Alright, it's time to make a fresh story and something with a twist. I hope you guys will enjoy our little adventure and hopefully stick with me until the end. :)

Being who I am has no limits. Well, except one. Where are my manners in introductions? Greetings and salutations, my name is Eddward and… if you must know my middle name is Marion. Ah, how embarrassing. Anyway, I am here to discuss the many problems with myself and in my lifestyle. Well, let's start from the beginning. I didn't really expect to be on this sort of site doing a blog or as they call it. This is more of an autobiography, but I digress. I am a simplistic yet complex male. I don't really like telling many about my complications because I am a very timid individual.

I am a high schooler, but am a Senior being the age of 17. I had the many chances of skipping several grades, but I thought myself better than those who try to skip out of something so important in their lives. At this point, we are finishing many things in our curricula. I am very open with my professors, but there just seem to be so many situations that arise that bring me more and more distant from them.

Which brings me to my first problem for today. I hope that everyone can help me out with this problem: How do I fix my relationship with my professor's after them finding out I'm not quite Christian?

Edd entered the word document onto the site that read across the screen as Problem Solver 101. He wasn't quite sure how well it would work, but he just wanted to taste the site and its features. After skeptical thinking, he closed the laptop biting his lip in anticipation.

"Curse my mental instability to bite my lip when I am frustrated," Edd pushed his hat down further onto his head, "I fear this will take time to get used to."

He talked to himself as he rose up from the squeaky, rolling chair. His room painted his mind perfectly. He twisted his eyes to his side desk viewing his new magnetic levitation anti-gravity device. Next to it laid Newton's cradle steel balance balls. His eyes adjusted to the big periodic table that hovered over his bed on the wall. Across the room from that stood a mineral collection of his that was incomplete, but the fact that it stood in front of his bed was inspiration enough to complete such a rare collection.

Other than the fact that he was a big nerd, the room was bare. He stepped out into the hall, his conscious weighing heavily on his mind. His parents left for Germany two days ago because of an emergency with NASA. It was just an empty space all to himself. And if he were like any of his friends, there would be a party in this house, but he just felt the loneliness. That solitude just felt too good to let anyone dare try to take it away. He didn't mention to anyone about his introverted habits, but maybe deep down he really didn't have to claim that to anyone other than Ed who completely was incapable of understanding such feelings.

He took the stairs step by step down into the dining room smelling the Hazelnut candle that was lit earlier by himself as soon as he made it back from Soccer practice. He didn't really like to call himself an athletic, but something about Soccer really burst the feelings out of him and into the open. While many times he didn't like the fact that his feelings showed, Soccer really hid their true intentions well. Thin walls stopped him from a bottle of water, and he quickly opened the fridge snatching the tiny bottle into his thin hands.

He twisted the cap taking it up guzzling the contents quickly. He sighed in relief when his lungs gulped in the air he needed. He closed the fridge holding the bottle tightly while looking at the last note his parents wrote to him before departing.

I miss you already my son, but urgent business calls for quick measures. Your father and I send our regards from Germany. If anything, dare I say it, goes wrong, please do not fret to contact us immediately. We love you and we hope you wish us a safe trip.

Mom and Dad

He started to scratch at the back of his head needlessly spilling water as his hat fell to the ground. He nearly cursed, but bent over to quickly wipe the contents up letting his shaggy black hair slip into his eyes. After getting frustrated and biting his lip, he cleaned the mess up setting the bottle on the near counter to pull his hair out of his eyesight. Maybe it was time to actually read and then depart for the bed. He went the direction he came blowing the candle out.

After entering the living room to his library sanctuary, he searched for a book unread. He had purchased many the other day that his mind could feast on that would last him awhile, but he didn't quite know which one to start. While running his hand over a book cover that read Gödel, Escher, Bach: an Eternal Golden Braid, he decided upon it hoping that it turned out to be a fair read.

Slipping the book into his hand, he slithered onto the couch into a comfortable position where his feet laid on the edge and his body sat halfway upright. Now, admitting that he was a very tall guy wasn't too hard, but admitting to people that he was a very bony male didn't sit quite well in his stomach. Of course he could try all he could, but being in the same category as Eddy was just something too distant even for this genius, or as many called him.

Eddy may have been the bigger guy, but Ed was tall and brawny which meant that Ed turned out to be a jock. Yes, Ed became a football player along with…the notorious Kevin. Oh, why was Edd even thinking about the brainless buffoon? It was really ruining his reading mood. He clipped a nail under his teeth clamping down and his stomach churned at the thoughts.

Kevin really hadn't changed much unless one really wanted to point out his beefy features. Edd stopped a shiver that slowly crept up his spine by sitting up on the couch smashing the pages of the book closed with a thud that echoed throughout the desolate house. With an inhale so deep that he grew dizzy, he stood up wobbling away the unhealthy thoughts. Ah, what was he going to do about his unnatural behaviors these days?

After staring intently out the window at completely nothing, Edd nearly shook his whole body smacking his face a couple of times, "Agh, I'm such a whiny baby!"

It was time to go for a walk. Yes, cold fresh air was exactly what the hormonal teen needed. He quickly stepped into his old sneakers and threw on an overcoat stepping out into the brisk weather. He knew Winter was upon the cul-de-sac, but it felt a bit too soon. A quiver inched into his back as he let out a shaky breath.

"They always say a cold shower takes it away. I guess a cold run shall do the same," The teen slowly began a bitter jog onto the path beginning to slowly break away from reality.

