A/N: Whoopee! I'm writing my FMA AU High fic I'm soooo happy to start this thing!
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA T.T. I AM in the making of my own original fiction though
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CHAPTER 1: WHAT THEY SAY
Highschool, they say they're the best years of your lives but I don't know...
I mean, I've already experienced one madness-filled year. Yeah, it didn't exactly go over well.
If you've understood a word that I'm saying then you're probably getting the impression that my freshman year was sucky. The usual getting my lunch money stolen, getting bullied by the older kids. Of course, this doesn't happen to everyone. It was because of...ahem... height related reasons.
But now summer's ending and I'll have to start my crappy new year as a sophomore. Plus I'll have to drive this year and we all know that I'm a reckless driver. I can't help it if I knock down a few school walls!
Well, at least I'll have my friends with me... right?
-Edward Elric, 1 day before the first day of school
"Dammit! I can't believe I'm late!"
"Well I tried to wake you up! It's your own fault that now all three of us are late!"
"WHAT! My fault! It's your fault you didn't yell loud enough!"
"SHUT UP SHORTY! What kind of argument is that anyways! I didn't yell loud enough my ass!"
"WHO'RE YOU CALLING AN ANT SO SMALL THAT–"
"Brother, Winry! Fighting isn't going to solve anything, it will only make us even later!" Alphonse Elric sighed as he hesitantly moved from in between his brother and childhood friend. He was right. Ed and Winry stopping in the middle of the sidewalk to pointlessly argue was only going to make them later.
After a few incoherent grumbles from Edward as the threesome continued onto the school, Central High, which was quite a walk from Ed, Al, and Winry's neighborhood (thus the need to get up early).
"I feel really sorry for you Al," Winry twisted her head to the side as they approached the school, "You'll be late on your first day ever and it's all thanks to your genius brother." Ed gave a scowl as Al tried to smile nervously, and they all hustled inside.
They were greeted by the sight of faded-red lockers lining the drab walls. A few ruffled looking freshmen were still hurrying to their lockers before heading off to class.
Winry swiftly pulled out a neatly-folded schedule and began to look over it. "Alright, I've got math first period, you?"
"Huh?" Ed looked confused and Winry sighed, exasperated.
"Your first period ED. What is it?" she repeated through gritted teeth.
Edward threw her a quick glare before finally sorting through his things and pulling out a crumpled up piece of paper. "Same, I have math first."
"Um. Alright, I'll see you guys later then," Al beamed as he hurried down to his locker.
Realizing that they were very very late as well, the other two quickly rushed off to their 1st period classroom.
They were expecting whoever was teaching the class to instantly blow up at them and then send them to Principal Bradley's office where there would some sort of long, winded lecture about their tardiness; basically containing different variations of the same sentence.
Instead they walked into a tired looking class and in a moment they discovered why...
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"So then when my beautiful wife, Gracia, made her pie... Oh! Her pie is the BEST! You should really try it sometime! Well anyways, then my little girl, who has the cutest little voice– oh! Here, I'll call her up and you can hear her!"
"Mr. Hughes..." A student in the front row warily lifted his head up to look up at the excited man, "Aren't we supposed to be... you know... learning?"
"Huh?" The math teacher turned cheerily at his place by the reciever, phone in hand.
"Yeah, Winry over there's already asleep," the boy pointed to the snoozing blonde.
"Really?" Maes Hughes looked slightly puzzled for an instant before glancing in the direction the student had pointed to.
"Yes, really," the exasperated voice of Edward interrupted. This teacher was clueless wasn't he? What kind of idiot hired this man in the first place? Ed felt more like giving the man a good punch in the face than sleeping at the moment.
However he did end up falling asleep as well a few minutes after Maes started to show them the first of his picture albums. And when he woke up it was only because a huge stack of papers were placed (with utmost zeal) on his desk.
"Hey Edward! Can you pass these out?" asked the ecstatic math teacher.
"uhhm...sure..." Ed slowly got up from his seat and put the papers on each desk, slamming down a fist alongside on each one to wake the person sitting there up.
So, this class was like nap-time in pre-school, and then they got a bunch of math homework later...
Great...
