Disclaimer: I don't own the hottie of the day, Edward Elric, of any of the FMA characters. No matter how many times I click my heels and say, "There's nothing like FMA…"
Damn L. Frank Baum...
Alphabetical Elric
Chapter 1: First Day of School
Edward Elric took a deep breath as he entered the school's large hall. He was starting high school and it seemed all very forbidding to him.
"Tenth Graders, all tenth graders, please take a seat at the front of the hall," the principle of the school waited while everyone scrambled to get a seat where they and all their friends could sit. Edward was distracted as he noticed a girly looking guy enter the hall.
Winry Rockbell, who was trying to get Ed's attention, followed his gaze. Soon, the whole of Rizenbool high was staring at the newcomer.
He stood up straight and walked to the front, oblivious to everyone's stare.
"TENTH GRADERS, ALL TENTH GRADERS!"
The tenth graders all carried on searching for places and for a few late friends.
"Ed! How are ya?"
Ed jerked in the direction of his best friend. A smile lit his face, "Winry!"
"Did you see that guy!" she gushed, blushing slightly,
"Yeah, probably gay," he scoffed, "What?" he asked Winry, seeing that she had suddenly gone even redder,
"It's… very hot today. Let's get a seat," she grabbed his arm before he could protest, and dragged him to the last few vacant seats.
"Other new students. Other new students, please go to the back of the hall," Edward ignored the principle's deep voice and cocked his head to the side, closing his eyes.
"His name is Jealousy," Ed's eye twitched, what a stupid name. He hoped the guy had beat up his parents for calling him that. The girl that was behind him carried on talking to her friends, "Apparently he's from another planet. That's why his hair is green."
"But your hair is purple,"
"That's different."
Edward started wondering if this girl was right in the head, "Is he really!" one of her friends replied. No sound was heard, but from the "wows" she was receiving, she had nodded her head.
"What about that guy?"
"Huh? What guy?"
"That one, the short one."
Ed's eye started twitching again, and a fine stream of steam was coming out of his ears,
"I don't see anyone,"
"There, you freak,"
"Where!"
"Right in front of you!"
Silence.
"Oooh! There. What about him?"
Her friend gave a frustrated sound. Winry was holding Ed back.
"He's quite cute," another voice, "even though he's so puny."
Winry could hold Ed no longer, "WHO D'YA CALL A BEAN THAT YOU COULD PLANT AND WOULD STILL NEVER GROW!" Ed was on the edge of the back of the chair, fuming and shaking his fists.
The girls just raised their eyebrows at him, and carried on filing their nails. One even had the decency to flip her hair at him. He mistook the flirty gesture for one of ignorance.
"ED!" Edward saw to late, and he fell. He lay there for a bit, wishing the ground would swallow him whole. When it was apparent that the ground was not hungry, he got up, his face burning.
"ENOUGH!" the principle bellowed loudly through the microphone, "You will be sorted into your classes now, in alphabetical order," moans were heard throughout the hall, but the man just carried on, "There will be seven classes of you, 22 to a class, making a total of 154 of you," the principle paused to wipe his brow, this was going to be a fantastic year.
"You will get along with your class, no changing and no fighting. Or the worst punishment will be bestowed upon thy,"
"Looking at your face is punishment enough," a laugh rippled through the students, and the principle glared at the pupils. Unfortunately, he did not know who had said it.
Edward turned to the voice and saw "Jealousy" sitting with his arms folded, rocking on a chair, and a smirk on his face. He seemed to be looking straight at Ed. Ed gulped and turned his focus back on the principle. But he could still feel the other boy's gaze on him.
"I'm going to hand over to the deputy principle now, Ms Paony,"
"Thank you, Mr. Howards, today is orientation day," the grade looked at each other, perplexed, who was this teacher?
"Therefore, after sorting out your classes, break starts, then we come back here and play some fun games to get to know each other!" a huge amount of catcalls were heard. Edward turned to look at Jealousy again, to see if he had contributed to it. It seemed he had.
The green haired boy observed the blonde boy. He had difficulty seeing him through the amount of fans he had accumulated already. As the new lady droned on in the most annoying voice ever, he wondered what the boys surname was.
"O.K! Let's get sorted! You will see a letter above various destinations. Whatever class you are in, you are to go there."
She ruffled through a few papers, then called, "Abbots, Sarah,"
The purple haired girl stood up smartly, leaving her friends, hugging each one in turn,
"No, don't go," her friend sounded like she was going to burst out in tears at any moment,
"But I have to. I'm sorry,"
Ms Paony rolled her eyes, "You done yet?"
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"Eggyon, Peter. Next class, class B." Edward sat up in his chair. Winry smiled at the young boy,
"Well, I'll see you at break?"
"Yeah."
"Elric, Edward." Edward got up and walked to the back door, where a large B was placed. As he passed Jealousy, his legs scraped against his. It seemed as if Jealousy had straightened up on purpose just then,
"Elric, Envy." Edward paused to wonder who had the same surname as him, then carried on walking,
"Bye, Envy!"
"Bye," a voice right behind Ed made him jump, "You are Edward?"
"Yeah," he turned to see Jealousy,
"I'm Envy. We're in the same class,"
"Envy… at least it's better than Jealousy," Ed mumbled,
"Sorry?"
"Oh, er, nothing." Envy raised his eyebrow at this. Did he just hear that the boy thought his name was Jealousy? He would have beat up his parents if they had tried to name him that.
Edward dragged his bag on the floor as he walked lazily to the door,
"Stop that," Envy sounded annoyed,
"No."
Next moment, Ed found that his bag was forced onto his shoulder by Envy, with a very annoyed, yet strangely cute face right in front of his,
"O,k, jeez…" Ed leapt back at the sudden closeness, covering it up with his own annoyance. He heard a soft sigh, and then padded feet patting lightly on the ground, following him. He was tempted to let the bag slide casually to the ground again, but asked himself why. He didn't want the boy's face right up in front of his again.
I mean, why would he?...
T.B.C
A/n: Yes, Envy is a guy. Got a problem with that? Huh? Huh? Thought not…
does anyone that is reading my story think that Envy is a girl? I would just like to know, and know why.
Next chapter will be up at the 10 review mark, or 2 weeks from now. Your choice.
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Ja ne,
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