AN: I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THIS CAME FROM, I ONLY KNOW THAT IT WILL BECOME BIGGER! So, read, review, maybe favorite, BUT PLEASE REVIEW! I wanna know how you like it!
It was black, complete and utter black. And I had a headache, which meant that something was making my head hurt. I wanted to find out what was making my head hurt so I could destroy it and fall asleep again, but that required opening my eyes. I groaned and thought that if I thought reallyhard about it, whatever was making my head hurt would go away. It didn't.
I opened my eyes to find a blond and blue-eyed girl staring intently at my face. After looking at what seemed to be my... eye color? she proceeded to roll up the right sleeve of my red jacket.
If her eyes could have gotten any bigger, they did.
"IT'S REAL!" she exclaimed.
"I WANNA SEE!" said what seemed to be a girl. She had short, darkish-brown hair and blue-eyes framed by brownish-green glasses. When she saw my arm her eyes bugged as well. "Holy fudge IT IS!"
I wanted to sink into the ground.
Three other girls were clustered on my left side, and seemed to be waiting for me to say something.
Damn. I thought. They were most certainly fangirls, said some part of my brain. Where the hell did that come from? I thought. Anyways... They want me to say something. I'm not going to say anything that will make them like me more. Never mind, that isn't possible. Damn. What do I say?
"Where am I?" I asked, thinking that sticking with something mundane was the safest thing to do.
"You'," said a girl with long black hair so fast I almost couldn't understand her.
"I'm where?" I asked. As the same girl took a breath to repeat herself, I said, "On second thought, don't repeat that."
"Do you know Death the Kid?" asked a girl with light brown hair and blonde streaks.
"WHO THE FUDGE IS THAT?" I exclaimed.
"I guess you don't," said the same girl, a bit disappointed.
"Are you Edward Elric?" asked another girl with darker skin and black hair.
FINALLY!
"Who want's to know?" I asked stubbornly. I wasn't going to give all my secrets away that easily.
"You have an automail arm and leg, a red coat, a silver pocket watch..." the list went on and on. "... and a brother who is a soul in a suit of armor named Alphonse Elric who you call Al or Aru."
My eyes bugged. How the HELL did she know all this?
"Oh yeah, and you also hate being called short."
I leaped up, forgetting my headache.
"?" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Some of the people playing a game called basketball on the other side of the playground turned to stare.
"I said no such thing, I was just saying that you hate being called the s-word."
"Fine." I said.
Right then the bell rang.
"Shit!" said the girl with long black hair. "Who's going to take him to class?"
"I don't like being talked about like an object here!" I said pointedly.
"You got him last time!" said the brown, short-haired girl.
I had no idea what she was talking about. Last time?
"So we get him this time!" finished the blonde-haired girl.
"Fine," said the black-haired girl. "We need to get in line though."
And we walked towards the line. I had no idea what was going on, but I knew I probably wouldn't like it.
AN: I FINALLY UPLOADED SOMETHING! I'll try to update Fractured as soon as possible, and post the other ideas I have for fics soon! This is going to try and stay serious, but there will be funny bits. Now I should really finish my homework... sorry Kai, you're going back in the cage...