Well I finally had time to crank out another chapter. I've been busy lately. This is really late, and by that I mean five days late. To make up for it here is a chapter that I enjoyed writing. It is shorter than the other ones, but I wanted it to stop where it does.
~SevenSneakyFoxes~
He wouldn't be able to officially start practice with the team until next week, but had full access to the pool at any time. Good. He approached Rave quietly "I don't mean to interrupt your script reading time, James, but we may take our leave now."
"Don't call me that, Double D." The boy growls as he throws his stuff in his bag and drags it off the seat. Edd makes an indignant noise.
"Of course. You have my sincerest apologies, Your Highness." They exit the building relatively quickly. "Where would you like to go?" Edd spins his keys around his index finger.
"I'd say New York, but we can't. At least not right now." Rave replies offhandedly.
"How about Italian?" Edd wonders as he unlocks his car.
"What are we even talking about?" Rave throws his stuff in the backseat before swinging into the car himself.
"Food, I'm famished. I didn't pack myself anything to eat today." The words are muffled as Edd climbs in and starts the car.
"Of course. I guess Italian is fine." With that, Edd peels out of the parking lot. "So, your redhead friend showed up at the pool today." There is a short silence between them filled only by the sound of Edd's blinker.
"Redhead friend? I'm afraid I have no idea who you're referring to." Downtown Peach Creek is crowded and traffic slows to a crawl.
"That Kevin guy, he was with Nat. They came in for all of ten seconds just to turn around leave again." His hands make motions that have no connection to the words he says
"Rave, you are mistaken. I hold nothing, but malice for Kevin." Edd comes to a stop across the street from a small cafe. They quickly get out of the car and cross the street.
"Well you two seem to be on pretty good terms. I mean, you're threatening him. That's a good sign. If it were anyone else you'd just ignore them." Rave holds the door open for a couple scurrying out.
"Whatever do you mean?" Edd swiftly crosses in front of him to stride into the small restaurant.
"I mean that threats are your way of showing you care." Edd cackles and slides into a booth by a window. Rave stis in the spot across from him.
"That is hilarious! When did you get good at making jokes?"
"Edd, it wasn't a joke. I'm serious. You threaten me all the time. I guess we threaten each other, but that's not the point. My point is— Shit!" Rave ducks in his seat as familiar faces pass by the window. The door opens seconds later. "Edd, come to this side of the booth."
"Why on earth would I— Ow!" He frowns and switches sides before his feet are abused any more. "What was the point in doing that?"
"Shut up and pretend we're dating. They've already seen us." As the words leave his mouth two teenage boys slide in across from them. Nat looks giddy and Kevin stares at the cloth-covered table.
"Well, hello there gorgeous." Nat greets leaning forward onto the table. Edd makes a displeased noise and slides closer to Rave. Rave glares back across the table. Kevin deems the tiled floors more interesting than his tablemates.