FMA high

Emily is your average anime fan she is starting high school and realizes her school is a pawn in the homunculi's game. Can Emily over throw this corrupt school or will she lose and simply fall victim like the others? This idea came to me because my school very well could be like this one. Rated T because I am paranoid. Please R&R and thank you for reading. And I do not own FMA.

Hi everyone sadly I start school in less than a week so updates will become less frequent but the story is finished so I will update at least once a week. Thank you for reading.

Chapter 1

Starting school

The car slowed to a stop and I stared out my window up at the tall building. I was excited but at the same time I was terrified.

"Are you alright?" my mom asked a hint of humor in her voice.

"Yes," I squeaked. My nerves finally got to me. I had been excited about going to high school but now that I'm here I'm terrified. I could see a small church right beside it. I could smell the flowers that surrounded the building. And I could see small path twisting and turning in the church yard behind the school. I guess that I should have suspected as much from a catholic girls school.

"Relax It won't be that bad. I remember when I was a freshman." My mom comforted. "Now hurry up you'll be late." I opened the car door and walked to the building. I could hear the cars rush past on the street behind me. I opened the door and recognized the stairway in front of me from when I shadowed. The classes are on the second and third floor, the first floor should be the cafeteria and office, and the basement was part cafeteria and ½ storage depending on what door you went through. Obviously students not allowed, if I recalled correctly. The stairwell was painted yellow and the metal on the stairs was brown. The place looked dingy I guess the fact the school was 80 years old showed through.

"Hello," someone said from behind me. I spun around and saw the dean of the school I was told on my shadow day to call her miss. H. she had pretty brown hair green eyes she was skinny and was wearing a suite. She looked kind of familiar but I wasn't sure where I had seen her, probably on the shadow day.

"Hello," I said hurriedly I wish I could do a better job masking my fidgety self, why did I have to be so shy? She gave me a kind smile and said amused.

"So your Emily right, a new freshmen?" I nodded my brown hair flipping as I moved even slightly. She smiled and said. "No need to be shy, are you lost?" I shook my head.

"No," I replied my voice giving. She smiled at me and said.

"Come on I will escort you to class." She led me down the first floor hallway which confused me because my class was on the third floor. When we where ½ way down the hallway a woman came out from the office. She looked about 60. I could smell her flower perfume. "Headmistress Martinez," Miss. H. greeted. The headmistress looked at me and said.

"Is this one of the freshmen?"

"Yes this is Emily," Miss. H answered. "I have a feeling she is going to be special." The headmistress smiled at me and said.

"Well welcome to our school, you can call me Dr. M."

"I'm just taking her to class I don't want her to miss homeroom." Miss. H said and walked me over to the second staircase identical to the first. Up to the third floor and took me to class. "Have fun," she said as she walked away. I took a deep breath and walked inside and took a seat at an empty desk just as the teacher with dark hair he was maybe 30 had dark brown eyes went up to the front of the chalk board.

"Hello class I am Mr. Taylor you can call me Mr. T if you would like."

"Hello Mr. T." the class said in union.

"Well I think I will give you this period to talk and get to know people." We all nodded and spun to the person sitting beside us and began talking. But most of the kids knew each other I didn't know anyone. Well this was a new school a new start might as well get started on making it better then my old school I don't want a repeat of that. I turned to the girl sitting behind me introduced myself and asked her if she liked anime.

"What's that?" she responded.

"It's basically Japanese cartoons they are really cool." She gave me a fake smile and nodded as if she cared and turned back to her other friends. I heard her say something about weird-o and I sat back down and rested my head on my arms like a pillow. I don't belong here. These girls are preppy and care more about makeup then learning. I could tell already the way most of them were talking I had heard it all before. Just like my old school.

"I like anime," I heard someone say. I looked up to see a tall girl with light brown hair and green eyes. I felt like she was able to read my mind because the next thing she did was give me a sympathetic look and said "do you want to talk?" she sat down on my left and looked at me. "I'm Kaitlyn but you can call me Kate."

"I'm Emily," I said "What animes do you watch?"

"Inuyasha, FMA, Code Geass, case closed, scrapped princess and others I can't remember right now. What animes do you watch?"

"Mostly the same, Inuyasha, FMA, scrapped princess, princess Mononoke, howls moving castle, spirited away, ECT."

"I love FMA and princess Mononoke!" she exclaimed instantly I could tell we were going to get along. We spent the entire class talking and after class we realized we had the exact same schedule except for one period where I would go to choir and she would go to Spanish. Easy As for the two of us, it wouldn't be so easy if it was flipped. We both enjoyed Literature and writing and gym.

