Love triangles, lies, rumors, drugs, parties; all that stuff that adds drama to each and every one of our lives. I've dealt with it, you've dealt with it, now, let's see how Ed, Al and then rest of their friends cope.

The idea with this fic is a little different than most with high school fics. Instead of the perents being the obsticals that the kids need to overcome, it's the situations that inflict on themselvs.

Also, I decided that I wanted to re-write this chapter in certain areas.

I believe I corrected most typos and corrected a little contunity for later on in the fic. Hope you enjoy it. ;)

Chapter 1 - Getting There.

"I swear if I don't find it, I'm going to lose my mind." Ed said as he treked up the stairs one more time, quickly ducking into the bathroom to see if he'd have left it on the counter. "Dammit." He took a left and walked into his and Al's room. "Al did you see my...what are you doing? We have to go."

Al furiously did his best to finish typing before Ed walked up behind him to peer at what he was writing. "I'll be down in a sec. Jus-"

"Who's that?" Ed surprised his brother from behind. He raised an eyebrow at the sight of some young girl, looking to be around age fifteen, on the computer screen, her little tank top hanging dangerously low, showing a lot of cleavage.

"No one you need to know about." He quickly said goodbye and logged off.

"Cybering? How juvenile." Ed rolled his eyes.

Al got close to his face. "I don't see you doing any better." He smirked. "Let's go."

Ed scanned the room. "Did you see my cell phone? I'm not leaving without it."

He thought for a moment. "No. Let's go. You kicked me off the computer, don't make me wait now."

Ed planted his fists on his hips. "I'm not leaving without it. You remember last week? Your phone was dead and I left mine at home." He allowed it to sink in for a second. "Or do I have to remind you about the three hour walk home? This is a new neighbourhood, I don't want to chance anything."

"The school's like, a ten minute walk." Ed only gave him an annoyed stare. Al raised his hands up in defense. "Ok, ok, fine, I'll check downstairs." With that said, he left the room.

Ed and Al, at the time, were sharing a room. Normally they would have their own separate rooms, but the one Al wanted had a leak in the ceiling and some of the dry wall had water damage, so until it was fixed, they were stuck together.

They had just moved to a new town, a lovely little place with lots of kids their age, high school kids. Edward and Alphonse, identical twins, protested the move, but their cries went unheard. 'Go where the work is', was the parents excuese; and though they protested it, getting out of the apartment they were in and into the new house was something they were looking forward to.

Ed pushed the thought of being cramped in the same room as his brother out of his mind and walked over to his own desk. It was neatly stacked with a few books and a couple of magazines, no magazines that should have been hidden, but desperately needed to be put away, they were becoming an eye sore. The room in and of itself was in disarray, but it was to be expected, they just moved in the day before.

His mother and father both preformed on stage, in operatic theater, so they moved where the jobs took them. This new city they moved to was nothing extravagant, but quite rich when it came to live theater. Hence the reason for the move.

He opened the drawer to his desk and shuffled around some other papers that needed to be organized, still, nothing caught his eye that resembled his phone. "Damn."

"You ready?" His father, Von, poked his head in the room to inquire about leaving for school.

"No...did you see my cell anywhere?" Ed hated leaving home without it, ever since him and Al got stranded, he was antsy about going without it.

"Afraid not. You don't need it anyway, you're just going to school." It was true, the school was only a short walk away.

"But what if I want to go somewhere after school, what would I do then?" Ed raised a very good point.

"Then don't." His father gave a counter-point.

Ed slumped his head to the side and sighed. "I suppose." With that said, he followed his father downstairs and into the kitchen where Al was finishing off a cereal bar. "Any luck?"

Al shook his head. "I didn't even look."

He frowned. "Why not?" Ed snipped at his brother.

"Watch." Al walked past him to the cordless phone sitting on the kitchen table. Picking it up, he proceeded to dial a number, then, he stood with the phone slightly away from his face.

Ed's eyes lit up as he felt something move alongside his leg. With a grimace, he reached down into the pocket that adorn the side of his leg and reached inside, only to re-emerge with his cell phone in hand, it was a Sanyo modle. He flipped it up and held it begrudgingly to his face. "Thanks Al." And with that, Ed flipped the phone shut again.

"You're welcome. And you can stop worrying now. You're always forgetful when you worry." Al smirked as he hung the phone up. He ruffled Ed's hair. "It's just school, just do what I do and maybe you'll fit in this time." It wasn't very often that he got the upper hand on his brother, but he decided to gloat while he got the chance.

"Now that that's over, let's go." Von gingled the keys.

"Actually, my ride is going to be here in another few minutes, so just leave without me." Al waved as he poured himself some orange juice.

"Ride?" Ed said in disbelief. "Who the hell are you getting a ride from? We just got here."

