Notes:
-tis based off the MANGA, not the anime, so be warned
-most of the Sins are pretty OOC, but not very much
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Chapter 1: Different Settings
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"Ed gets up! We have to go to school!"
The teen rolled over in bed, turning his head away from the light, and tried to ignore his brother's calls.
"Ed hurry! It's the first day of school and it's already 6:15!"
Ed bolted up in bed, blankets flying, and started dressing at top speed, cursing himself for not remembering.
Dammit! It's bad enough that I'm coming in the middle of the year; I can't be late my first day!
It was Ed and his brother Al's first day at Central High, also known as the first day back after winter break. And they did not want to make themselves stand out anymore than they already would.
Ed ran out of his room, pulling on his gloves, and grabbed five pieces out of the bowl of fruit Al had set out for breakfast. His brother was currently using the bathroom, so Ed ate quickly and made himself some coffee.
When Al emerged from the bathroom, Ed raced in, quickly getting ready. He brushed and braided his hair, ran out to chug his coffee, then brushed his teeth (Coffee breath bad, first impressions matter).
At precisely 6:45, both brothers were packed and ready to go, and they hurried out of their apartment into the parking garage, getting in Ed's black sedan.
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About twenty minutes later, they parked in the lot at the back of the school, and walked into the building. They'd been inside the school before when they were getting their transfer, so they knew the way to the office.
Walking in, Al smiled at the woman sitting there.
"Hi, I'm Alphonse Elric, and this is my brother, Edward Elric. We're new here," said Al.
The lady smiled at him. "Hello Alphonse, Edward. I'll print out your schedules and give you each a map of the school."
"Thank you," smiled Al, nudging Ed in the ribs.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Thanks," muttered Ed. He really hated administrators.
The woman at the desk handed the brothers their schedules. "Here you are! Now here's a few things you should know. Our school has 8 periods, but you only have four each day. You have 1st-4th period on A days, and 5th-8th period on B days. So you know, today is a B day, so you're going to go to 5th-8th period. Our principle is Mr. King Bradley-yes King is his real first name," the admin said chastisingly as Ed snorted at the principle's name, " If you have any questions later on, just ask me. My name is Ms. Lust."
Ed turned to leave, but Al grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.
"What are we supposed to do before class starts?" asked Al, remembering seeing a bunch of people walking into the gym.
"Well- you guys are a junior and a sophomore right?"
The brothers nodded.
"In the mornings, juniors go to the large gym (AN, there's two gyms, a large one and a small one), and sophomores go to the cafeteria. Any more questions?"
Ed shook his head and stalked out the door, heading to the large gym. Al thanked the woman and took after his brother.
"Brother! You shouldn't be so rude to people! Ms. Lust was being nice to us!" Al scolded.
Ed rolled his eyes. "Please, Al. I know what those people are like, and I was perfectly in line. Now lets get to wherever we're supposed to be okay?"
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Ed walked into the large gym, and was a bit disoriented.
The gym was big, and tall bleachers had been extended into the corner of it. What was intimidating was that the bleachers were packed with people, students sitting on all the levels, talking, gossiping, hanging out, and listening to music.
Ed stood there for a moment, and then started walking across the gym floor. Spying a corner with mostly empty seats against the far wall, Ed quickened his pace and started heading over there.
He didn't get far before someone called, "Hey you! Shouldn't you be with the rest of the freshman?"
Ed narrowed his eyes, and looked around for whoever was yelling at him. A guy with short black hair in the middle of the top row was smirking at him.
Deciding to ignore the idiot, Ed kept walking, and after seeing that no adults were in the gym, flicked off the bastard. A wave of "Ooooo"s flooded the middle section, torn apart by taunting laughter.
Thoroughly pissed off, Ed collapsed on a seat next to the far wall, leaning back against the cold paint, and closing his eyes. Damn prep calling me short. Ugh. I hate it here already. I hope Al's having a better time than me.
Thankfully, the people he was sitting near didn't seem to notice him, and so Ed sat there in peace until a teacher yelled something and everyone stood up and started heading out the door. Ed was right next to one, so once he got over his surprise, he walked out of it.
The door led to a side parking lot, and Ed went in the general direction of everyone else.
The current led to a side entrance into the school's courtyard, and Ed walked through the hallway.
"Students, just a reminder, go to your homeroom to get your schedules. Students, please go to your homeroom," came a voice over the intercom.
Homeroom? What the hell? thought Ed. Turning into a bathroom, Ed pulled out his map and schedule.
Curtis, room 212. Where the hell is that?
Ed looked at his map and groaned. Room 212 was upstairs on the opposite side of the school. Shoving his stuff back into his bag, Ed hurried up the main staircase around the corner, and hurried to the room.
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Was that the bell? Ed thought, looking up at the clock in the middle of the hall. 7:30. Shit, it was.
Ed hurried along the hallway, and finally spotted his homeroom. Thankfully the door was open, so he went in, slowing his run to a walk a few feet before going in.
