(A/N) Hey guys! looks like I'm posting another piece of shit. This fic I hesitated to post or even wright for that matter. The reason being is because I was recently required to see a therapist and he told me it would be good for me if I wright about my life in a different perspective... So i'm pretty sure this is what he meant... But if not who gives a flying fuck... so this is my life converted into Ed's. Its an AU and there is no alchemy. Well, kinda no alchemy... you'll find out later... why not just read this and tell me what you think...

You know when you're a kid? And everyone, everywhere adores you to no end? And then you say something, or do something that fucks everything up? Then no one around the neighborhood talks to you, no one greets you, and hardly anyone looks at you anymore.

The feeling of rejection after doing something so stupid, so sinful, so surreal for you as a person to do. I know more then you might. You might know more than me. Who cares anyway. You do one stupid thing and your life turns upside down.

Maybe you were doing something like stealing something from someone. Maybe you just wanted to do something and messed up. People can be so sensitive, not that i'm an exception. I know what i've done wrong, or maybe I don't. All I know is that now I don't even think the same as I used to. Maybe i'm too dense to understand what's happening around me. But just to think, everything started out as a single school boy crush.

"Ed just ask her out already! The worst she can do is hit you with a wrench." My best friend, Roy Mustang told me.

"Shut up dude, I know she will deny me... Unless I pay her." I laughed.

"You could afford it... Well, you couldn't because your too lazy to trim a few lawns to get a bit of cash... but your parents could. They be rich as fuck... Speaking of which, I saw a pair of headphones I really liked-"

"Don't even get started on the whole 'your family can afford anything' bullshit. Just cause my house is big doesn't mean shit."

We were sitting outside, eating our lunch with the other 7th graders in below freezing weather. I was just looking at the prettiest, smartest, and best girl in the whole world, Winry Rockbell. She had long blond hair (such as myself), she has the prettiest dark blue gray eyes, and she loves automail. Sometimes, Roy thinks I cut off two of my limbs just so she would pay attention to me for once.

"What if she just asks to mess with your automail. If you know what I mean." He winked.

"Your such a perv..." I mumbled back, looking back at Winry.

She was talking to one of her friends and sitting at one of the stone benches around a matching large stone flower pot holding dieing violets.

The bell rang sending us to our next classes, for Roy, English with Mrs hawkeye. For me, P.E. with Mr. Armstrong. The only reason I even like P.E. is because Winry's is in that class with me. And, she and I run about the same speed so we run and talk to each other all the time (Mostly about my arm and leg, but we talk. Give me some credit).

We were told to go outside to the track and run a mile, in below freezing weather (What kind of a nutjob makes 13 and 14 year olds run outside in these conditions when they're wearing nothing but shorts and a tee-shirt?). I walked up to Winry and I tried to start a conversation.

"Hey Win..." I shyly mumble. She continues looking at the track, waiting for our teacher to tell us to start running.

"Uh, hi Winry..." I say a little louder, trying not to sound rude.

"Oh hey here Ed." She smiles and and looks back at the track.

"Um, do you want to run with me today? I'll try not to slow you down." I say looking at her long, gorgeous hair.

"Why not? I don't mind." She said, still looking straight ahead, and her smile returning.

We were given the signal to start and I tried to stay with Winry.

"So whats up Ed?" She asked, looking at me.

"Nothing much. How about you and that Jean guy?"

"Nothing, I broke up with him. Believe it or not, he's kinda a douche bag." She said, pushing her hair behind her ear.

"Really? He seemed kinda nice. Didn't he give you flowers or something when he asked you out?"

"Yeah, but he kept staring at other girls like whats her face... Lust or what ever big boobs' name is."

I laughed and covered my mouth, trying to stay quiet. "Big Boob? Really? So is she have a personality, or is she just 100% slut?" I asked jokingly...

"What do you think?" She said, starting to slow down. "So Ed, I've been meaning to ask you something..."

"Yeah Win?" I asked, oh god were actually having a decent conversation...

"A little birdy told me that someone has a little crush on me." She fluttered her eyelashes

GODFUCKINGDAMMITROYYOUMOTHERFUCKINGBASTERDOFANASSHOLEFUCKINGFUCKFUCK- bitch...

"Oh... Umm... well... I-"

"Theres no need to feel embarrassed." She said with a slight blush dusted on her cheeks "I was actually thinking... I don't want to hurt you or anything but, I don't like you like that... Just as a friend."

Thats it... My life is over...

"But, if you want, we can try a... different kind of relationship?" She shyly asked

I looked at her and and she could tell I was confused, and I could tell she was embarrassed beyond belief.

"What I mean is... We could be friends... But with benefits?... A sexual relationship?" She looked down and her whole face was red but her words were confident as her long blond hair covered her face from the world.

I stopped thinking correctly. my hormonal teenage boy instincts were taking over. 'You can finally get with Winry! Who cares if she likes you or not, she wants in your pants! She'll learn to like you, if you deny her she won't ever talk to you again!' My mind was scrambled with thoughts and I didn't know what to do. But, if I accept, will... I lose... m-my...

A blush infiltrated my face... Hell yeah! Good bye V-Card, Hello popularity!

"Um... I don't see why not..." I spoke quietly "Just um... when or, where?"

She looked up slowly, fixing her hair. "Just find me before lunch tomorrow. During break." She ran ahead of me and looked back "See you then." she said then winked.

'I wonder, did the girl of my dreams just ask me that, or am I going crazy? Forget that. I just need to hide Ed Jr...'

Then I ran to follow with the rest of the class.

(A/N) So, what did you think? I know it sucks more than a slut on the weekends but its not that bad right? oh well... If you leave a review then you will get a cookie =^.^=