Al, being the social butterfly that he was, smiled. "I went to check out the mall yesterday, and I ran into some guys from our school. They're in grade twelve, and offered to give me a ride in today." He smiled wide. "They're onthe basketball team, so I'm hoping they'll put in a good word for me." Unlike his brother, Al was very inclined when it came to sports. Basketball being his all time favorite, he had his hopes set on joining the school's team.

"You say to act mor like you, but how can I do that when you never tell me that you're going anywere? Whatever. I'd rather not, I'll figure out something on my own." Ed slung his bookbag over his shoulder.

Von shrugged. "Oh well, let's go."

Ed nodded. "Whatever."

"Mind if I drive?" Ed asked as he stood on the passanger side of the car.

"You know the way?" He asked, a little doubtful.

Ed nodded. "Of course." He held up his hand and his father reluctantly tossed him the keys. Rounding the car, he hopped into the driver side and reached over, unlocking the passenger side, allowing his father to enter the vehicle. "You don't have to go with me, I won't get lost." He said as he stuck the key in the ignition.

The older man shook his head. "I need the van today, so I can't let you go alone. Tomorrow though, it's all yours."

Ed smiled. "Thanks." Starting up the car, he backed it out of the driveway.

"Alright, front and center, both of you, pick up your stuff and move back." Mrs. Curtis barked her demand.

"What did we do?" The boy on the right put up a fuss.

"Nothing." The teacher said as she flipped one of her many braids behind her shoulders. "We're getting two new students, I want them up front for the first while, till they're caught up on what we're doing. So don't worry, you'll get your seats back soon."

The boy who protested nodded. "Oh, alright, sorry Miss." With that, he and the one next to him shuffled down back.

"Anyway, let's get started. Pick up your notes from yesterday, let's see what you all got down." She knew that the two of them needed to get registered first, so they were going to be another few minutes. Luckily for her, they would be in before homeroom let out, so she would get a chance to meet her new students.

A young girl, sitting near the back of the room, with long dark black hair, leaned across the row to her friend. "So." She whispered in a hushed tone. "Who do you think we're getting?"

The blond girl with the long hair looked up form her work. "Not sure."

"I hope we're getting boys." She smirked, her green eyes sparkled. "There's too much competition as it is, so some more boys would be good." She noticed her friend shrug. "A shrug? Come on Winry, you can't say you're not at least a little curious."

She put her pen down and leaned in. "Does it really matter, Clause?"

Giving her an eye roll, she smirked. "Well, for someone like you who has all the boys drooling over her maybe not, but I have to keep my options open." She sat back up. "I guess playing guessing games isn't that fun, I suppose we'll have to wait and find out."

"Suppose so." Winry was disamused.

"You're brother's...twins at that." Mr. Lang smiled as he looked down through his bifocals.

"Identical twins." Al added, despite the blatant lack of similarities.

He looked skeptical. "...? You'll be assigned to room 304, Mrs. Curtis. She's a little strict, but I'm sure you'll get along great. She's also coordinator and coach of most of te school's sports teams, so if either of you are interested in it, you should talk to her before lunch, at first break. One of her star players on the basketball team came down with carpal tunnel, so she needs a replacement." He peered up over his small glasses to see a big wide smile on Alphonse's face. "Any takers? We pride ourselves on our basketball team."

Al nodded. "I'll be sure to talk to her."

Mr. Lang looked back down at his papers. "And Edward, ivy league aspirations, huh?"

Ed nodded. "Yes sir."

He looked over his raster. "You know they look at extra curriculars now? You should get into one of the after school clubs if you want to get accepted without hassle."

Ed sighed. "I'll have to see what's offered." As much as he hated to admit it, when it came to sports, Ed didn't really excell. He, unlike his brother, based more importance on study rather than sports teams and after school clubs. Though they were indeed identical twins, there were quite a few differences which made them stand apart like black on white.

"There's debating, drama, tutoring, lots of different things that don't involve sports." He smiled as he handed the boys their respective files. "I myself was never good at sports on account of my bronchitis."

Ed's expression brightened. "Thank you, Sir." Not that he didn't like sports at all, he just preferred brain building activities.

"Thanks." Al followed up and took his folder in hand.

"Room 304 is obviously on the third level; go up the stairs straight ahead after you leave the office, then when you reach the third floor it's the door farthest down the hall on the right. Right next to the windows at the front of the building. Can you remember that?" He leaned back in his computer chair.

"No." Al said, rather distraught.

"We'll manage." Ed smiled. "Come on, Al." With that, they exited the office.

"Where did he say to go again? That went clear over my head." Al looked from side to side.

Ed face palmed. "You'd be lost without me. Come on." With that, Ed led his brother up the stairs.

For any first time readers, I just want to warn you that I'm a big fan of cliffhangers. But I'm also good to finish a thought. So I won't leave you hanging for too long. :P

Enjoy the rest of the fic.