The teacher wasn't there yet, and the people inside were talking, so none of them really noticed when Ed slunk in and took a seat at the back of the class. He knew a few people at Central High, but none of them seemed to be in here.
Of course knowing them, they wouldn't be ones to get to school on time, Ed thought, smiling to himself.
The teacher (Ms. Curtis?), entered the room. She was tall, had dark cornrow-like braids pulled into a ponytail, pale skin, and had a red tattoo of the Flamel on her chest. Her eyes scanned the room, then she walked to her desk and sat down behind a computer.
"Yao!" she called abruptly. The guy sitting in front of Ed stood up quickly.
"Here," he replied.
The teacher continued calling roll, going reverse alphabetical. Ed zoned out, not paying attention to any of the names, therefore missing the ones that were familiar to him.
Finally the teacher finished, and Ed realized his name hadn't been called. He raised his hand tentatively. Ms. Curtis saw him, and then blinked with confusion.
"What the- Who are you?" she said, without any regard to tact.
Dammit, thought Ed.
"I just transferred here. Um, you didn't call my name so…" Ed trailed off.
Ms. Curtis tilted her head to one side, then her eyes suddenly widened.
"Shit!" she cried. Ed was startled, but none of the other students seemed phased.
"Ah dammit," came from the front desk. The class turned back to their teacher and Ms. Curtis emerged from the pile of paperwork she was currently rummaging through, holding a form aloft.
"Here we are! I read this and forgot about it. I'm sorry. Would you come up here, and introduce yourself, Edward?" Ms. Curtis' voice was friendly, but she was sending him an impossible to refuse death glare.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit… Ed walked to the front of the room and turned to face the class.
Aware that the entire class was scrutinizing him, Ed suddenly saw himself through their eyes.
He was wearing a long red cloak with the Flamel on the back, had long blonde braided hair, was wearing steel knuckled black gloves, had on a tight black shirt with the words "Please go AWAY" on it in blood-like red print, black leather pants, and large black platform boots.
Basically, he was the freaky punk/goth kid who probably transferred in for beating someone up. And Ed had enough people who hated him tell him that to his face to know that most of the people staring at him thought that.
"Hi. I'm Edward Elric, I'm a junior, and I transferred here with my brother," Ed said quickly, wanting to leave the front of the class.
"Hey!!!! EDO-KUN!!!!" screamed someone in the back. Ed's eyes widened in relief.
A tall, older guy with short spiked black hair, small fake glasses, a spiked collar, a skin-tight black shirt, loose black pants, and a white furry vest was waving at him like a maniac.
In other words, the Sin was his welcoming committee.
"Greed? Hi!" Ed answered the senior happily. Greed was one of the few people he knew at Central High, and was his best friend's adopted older brother and distant relative.
Ms. Curtis ignored the two's exchange, though most of the other people in the class were looking from gang member to transfer in confusion.
Ed was going back to his seat, when something large and heavy suddenly flew in his direction. Ed dove to the side, landing in fighting stance, arms raised and knees bent to lunge. Then the strangest thing happened.
Ms. Curtis started clapping.
"Bravo, Edward, good job. You are the only student I've ever had whose dodged whatever I've thrown at them the first time. Very nice. Now go on, sit down."
Ed quickly sank into his seat, trying to blank out the murmuring that ensued as soon as he wasn't in front anymore.
Greed hurriedly picked up his stuff and moved to sit in front of Ed, nudging the "Yao" guy over so he directly in front of Ed.
"Hey Edo! What's up? I'm sorry Envy isn't here today, he was recovering from a fight he got into, and is coming in late for "personal reasons". He's in this homeroom though. But enough about Envy, how's life?" asked Greed, the speed of his voice increasing.
Ed smiled. "Pretty alright. This school is confusing. I got here late because I couldn't find the room."
"How's Al?"
"He's good. Aside from being the new kids, life's pretty alright," Ed replied, conveniently forgetting about the stack of bills, and the bastard.
The "Yao" guy turned around, examining Ed closely.
"Wait, did you say you were friends with Envy?" he asked cautiously.
"Yeah, he's like my best friend. Why?"
The other guy's face broke into a grin. "I'm a friend of his, Ling Yao. Nice to meet you Edward."
Ed rolled his eyes. "Call me Ed. I hate being called Edward, it's so booooring. Cool meeting you."
The three talked through most of homeroom, and when the bell finally rang, Ed knew that even though nothing had actually been said, he had been debriefed.
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Envy will show up in the next chapter. Winry will emerge in a few chapters as well. Al won't be making too many appearances I'm afraid. I really don't like Al too much. There's hardly any insight into his character like the other's have.
Gang wars are going to be fun. And even though I started this fict with Connections, intending it to be a simple romance AU, it is rapidly evolving into a gang war.
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Check out this story's sister fict, "Connections", also by me. Tis from Winry's POV, and is ahead of this story (Winry starts school 3 weeks later than Ed due to flight delays, so her story is forward in time).
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If you like, review. Otherwise I'll think you guys don't like me…
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actually, I'll just think your being like me, and convince myself your just too lazy to review. Some feedback would be like though.