The Last Big Scam [Completed]

Chapter 14- Blind Date

Edd's POV

It has been two weeks.
I haven't told Ed and Eddy what happened the night that Kevin stopped by. I don't remember much myself.
I have stopped going to cheer practice, because I don't want to risk running into him.

I have been spending most of my time studying or in the library like I had freshman, sophomore, and junior year. I am back to being a nobody.

Sarah did come by to check on me, bless her heart, but I just told her that cheer team was effecting my grades. One of the many white lies I have been saying this year.

"Sockhead!" Eddy yells.

He must have let himself in.

I walk downstairs, "yeah?"

"Ew! What are you wearing?" Eddy says making a disgusted face.

"What do you mean? I always wear this?" I ask looking down at my usual clothes and back up at them. They are in tuxes.

"We are going out tonight and you are wearing that?!"

I am confused.

"Eddy," Ed says emerging from the kitchen with toast.

"Not now Lumpy," Eddy replies to Ed and turns to me. "Ed said he told you I was setting you up with a blind date since you haven't been out lately since you quit the cheer team."

"Eddy," Ed wines.

"What?!" Eddy yells at Ed.

"I didn't get a chance to tell him yet. We just got here. Remember?"

"Oh. Yeah. Haha," Eddy hides his embarrassment by changing the focus to something someone else rather than him. "Let's help Double D get ready."

"But I don't want to go," I interject softly.

"To bad," Eddy says to me and turns to Ed. "Ed can you carry Double D to his room. One way or another we are getting him ready for tonight."

Ed throws me over his shoulder like I weigh nothing and carries me up the stairs.

"Ah! Put me down!" I yell.

"Sorry Double D," Ed says and sets me down on my bed.

I sit there as Eddy grabs things from my closet judging them. Apparently this blind date is a big deal.

After a half hour of Eddy running through the few things I have he decides on me wearing black jeans, white button down, black vest, and my black tie; the closest thing I had to a tux.

-Time Skip-

Ed, Eddy, and I have been driving to pick up our dates for about an how, they must live far away.

"So who is our dates?" I ask from the back seat.

"Don't worry Sockhead, they don't bite," Eddy says from the driver's seat.

I sigh and look out the window.
The area is fields, but then we turn and it is the junk yard.

Wait.
Our dates- no.