After my first class we went to Lit class where we learned what we would be learning about. What we would be reading and so on, the teacher seemed to teach great but we both got a vibe she didn't like teenagers she liked little kids. She tended to treat us as if we were second class to them. After Lit was history, to be more specific ancient civilization Egypt, Rome, Mayans ECT. I found it exciting. Then religion class very new to me because I never learned it before, I know they always say nuns are mean and cruel but a nun was the teacher and she was really nice and didn't like giving us As so she would kick it up to an A+ she simply couldn't hurt a fly.

Thank heavens fifth period was lunch! We all walked to the first floor and set up already separated into groups that I could see most of them were going to break in only a week or two.

"Watch out its Envy," I said in mock fear and pointed to a palm tree standing in the corner. Kate laughed and said

"He's not even wearing a disguise it's his true form of a palm tree." We both laughed and walk towards the door. I could have sworn I saw an anime pulse on the palm tree…probably my imagination. We got our lunches we sat down at a table only a few tables away from the palm tree. I looked out across the tables, deciding how many friendships were temporary. I gained a good eye for it.

"Stupid isn't it," Kate said. "I doubt most of them will last a week. They keep talking about class unity but we both know that preppy school spirit is going to crash and burn in…not long." I looked at her she hadn't even glanced at me she kept her head down while she ate.

"Yea, look over there," poor Molly isn't even in the conversation. She is quite while the others are load and obnoxious and I can see they are more concentrated on talking about boys then realizing she is sitting on the edge of the table without a word."

"It makes me sick to watch them ignore her." Kate commented. We exchanged looks and walked over to Molly.

"Want to sit with us?" we asked. She smiled and took a last glance at her table before she stood up and came to sit with us. We actually involved her in the conversation. We didn't talk about anime because Molly wasn't a fan but Molly was nice…I'm sure we can find an anime for her to like. After lunch was algebra one math has always been a strong suite of mine and I managed to keep ahead easily mostly because the teacher Mr. Brandon was a great teacher and regularly would tell us stories about interesting things from the discovery shows. After algebra was study hall then choir then chemistry a science I called my mortal enemy. But oddly enough Dr. M was the teacher. After that the day was over and we all went home to freedom.

As the days passed and school went from new and exciting to regular and boring, we learned we can get all the teachers to let us talk the whole period as long as it was a constructive talk. Such as history talks, new discoveries, Christianity and so on. I instantly became teacher's pet again, probably has to do with the fact I volunteer and keep quiet, I grew up learning to respect and listen and learn which really helps in school.

It was probably my fifth day when it became new and scary again I was called down to the principal's office. I walked in and saw a man sitting behind the desk. The room was nicely furnished and had leather chairs and carpet the wood desk he sat behind looked large and expensive there were swords hanging from the wall. Fake of course.

"You asked to see me Principle Bradley?" I asked, realizing where I knew that name from. He nodded. He had an eye patch black hair a green eye. I couldn't stop staring at the eye patch.

"Yes I was told by the other teachers that you seem reliable and I wanted to know if you could help miss. H Dr. M and myself with something."

"Of course sir, what is it?"

"Well we would like to know if you could participate in the after school cleaning program. We don't have enough students and we would like you to help." I nodded then my response came out before I could stop it.

"What happened to your eye?" instantly my eyes lit with horror and I covered my mouth feeling myself blush I felt like a rude idiot. He laughed and said.

"I was in the army there was…an accident." I nodded and he dismissed me. I was at the door when he called back. "One last thing can you please go tell Dr. M that you decided to help?" I nodded and walked out the door. Now I was freaked out. That was the first time I saw the principle and he had a striking resemblance to furor king Bradley in FMA and he even had the same name. I walked over to the headmistress office and walked in.

"Hello Dr. M," she smiled at me and asked.

"Yes Emily?"

"Dr. Bradley wanted me to inform you I joined the after school program." I informed. She smiled and said.

"Thank you." Miss. H said she was standing behind her and I remembered who she looked like, anime sloth. And Dr. M looked like old lady Dante. This was really beginning to freak me out. I walked back to class and told Kate about it. She thought about it and agreed.

"Defiantly weird…have you heard about the girl who went missing from this school 70 years ago? She was kidnapped no one knows who but she was walking to the store on a Sunday and she never returned. No one connected it with the school but…if the homunculi are in control who knows." I nodded.

"It is a definite possibility I can't believe I just thought that." I said and though about it. "We need to stop imagining things. FMA is an anime and nothing more these are coincidences end of story." She nodded and the bell rang. Time to go to my new job 2 hours of cleaning, yahoo, that was something called sarcasm, I use it a lot. I didn't I know that cleaning was the least of my worries.