The next few days came and went, the classes were boring as most of the teachers didn't feel it was necessary to give any assignments to the seniors. Everyone was in good spirits for the prom and the summer break. Community service wasn't as bad as he originally had thought, Edd still got into a couple heated arguments with Kevin but nothing like the brawls they've gotten in in the past.
Late in the night he would receive a random text from Kevin of nothing of too much importance; asking him if they had any homework in on of their shard classes or if it was going to rain the next day. His latest odd text he received right before lunch was inquiring about prom and if he was going. The sockhead choose to ignore the gingers curiosity, why would he ask such a question?
One minute he can't stand Edd then the next they were having a normal conversation as if they've been good friends for years. Was he hiding an ulterior motive, for when the ravenette let his guard down only to be ambushed? He refused to allow such a thing no matter if he held feelings for him
Thursday was the final day for the seniors even if Friday was the "official" last day. Friday was senior skip day and all the teachers knew better than to expect any seniors to be in attendance that day.
The final bell of the day sang through the halls as Edd bolted from his last class and practically sprinted to the maintenance office. He strolled through the open door and set his bag down beside Marty's desk. Neither ginger had yet to arrive to pass the time he pulled out his phone.
To Marie: Want go to the diner later tonight?
He kept his phone out awaiting a response, a minute or two later Kevin walked into the room while simultaneously his phone alerted him Marie had responded.
Marie: Hows 9? Mind if Nazz joins?
To Marie: 9 is perfect and of course. I'll meet you there.
Edd pocketed his phone in his back pocket right as Marty made his appearance, "Zamboni's!" he cried, they both must have given a strange look to the man for the enthusiastic look that painted his face fell in moments "What? They're fun and you can ride 'em."
A pregnant silence flooded the room, neither boy daring to speak; it was Kevin who finally voiced his concerns. "Um what do they do?"
Marty shook his head, "They clean the floor!" he blurted, "I thought you used a mop for that." Marty sighed before he left the room a clear command to follow him.
Three floor Zamboni's sat outside in the hall, they each looked more worn than the last. Edd guessed it was true that the district was suffering fiscally if they kept these beaten down rusty machines.
"We only use mops for small messes, locker rooms, and the like. So how bout I'll handle the north side of the building and you boys handle the south." He suggested.
"Wait that's more work for you." Edd said, Marty shrugged and hopped onto the first machine, "That's why I make the big bucks, plus I can guarantee I'm faster at it." He chuckled. The machine sputtered to life and Marty began to take off down the hall, both boys began too panic having now clue how to operate the machines. "Wait! Hold up." Kevin freaked out hopping onto the next one soon followed by Edd.
The old redhead burst into hearty laughter at the scene displayed behind him, he looked back "Turn the key to start, the pedals work like a car. Press soak to wet the floor the brush does the rest. Good luck boys!" before they could ask any other question his laughter was echoing in the distance.
Driving and controlling them was easier said than done. The machines were so outdated the steering was shot and took all concentration to move in a straight line. Not to mention you had to repeatedly punch the soak button to get anything to come out and the brush sounded like it would fly off any second. Of course Edd had been nearly soaked when he went to inspect if the machines were clogged when nothing came out when they first attempted to press the soak button. The half the time spent was Kevin getting Edd unstuck from a corner because his Zamboni had extreme difficulty turning and wouldn't go into reverse.
Eventually the floors on the south side of PCHS were squeaky clean and the duo was able to park the machines outside the maintenance office. Marty was nowhere in site as they scooped up their belongings and hastily rushed out the building.
Edd flew into his driveway and rushed inside, up the stairs and into the bathroom. The sockhead had lost track of time attempting to clean the floor for it was a few minutes past 8 o'clock. He quickly stripped down to nothing as he warmed up the shower to clean off whatever floor cleaner they used in the Zamboni's that had accidentally sprayed him.
He stepped into his shower allowing the water to soothe his aching muscles and subdue his throbbing head. Once he was thoroughly clean he got out wrapping the towel around his waist and strolled back into his room. Edd reached through his curtains to open his window; a cool breeze ghosted over his skin and a shiver shot down his spine.
"Fuck," he sighed, a tingling crept from his toes into up into his groin as wave of pleasure slid down his backside making him arch his back a bit. Do I even have time? He wondered silently. He looked at his phone it was nearly eight thirty, if I'm quick and don't make a fucking mess. The last thing he needed was to neglect this and have it consume his thoughts for the evening.
Edd gripped his ever-hardening erection and made quick work at a goal of release while he used his towel as a landing zone.
Once he was finished riding out his self-orgasm he threw the soiled towel into the hamper before grabbing a fresh pair of underwear; eight forty-five, there was still time to spare. He pulled on a dark wash pair of jeans, a white cotton V-neck and threw a red plaid flannel. He threw on his old beat up vans before he grabbed his black beanie, phone and keys as he rushed down the stairs and out the door. He finished rolling up his sleeves before getting behind the wheel.