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"School's great! I wonder why brother seemed so down about it," Alphonse wondered aloud as he strolled down the halls, happily headed towards his next class. His teachers were all nice to him and he had friends from his old school there as well, so he had plenty of people to relate to. In fact; all he had to do was calmly explain to the teacher why he was late.
Besides, all the teachers are pretty lenient on the first day of school.
"WAH!" Al fell to the ground, all the things he had been carrying scattering across the linolium covered floors.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" A raven haired girl replied, scuffling to pick up his things, "I guess I wasn't watching where I was going and..."
"Oh, no it's my fault. I guess I wasn't either," he replied lightly, trying to straighten out his now very messy hair.
"Well, I better get going! We're both going to be late," she handed him his things and stood up, curls bouncing along her back as she rushed off to class.
He couldn't help but wonder why she looked so farmiliar...
After a minute of mindless staring, Al stood up as well and headed for class.
Maybe highschool was even better than he thought.
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"Meh, what do you have next Win?" Edward asked listlessly as he took a gigantic bite out of his messy chip-stuffed sandwich.
"Reading. You?" Winry winced as he took another bite of his lunch, causing an ear-shattering crunch. "Ugh, you really shouldn't be making your own lunches you know," she stated, as she took a small bite out of her own sandwich.
"Well, it's better than the food here and it's not like mom can make it..." he trailed off and paused for a moment to just stare blankly at his meal before setting it down on a napkin.
"Hmm, yeah. How's she doing?" Winry asked, setting down her own lunch as well.
"Not well, more chemotherapy. The doctor says she's really weak." Edward sighed.
"Oh..." There was a moment of unbearable silence before she started to speak again. "So, how do you think Al's doing?" she asked, trying to change the subject.
"Well, I met up with him in the hall after second period English and he looked fine. A little distracted though if you ask me," he replied, cheerier, and sandwich now abandoned. He was happy for his brother even if he was having a horrible first day.
"Oh really?" Winry replied, raising an eyebrow in curiousity.
"I know exactly what that eyebrow raise 'oh really' combination means Winry! You think it's girls don't you?" He grunted dissaprovingly as Winry scowled at the sound of him mimicking her voice.
"Geez, Edward," Ed glared at her for a moment, trying not to create a scene in the middle of the cafeteria. "What do you care if it's girls? Is it because he's maturing faster than you or something? I mean if you really look at it he's: one, taller and two, now he's taking an interest in girls. Is something wrong with being a normal teenage boy?"
"He's only an inch taller than me," the blonde-haired teen retorted, "And what do I care about the girl... thing. I like girls too..."
"Right and that's why you're so annoyed whenever any girl comes near you. You cringe for god's sake!"
"WINRY! IT'S JUST BECAUSE THEY'RE ALL A BUNCH OF MORONS, FAWNING OVER A BUNCH OF LOSER GUYS!" he yelled, attracting lots of attention to himself as he did so. Edward sat back down, lowering his voice to an annoyed whisper, "Besides, any time I get near a girl you glare at her mercilessly!"
The girl gave him an angry look. "Fine," she managed to say, "I won't ask him about it then. I really think asking Al would be all in good fun though. It will lessen the embarrassment to learn about what you get into."
The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. There was a rustle of papers and various brown bags being crumpled up as the students strived to get to class on time and avoid the ever popular speech their teachers would probably give.
"Fine then! I don't care!" Ed replied angrily, grabbing his sandwich and suddenly shoving the rest in his mouth. "GOOB IY DEN!"
"Sure, see you later Ed," Winry answered with an eyeroll as they split into different directions.
"OE'RE OU CALLIN A ORNY LITTLE ERVERT!" he attempted to yell while still eating the unbelievably hard-to-chew sandwich. Winry just smiled at him.
"I didn't say that."
He had brought his things to lunch and just stuffed them under the table so he had no need to go to his locker as he headed for the senior science class. He was a "child prodigy" in school, especially in science and math. They even considered him for highschool classes even earlier by moving him up several grades, but he wanted to stay with Winry. It would be hard to go through school without his best friend. Thus he and the rest of his family decided it would be best to stay the way he was.
However he wanted more challenging scientific classes after taking the incredibly easy freshman class, so he was taking the senior class this year.
