was decent, too. She had an okay body and medium-sized breasts. Normally, however, Eddy wasn't too into glasses. He didn't know anything about Yomi but she appeared to be coaxing Tomo into a slightly less hyper mode, AKA close to normality.

--

Double D reached into his backpack and immediately whipped out a paper without having to search for it. "Ladies, I apologize for not having copies, but I will for our next meeting. If you'll take a look at this paper I did on the Microsoft Publisher program, it gives a summary of our business and-"

"Thanks!" Tomo snatched it and the girls crowded around her. Double D observed them.

Double D had no classes with Tomo Takino but it appeared to him that she was very energetic and enthusiastic. He hadn't met anyone so stubborn and nosey since… Eddy.

Chiyo Mihama was in some of Double D's classes. He knew her to be a very nice and polite girl, as well as a prodigy. He was quite impressed that she made it into his AP Psychology class despite her young age, and he enjoyed checking her homework and tests because her free response questions were always nicely written and innovative.

Koyomi Mizuhara was in Double D's Advanced English class. He didn't know much about Yomi, only that she was the only one to laugh at a reference he made to Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy in ninth grade, and he and Yomi were known to chat every once in a while. She seemed intelligent with a good head on her shoulders. Double D liked Yomi.

Ayumu Kasuga he noticed was being frequently called Osaka. Double D had no classes with her and had no information on her. She recognized Ed and nearly wandered off from their group when they went down to the courtyard.

Sakaki had Sam's P.E. class and he had heard from her that Sakaki was a natural athlete. Double D noticed he hadn't heard Sakaki say a single word. Which was fine, by the way, just a little odd, at least compared to Tomo, who hadn't stopped talking since he met her.

Kagura was in Double D's group in cooking class. She had struck up conversation with Double D a few times, and through these conversations he learned she was on the swim team, wanted a dirt bike, was doing quite poorly in most of her classes (including cooking), and thought his hat was majorly cool. She seemed like a nice girl.

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Ed had done what he needed to tell anything he will ever need to know about these girls.

Tomo smelled like laundry detergent and conditioner (a bit too strongly - maybe she hadn't taken the time to fully wash them out.)

Chiyo smelled like chicken broth and baby powder.

Yomi smelled faintly like some floral perfume, but she did not use much.

Osaka smelled like hand soap and dust.

Sakaki smelled a little like some sickly sweet, strawberry-scented, sugary body product.

Kagura smelled like pineapple, nail polish and pools.

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"So that's all this is?" Kagura asked. "Just a summary? No prices, no elaborate revenge plans, no snazzy text?"

"Um, that's it, for today," Double D said.

Eddy was playing something on his cell phone.

"But there's only one anyway. Are you gonna get more?" Osaka asked.

"Yes. We're going to flesh out our plans. We are going to make them more detailed. And we will alert you when we do. Right, Eddy?"

Eddy didn't respond. He only looked up when the bell rang. "Oh, darn. We have to leave." He said this with just a little bit of effort to sounding sincere, but pretty much failed. "I'll, like, contact the rest of you later." And on that note, he hurried off, leaving the girls, not sure if he had their phone numbers and not really caring.