The diner was barely a ten minute drive from his house, he pulled into the parking lot just as the clock struck at nine on the dot. He figured Marie would be a few minutes late so he entered the restaurant and took a booth big enough for the him and the two girls.
He ordered a milkshake as he waited and kept busy on his phone, to keep the other people from school form bothering him. He heard the door chime as more customers filed in. Marie being on of them, she approached the table with an odd look upon her face.
"Dude I'm sorry were late and please don't freak.. but she invited him." she said as she slid into the side opposite him. The ravenette slammed his head down onto the table, "Lovely." He muttered, "Yea apparently she forget she said they would chill so she kind of guilt tripped us both..." she let her sentence trail off as said blonde sat down next to Marie. "Where's fire crotch?" she questioned Nazz, "Trying to find a spot to park."
As if on queue the ginger walked through the door and made his way over to their table. He reluctantly sat next to the sockhead as he shot daggers at his best friend.
The group ordered, once their waitress left an uncomfortable silence loomed over the table, as the girls were overly affectionate while the boys fidgeted in their seats. Nazz was he first too break the silence, "Double D are you going to prom?" Edd had his head resting on his fist when she spoke he side glanced at the small blonde "Edd please, and unfortunately your lovely girlfriend hear has blackmailed into going." He leaned back into the booth, "Whoa," Kevin interjected beginning to get interested in the conversation "blackmail?"
Cobalt met viridian, a fight for dominance as they stared each other down hoping the other would give in. "Shit man, must be some awful blackmail if your going to a social event." Nazz broke the two from their concentration. "Yes, it is some deep heavy shit." He cooed, peeking at the redhead who seemed to be lost in thought as he stared intently at the raven-haired boy.
He readjusted his sitting position allowing his knee to bump against Kevin's, but nothing no flinch, no nasty remark. No, stop it. He thought as he withdrew his knee. "Do you have a date?" Nazz pulled him out of thought once more, he shook his head. The blonde pouted at him, he chuckled at her reaction before she responded again "Was there anyone you had in mind or what?"
He sighed at her question, "Of course," he paused deciding how to handle this delicately. "However, they aren't interested in me in that manner." She flopped back into the booth at his answer, "I'm sorry Edd, that must suck. Do you know if they have a date?" The waitress returned with there food and placed in front of them. He shook his head once more "No, we aren't in the same social group so we hardly talk." He grabbed a fry from his plate and ate it.
"That's a shame, how come you just didn't ask them?" he was beginning to wonder if she know who he was referring to with all the questions "It's.." he sighed "it's not an easy thing to walk up to someone you harbored deep emotional feelings for years and just ask them randomly out." She seemed satisfied with his answer as she nodded, "Well I hope they realize how much of a catch you are before someone else snatches you up." He nodded slightly hoping the same thing and also praying they never did.
"Well hopefully the chick will come to her senses." Kevin voiced as he finished his burger, the idiot, he thought. He nodded solemnly "Yea, chick." He whispered the last part hoping neither Nazz nor Kevin heard him.
The group decided to call it a night as they left the diner, Edd headed over to his car as a firm grip held onto his shoulder. He was slightly surprised to see Kevin holding onto him, then dread consumed the sockhead. Did he realize he was talking about him back in the diner, fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck! His breath hitched in his throat waiting for Kevin to speak, "Look, you don't have a date. I don't have date, and the girls are going together." He paused as if trying to find his words. Wait is he?
He began to sweat, "I've heard some people get their shit in a twist if gay couples show up to prom and get kicked out. I don't wanna see that happen to Nazz. I know there's no problem at school well 'cause they keep a low profile." His heart sowed down a bit as Kevin spoke, "But you mind helping me give them both a great time maybe pretend to be their dates so they don't get kicked out? And once it's clear just keep an eye on 'em? I think if people see us protecting 'em they'll be okay.." he let his rambling trail as he rubbed the back of his neck.
Edd nodded at the gingers request, he had initially intended to keep both girls safe from any hate or possible violence. "Of course," he responded.
Jade and Cyan locked together as they swam inside their own thoughts before Kevin abruptly pulled away from their trance, "Ok, alright. Good, um I'll see you tomorrow." And with that he quickly headed over to his bike leaving a slightly bewildered sockhead standing outside his car.
Once home he hurried inside needing to find release once more, being so close to Kevin for so long did things to him. He tried to control himself but unfortunately his body and soul had other plans for him.
His thoughts drifted deep into the gutter imaging his deepest desires as he pumped his erection, this time allowing himself to pleasure himself as long as his body would allow him.