I woke up to the sun shinning through my window, which caused me to groan. I'm not really a morning person. I wanted to stay in bed, but I heard my mom calling for me to get up. I threw my blanket off of me, and sluggishly got out of bed. Walking to my closet, I chose the outfit I'd be wearing today. Looking at my closet, I realized something. I need new clothes. I thought to myself as I pulled the outfit out of my closet. My outfit consisted of a black tank top, green trousers, and a white half jacket.
After getting dressed, I combed my long, medium brown hair, and brushed my teeth. I walked downstairs to greet mom, and dad. Mom gave me that "start acting like a girl" look. Dad just smiled with that goofy grin of his. He was already wearing his uniform which meant he was getting ready to go off to work. You see, my dad is an officer in the Amestrian military. He's hardly ever even home. I looked over at mom. She was getting ready for work, too. She works at the desk in Central Hospital. I said my goodbyes, slipped on my brown combat boots, and headed out the door.
Walking down the streets of Central, I reached into my pocket, and pulled out a sucker. I popped the grape flavored goodness into my mouth. I heard someone shouting up the street, so I followed it. Up ahead was the library, or what was left of it, anyway. My chocolate brown eyes widened in surprise. What happened? I wondered. I noticed that there was a short, blonde kid standing in front of the remains of the burned building, along with a suit of a armor and a solider from the military. What's going on here? Why is a solider here with those two guys? Why would that one person be wearing that suit of armor? I was determined to find out, so I followed them as quietly as I could.
I followed them into a hotel. I didn't want them to notice me, so I stalked them quitely. I hated using that word, but how else could you describe it? Why am I doing this? I pondered as I watched the two from a distance. I heard my mom's voice ring in my head that this is not how you make friends. Wait, two? I noticed that the huge military guy had disappeared. I suddenly felt myself being picked up by someone.
"SPYING ON THE ELRIC BROTHERS, ARE YOU?!" The bald, military man picked me up effortlessly, and handed me over to the "Elrics". He sat me down rather hard on my bottom. I rubbed it while the brothers looked at me suspiciously. Wait a minute, they're brothers? I questioned myself. I couldn't believe it. One of them was rather short, the other huge in comparison.
"Okay," the short one began, "Spit it out. Why were you spying on us?" I didn't know how to answer the question without sounding like a creep.
"Well, I...um," it was hard to form the words, "I wanted to get to know you better. I mean, I was just curious is all. I mean, I wanted to know why an officer would be protecting you. I know my father was talking about a case where a man was killing state alchemists, and I wanted to see if it was connected."
"It doesn't concern you," the blonde kid stated sternly. His golden eyes shimmered in the light. "C'mon, Al, let's go." The short guy called to his brother, and they left. Way to go, Riley. I said to myself sarcastically. You had a chance to make some new friends and you blow it. Why did I have this pit in my stomach, like I'm missing out on something? The blonde one was right. It doesn't concern me. Why am I even thinking about becoming their friend? I know that's never going to happen because of this. I should just forget it ever happened.
I went back home that night, and went straight up to my room to think about the days events. Will I ever even see them again? No! I need to snap out of it! I'm never going to get to see them again, and it's all my fault! Why am I acting like this? I normally wouldn't care this much. What's happening to me?
*time skip* 10 days
It was night time in Central, and mom wanted me to go out and get some groceries from the market. I couldn't help but think about those two boys. No! I can't think about them! I have to forget about them. That's right. I don't care about them anyway. I knew that was a lie, but what could I do? They probably think I'm a creep for spying on them. Suddenly, I heard a noise. It sounded like something crashing. It made me feel uneasy. As much as my mind was telling me not to, my body was determined to find out what had made that crashing sound.
I made it to where I had heard the sound, and saw that boy again. Except this time, he was badly injured. So many questions were running through my head that I thought it was going to explode. What happened to him? What happened to The Fifth Laboratory? I thought it wasn't in use anymore. What's with the military guys, again? I hated not understanding things. I wanted to know who these guys are. I wanted to know why the military was protecting them. I was determined to find the answers I needed.
