I've already failed at keeping a schedule, but I expected that so... I might have to stick to updating every two weeks or so until I'm really ahead of the game. Expect an update on the 25th and New Years though (because of a few known reasons [not named so as not to offend anyone]).On another note, I've just figured out where this story is going, and well, it's probably not an expected outcome. On with it. Here's chapter 3

~SevenSneakyFoxes~

Kevin thought that school would be different with Double D back. It wasn't. In fact, the only thing that changed was a new student in his homeroom. A new student that wasn't Double D. Lunch, however, was not as quiet as the beginning of the day.

"Kevin! Kev!" A familiar blonde called him, waving vigorously. He sighed and headed towards his usual lunch table. He sat beside Nazz just as Nat slid on to the seat next to Rolf.

"Sooooooo, two new students in one day." Nat trailed off.

"Hey, hey. One of them isn't new. He grew up here." Nazz explained.

"Was it the hot one? Please let it be the hot one. This town needs something to be proud of other than its ridiculous jawbreaker industry. No offense Kev." The redhead snorted at Nat's antics.

"Which one is the hot one?" The redhead questioned.

"Oh, you know. 5' 11", purple hair, broody, but really interested in Theater Arts."

"Wait. Please tell me you're not already stalking him." Nazz interrupted. The boy just smiled and returned to his food. "And you," She pointed to Kevin. "Stop encouraging him." But the redhead was focused on something across the cafeteria. "Kev?"

"Sorry, what?" He turned back around to look at his table mates.

"What were you just staring at?" Nat asked, spinning around to see what Kevin had been looking at.

"What? Nothing! There's nothing."

"He was staring at the Ed-boy." Rolf cut in for the first time.

"Stopped caring when hottie walked in." The table's occupants broke down into laughter. When it subsided they went back to eating.

"Rolf was just talking about someone who used to live here a few years back. He disappeared for a while and came back last night." Nazz explained. Nat just nodded and set his tray aside. The bell rang, calling the students back to class.

"Nat! You, me, the diamond after practice right?" Kevin questioned, breaking away from the group.

"Sure thing!" The other answered. Kevin silently slunk through the halls to his next class.

The rest of the day was quiet like that morning and Kevin only shared one class with Eddy. The latter hadn't wanted to talk, choosing to ignore Kevin instead. By the end of the day Kevin had nothing. Why had Double D left all those years ago just to come back now?

Football was a mess. His team wasn't crap, no way, but he hadn't been focused, and in turn, his players hadn't either. He was silent again on the trek over to the baseball diamond with Nat.

"Dude what's up? You've been oddly quiet all day." Nat poked Kevin's cheek. The redhead looked over at him.

"Nothing much. Just thinking really."

"Oh. Does it hurt?"

"Does what hur—… I fucking hate you Goldberg." The other chuckled.

"No, seriously. What's been goin' on in that head of yours?" They threw their stuff in the dirt next to the bleachers as they arrived. Kevin began jogging around the diamond, Nat easily catching up to him.

"You know that guy Nazz told you about at lunch?"

"The Ed-whatever guy? Yeah, what about him?"

"Well, you know we all live in that stupid cul-de-sac, and like, I used to live across from that kid. He didn't always look the way he does now." He slowed to a walk, "He used to be this little nerdy kid right? This skinny, pale, easily bullied know-it-all, and then he left. Now he's back and like, jock material right? But, it's weird, ya' know? I can tell something is different, but not exactly what's changed." Nat had glanced occasionally at him the entire time Kevin had been talking.

"So uh. It's not really my place to judge, but uh, I'm feeling some serious UST here. Like serious cut-it-with-a-knife UST here bro." He mimed a cutting motion with his hand.

"Ew. God no. Why would you even think that? Not everyone is gay Goldberg."

"It got your mind off things though, didn't it?" Nat smirked and stopped walking. "Now are we gonna swing or what?" Kevin just smiled, shook his head, and retrieved equipment from his duffle bag.