Edward stalked into the room and took a seat in one of the empty chairs. He took in his surroundings, first and foremost wondering what all the girls were fawning over... he soon found out.
"Hello, my name is Roy Mustang and I will be your science teacher this year." came a voice from the front of the room which in "girl's" terms would be described as deep and mysterious. They would probably refer to his looks as the classic, "Tall, dark, and handsome".
He cringed at the thought.
Ed blew at one of the strands of hair in his face and looked around, in complete boredom searching for at least one girl who wasn't so shallow. He wished Winry were here. At least she wouldn't be caught dead looking like a puddle of goo.
"Sorry I'm late Sir."
In stepped a girl with straight, black hair.
"Name?" Mustang inquired.
"Lyra," she replied, taking the seat next to Edward. Well there was one, but this Lyra girl seemed so serious...And as he settled down more into his chair he felt a pair of eyes boring into him.
It was kind of creepy...
"Okay then." And so Mustang started the lesson. Edward raised his hand nearly every time but was never called on. What was this guy's problem? He could at least let Edward answer once!
After awhile Edward noticed a pattern: This blonde kid in front of him was being called on everytime!
And then the realization hit him. Mustang couldn't see him in the first place! That one guy was blocking the teacher's view. Damn his stupid height!
Ed spent most of that period glaring at the back of the guys head as the teacher explained something about something... that is until Mustang rudely interrupted him by setting a piece of paper on his desk. It was some sheet going over the things they had learned etc. In school work, probably to see "where the students were" or some shit like that.
Even though Edward hadn't been listening much, it was a pretty simple lesson. Something he and Al had learned from his teacher when they were kids who just barely got the concept, but then understood it after a nice, long 'time to think'.
"Here," he grumbled as handed the paper half-heartedly to Mustang and the teacher mentally checked over the answers.
"Nice job, you got most of the questions right. And here I was, giving you tomorrow's pop quiz all because I thought you weren't paying attention. But then again, I couldn't exactly tell. You're so short after all." he smirked and the class giggled in responce, handing Edward back his paper.
Edward walked back to his seat and mentally imagined Mustang being fired...
"Hi, my names Russel Tringham," the blonde-haired boy sitting in front of him suddenly turned around. "I've heard a lot about you. Edward Elric right?"
Edward just nodded without interest.
"I'm a freshman here. Nice to meet you." Russell held out his hand for Ed to shake but reluctantly pulled his hand away after getting no answer from the boy. Damn! He was one year younger and already so much taller!
The bell rang, and so the students placed their papers in a stack on Mustangs desk.
As Ed passed through the halls, Lyra caught up with him and tapped him softly on the shoulder.
"Hi, I'm, um, Lyra. I was just, um, wondering if you'd like to... to... have lunch tomorrow?" she asked nervously.
Edward was perplexed at the girl's sudden interest but tried to reply quickly anyways.
"Um, sure. You're a sophomore right? Otherwise we would have different lunch schedules. Seniors and sophmores don't have the same schedule--"
"Yes!"
"Okay then, why don't you sit with me and Winry?" he answered. At least he'd made one new friend on his first day back.
But who's Winry? Lyra wondered at the same time.
Was she a possible obstacle? Because nothing would stand in her way, she would make sure of it.
"Sure," the dark-haired girl replied before walking away towards her next class.
This year's obsession: Edward Elric, child prodigy. She wanted to be just like him, be as smart as him and excel to the highest level.
Lyra couldn't help that a slightly obsessive crush came with it.
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The rest of the day went along pretty well though Edward felt as though he was being followed, Al was distracted by hormones, and Winry had to constantly yell at the two for being weird (especially Ed, even though he really wasn't doing anything in the first place).
"Hey Winry!" Ed hollered at his friend as she walked out of the school with Nelly and Paninya at her side.
"Coming!" she yelled back as she dashed over to the two boys.
And as they walked back to their neighborhood everything seemed just a little bit stranger than that morning.
But if what they say is true than that had to be on account that this must have been the best day ever.
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A/N: So there you go! Al is starting to like girls (it's not an OC, don't worry) and Ed seems to have a stalker.
Don't worry, Winry'll get herself into some problem soon...
-Phyco girl