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Chapter 1

The Shake Up

Peach Creek Junior High

Wednesday

9:00 a.m.

Junior High.

It is no spicy cesspool of crime and villainy…it is worse. Far, far worse.

Students have devolved back into their stone age equivalents.

Separating into shallow tribes, dubbed "cliques", for protection and a sense of belonging.

Woe be those poor, misbegotten souls without the prerequisite social graces to join any cliques. The ostracized, the oppressed…the Eds!

But what would happen if there were a sudden shift in the balance of power? Surely a cataclysmic event would require a momentous undertaking of reality warping proportions!

Or eight words:

"Hey dudes, can we hang out this weekend?" Nazz, aka the most popular girl in school, asked.

The Eds stood there. Silent. Dumbfounded. Confused.

(Moreso than usual in Big Ed's case)

Our "heroes" had gone to their lockers for their usual meet up at their usual spot. However, they were joined by an unexpected guest, in the form of Nazz.

"I must be more tired than I thought from that movie marathon last night." Eddy chuckled hysterically. "I thought Nazz just said she wanted to hang out this weekend." Eddy said pointing his thumb at Nazz.

"This reminds me of this old black and white TV show where an announcer would narrate tales of parallel dimensions which led to surreal landscapes, with metaphorical consequences and educational cautionary morals!" Ed proclaimed to the heavens.

DUN DUN DUN

"Also, there was a spooky door." Ed added, pulling his jacket over his head, hiding as his eyes darted around nervously.

"Ed shaddup." Eddy sighed. "It-it's too early for this right now."

"Why we would be delighted to have you join us wouldn't we chums?" Double D asked, giddy with delight.

"For reals?" Nazz asked, clasping her hands together. "Awesome!"

"I would be tickled turquoise." Ed said smiling a toothy grin.

"What bet did you lose?" Eddy asked bluntly.

Everyone was silent.

"Don't act like I was the only one thinkin' it." Eddy groaned, annoyed that he felt that he needed to point that out.

"Eddy I'm surprised at you!" Double D said exasperated. "Mostly because I thought you'd claim to be the cause of Nazz's little social defection, admittedly but also because of your rude, baseless acusation!"

"Taking credit would be Awake-Eddy," Eddy explained, "this, is Too-Early-For-This-Eddy."

"Can I be Zorlof destroyer of worlds?" Ed asked.

"Knock yerself out." Eddy sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Um…dudes?" Nazz asked, finally speaking up. "I get that its…different for me to ask if we can hang out, but I was hoping that we could become better friends. Also, I'm curious about what you three do for fun."

"Huddle." Eddy ordered snapping his fingers.

His two friends huddled around him.

"I think we should give her a chance to prove her intentions are indeed genuine." Double D stated, compassionately.

"Whatever, its an excuse to hang out with Nazz, even if it is a trap." Eddy rationalized.

"Is it my turn to bat?" Ed asked.

"Alright yer in, Nazz." Eddy said bluntly, breaking up the huddle.

"You know I could hear everything you said, right?" Nazz responded.

"Nevertheless, when did you want to meet with us?" Double D asked, smiling nervously, and trying to avoid further embarrassment.

"How does Friday at five sound?" Nazz asked. "Also, can we hang out the whole weekend."

The three boys then blushed bright red.

"In a heartbeat." Double D said love-struck.

"See ya tomorrow at five!" Nazz said as she ran down the hall.

"A popular blonde girl joining up with a bunch of social misfits and/or nerds…" Double D summarized. "Why does that sound vaguely familiar…?"

"Now ain't that good original writing?" Ed asked, smiling vacantly.

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