As he had mentioned, athleticism hadn't been his strong point, but with a large push, he would be just fine to make some exceptions. His breathing was irregular and his mind was at a blank as he jogged down the path. His arms staggered by his abdomen and his feet nearly dragged the ground, but he carried on towards the empty school.

As soon as he passed the tennis court, he paused catching his breath. He heaved and wheezed. He thought it best to take a break before he died from lack of air. After placing his hands on his knees and resting his eyes, he heard a faint sound in the distance. After peaking up and looking around, he paused peering at the fence that squared the block. He gulped slipping his hands through the fence scanning the football field.

He froze when he saw a figure off in the distance doing some kind of stamina routine. The person was squaring a set of four cones, but that's not really what caught his eyes. Besides the fact it was, he checked his watch which stated 8 P.M., very late or the fact the person didn't have the proper uniform on for such weather conditions or even the fact that they weren't doing the routine correctly. It was the fact that the person was no other than Kevin.

He stepped away from the fence and walked around the corner slowly entering the football field stepping on the soft, well-kept grass. He watched the male do the same steps over and over again until he reached the stadium sitting down to really get a good feel of the movements. Kevin stepped to the first cone and then he took off with a sprint to the second cone. That was a good first impression, but then he just turned his body and did the same thing. Now, Edd wasn't an athletic guy, as mentioned, but he knew his training well.

Even if this type of set up wasn't made for Soccer, it did help to know it from his point of view. In Football, this was called The Box Drill and it was set up to increase stamina. You would first step up to the first cone just as an example of Kevin and then sprint to the second. Without turning, you would then side step over to the third cone. After reaching the third cone, you would back pedal to the fourth cone. And then you would immediately slide step over to the first cone. It was an easy and effective way to gain the stamina you needed.

After much time waiting for Kevin to do it right, Edd couldn't stand it anymore lifting off of the cold metal and walking over to Kevin. His heart rate increased and all he could hear was the thumping of his own heart and the soft grass beneath his feet crunching. He sighed lightly and just did.

"Are you kidding me, Kevin," He stopped and stood his ground right behind the male right before he started his first sprint.

The named turned, startled by the uninvited guest, "What the fu-!"

"You honestly expect me to believe that you're a Football player with those type of errors in your movements. I cannot believe they call you the best in this school. You're doing the Box Drill all wrong and your movements are just terrible, if I must intrude, I guess I will," And without giving Kevin the chance Edd kicked his right foot between the players legs and tapped the males right foot like a ball earning the guy to spread his legs further apart.

Kevin slipped a little catching himself while his feet were spread farther than wanted,
"Ah, it hurts," He grabbed himself, "What the hell, Dork!"

He continued, "You can't just creep up on someone and scare the living shit outta 'em and expect them to be okay with you just spreading them apart like this!"

The Football player put himself in a more comfortable position still unprepared for the intrusion of privacy. He didn't understand what was even going on still.

"You need to spread your legs farther for The Box Drill. You may look a little odd at first but with practice it will make you far more lenient and ready for effectiveness. Your back needs to be more straightened. I know it is a difficult procedure to keep yourself in a decent position in class, but if you would just sit up straight and keep yourself focused mentally, you will be in better shape while running and more concentrated on the game," Edd stopped for a breath intake ready for a pounding.

He peered up at a clueless Kevin. Why did he even bother?

"Why are you here," Kevin cocked his head, "This makes no sense."

Edd closed his eyes and fixed his hat. Oh, this is where he would walk away. And with that, he turned to the exit beginning his departure.

"Wait," Kevin called out, "And you said that my legs need to be like this?"

Edd turned almost unable to catch himself from a laugh. Kevin had definitely spread his legs, but much further than wanted even for Edd. He turned away from the scene covering his mouth and folding one arm under. Ah, maybe this wasn't such a bad idea.

"No, more like this," He demonstrated barely spreading his legs more than usual and bending his knees ready for takeoff, "While your body is like this, it is preparing for a faster start and a bigger length."

He peered up as Kevin watched intently and then he got embarrassed scrambling out of the position he was in, "A-Anyway, that's just my input. Sorry to bother you!"

Edd turned trying to scurry off but Kevin caught him by surprise yet again, "Y'know!"

He turned gulping, "You can come help me again if you'd like. I'm here every night after everyone else leaves. They can't call me the best without a reason!"

Edd sighed blushing before hurrying off home.

He flipped open his computer screen surprised by all the comments from his first question.

Smiley501: Hi Eddward, I see you're in a pickle. Listen, not everyone is going to have the opinions you have and when they don't see you for who you are, then I suppose they have no reason to be in your life.

TurnoverTheApple: Yo, listen, they wanna disgrace you and what you believe in when you don't wanna take what they believe in and disgrace them. Man, I believe yo professors are fucked up and needa be taught a lesson.

3v3r: Oh please, you need to be realistic. Talk it out with them and let them know that you are an individual just as they are. There are going to be people who will disagree with you just disagree with you. When that happens, it is time to let go and be someone of a higher standing. You will meet many people in your life. That's just how the world works.

He agreed with all of the statements and it was time to be the judge of his own path. He closed the screen and looked over at his bed. Not to get his hopes up or anything, but Kevin was pretty nice today. He smirked letting himself wander to the bed and indulge in sleep.

Well, there we have the first chapter. It was something that just needed to be done! :)