Tales of Ms.Lomans art class!

Chapter one:The craziness of it all...

Disclaimer: Nothing in this belongs to me.Not the school.Not Ed.Not Al.Not the crazied chinese people in the next chapter >> just me and brita.thats All!

Brita and Sam both enterted the building at their local jr./high school.S.C.P.A, ah the blue sky was a tender array of blues and whites.The lovely smell in the air would have anyone bowing to their knees.Sam and Brita got to a table just before the other students piled into the class room.

Sam: So Brita-chan,you wouldn't happen to know where Ed is, would you?

Brita: Nani? Well actually...

Sam looks at Brita, puzzled by her reaction. Until finally a metal fist had slammed into her head, causing her to cry a bit in detress.

Ed stood behind her,looking slightly annoyed.he leaned a bit into the young gal's face,and sighed and pulled back

Ed: And here I thought I would escape this class with a bit of peace. Just one hour at the most... of peace.

Sam: And here I thought I'd escape this class with all my braincells!

Ed: Ha,serves you right! I've got no time for your gestures. sigh why do I even bother following you if all your going to do is glomp,hug,ect. annoy me?

Sam: Why are you asking me? I'm not psycic you know!

Ed: You said you were the last time I came!

The teacher came to and told Edward to sit down and keep his yap shut.
Sam sighed a bit as Ed sat next to her.

Ed: So whats the project today?

Brita: Its painting Ed,and well...

Ed: well what?

Brita: Your elbows kinda...in the paint..

Ed: Nani!

Ed looked down to his elbow..and sure enough.

Sam started to laugh as Ed fell out his chair, gnawing away at his coat in an attempt to get the paint stained cloth off of him.

Sam: Okay okay,I'll help you Ed,just stop that!You're gonna kill me in comedy!

Sam pulled off Ed's coat for him while Brita helped him up and sat him back down.Ed sighed and poked Sam as she sat back down.

Sam: What in the world was that for?

Ed: Nothing. You're just fun to poke

Sam shook her head

Sam:I do wonder Ed, I seriously do

Ed: Wonder 'bout what?

Sam: Thats simple,about the size of your brain

Ed took his fist and slammed it into Sam's head,possibly rattling a few brain cells in the process.

Sam:OW!why you...

Sam poked Ed back, Ed flinched a bit and poked her back.

Sam: This is getting nowhere.

Brita: Why don't you sing sam?

Ed: Spare..me..

Brita: Shush ed!

Sam shruged and started humming the beginning of Almost by BFS

Sam: I almost got drunk at school at 14 where I almost made out with the homecoming king who almost went on to Mr.Texas but lost to a slut with much bigger umm...somethings!
and I almost dropped outta school to move to L.A where I was almost famous for almost a day And I almost had you, but I guess that doesn't cut it Almost loved you.I almost wished you wouldda loved me too

Sam started to dance around the table, thankfully the teacher was out of the room on an errand. Ed sighed a bit, this time not in annoyance, which was new.

Sam: I almost held up a grocuery store where I almost did five years and then seven more cause I almost got popped for a fight with a thug cause he almost made off with a bunch of good drugs that Ialmost got hooked on cause you ran away, and I wish I wouldda had the nerve to ask you to stay!

And I almost had you, but I guess that doesn't cut it I almost had you ,and I didn't even know it you kept me guessing and now I'm destined to spend my time missing you I almost wished you wouldda loved me too

Ed shook his head a bit,and forced sam to sit before the teacher caught her.

Sam: Here I--MEEP!

Ed: Finish the song later.

Thankfully the teacher then left to do yet another important thing. The other students blocked the door off once they knew she had left.

Brita: Now you can finish your song!

Sam: Is that okay with you ed?

Ed: Go on,I don't really care.

Sam: Yeah yeah,okay.

Sam cleared her throat and started from where she left off.

Sam: Here I go thinkin' bout all the things I could have done I'm gonna need a forklift cause all the bad years weighs a ton I know we had our problems I can't remember one...

I almost forgot to say something else,
and if I can't fit it in I'll keep it all to myself I almost wrote a song about you today but I tore it all up and then I threw it away

and I almost had you, but I guess that doesn't cut it Almost had you, and I didn't even know it You kept me guessing and now I'm destined to spend my time missing you

and I almost had, Almost had, Almost had you I almost wished you wouldda loved me, Wished ya wouldda loved me too

As Sam finished the last line, she winked over at ed, he turned away looking annoyed again.
Brita started to clap and ed looked back to the door. Thankfully no one would be able to get in, for every cabinet had blocked both doors and all the windows were locked, basically no one could get in or out.

Everyother student in the class was partying their heads off. And to think lunch was right after this period...

Brita: Today is more chaotic then last week. I think you both know which last week I'm speaking of...

Brita looked at both sam and ed with a sort of gleam in her eyes. The kind of gleam that tells many that one knows more of what you're talking about then they lead on.
Ed sighed and got up from the table, he walked over to one of the cabinets and transmuted it into a wooden tv, not that they really needed a tv to recap what Brita was talking about, but it probably would help.

Sam: I know what she's talking about Ed, theres no need to make a tv to--

Ed: I'm watching the news is all. I already know you knew what she was going on about.

End Chapter.

A/N: so what are theses odd people going to do in the next chapter?What weirdness happened last last week! WHY DID ED MAKE A TV!tune in!and find out.