So, Ed and I got to our second hour class after a visit to the nurses office. Note to self, falling down stairs hurts if Winry is the one to push you down them.

As we entered biology class, I looked around. No one looked familiar, good. Teacher? Never seen her before. Great! Finally, peace and-

WHAM.

"Ow…"

O.K. then, Ed just got flattened by a book to the face.

"You two! You don't have this class! GET OUT!" the teacher yelled. I looked at my schedule. Ms. White… was her name.

"Uh, Ms. White? Biology?" I asked.

"Huh? Oh yes. Did you just get sent here from Mr. Burnzers? He is always sending kids over here for something…"

Ed stood up rubbing his nose.

"Umm, no. My name is Edward Heidrich and this is my brother, Eliot Heidrich. We're new students in this class," he said.

"Oh! You two are late! I didn't think you were coming!"

"I… fell… down the stairs. I had to go to the nurses office to make sure my head wasn't cracked open."

The room burst out in laughter. I'm really hating high school right now. After all of this I remember why I was happy to never to have to go back to my old school.

"Aww, you poor thing. Oh well, nothing to do about it now! Here's your test to see if you should be in this class or a different level!"

"What?! A test already?!" we both said, gaining a gloom cloud. I never really figured out how those work, they shouldn't be possible… They don't follow the laws of science… Stupid gloom cloud!

So, we took the test. Ed would have failed it if he hadn't been able to read my mind. Too bad for him though, I slammed him out of my head with a loud thought of "CHEATER" after handing Ms. White our tests and THAT made him fall out of his chair. The whole class started laughing again. I'm really getting the hang of this whole thought thing! Yay me! Oh no, I'm starting to sound like my age… WHY?!

"Umm, are you alright?" the teacher asked.

"I think so…UG" Ed said before another book even bigger then the earlier one slammed into his face.

"NO DISRUPTIONS IN MY CLASS!" Ms. White screamed at him. Man, was I ever happy not to be him right now. At least, not him as in being him or- never mind, I'm confusing myself, which doesn't happen often, but there is an alternate me laying on the floor dazed a few feet away, which doesn't happen often either.

"Ms. White! I think you killed him!" a girl sitting nearby said in a sing song voice.

"Uhh, other Heidrich, whichever one you are! Take your brother to the nurse's! Don't come back 'till next time!" the teacher ordered me. If I wasn't so afraid of that book in her hands, I would have told her that we still had about an hour of class left, but it was an excuse to get out as well so I took it.

Halfway to the nurse's office for the second time that day, Ed thankfully came out of his daze. Dragging him there was hard!

"Where am I?" he asked.

"I'm dragging you to the nurse's office. Geez, who knew we weighed this much? This is hard! I mean, you wouldn't think it would be possible for us to weigh this much since we're so short! … GAH?! DID I JUST-?!" I would have continued ranting but my other self also has anger problems when it comes to height too. I knew automail weighed a lot, but that was not just automail! Yes, Ed has automail too, he didn't exactly escape unharmed from a blimp landing on him after all.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT THAT A SPIDER COULD TOWER ABOVE ME?!"

"SHUT UP YOU LITTLE MIDGET!" Gasp. I did it again. I CALLED MYSELF SHORT. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME TODAY?!

"…" the nurse stood next to us, we had arrived in the nurse's. "Are you two sick? I think you might be looking for one of the counselors. They deal with psychological problems. I deal with physical problems."

"Uhh…" we both stared at her. Had she just called us mental in a weird twisted way?

"Ms. White, uh, hit me in the head with a book… I was unconscious until about half way here…" Ed said, sulking that I had called him small. I was sulking too though. I've always tried so hard not to admit it, and here I was, calling myself small. Or, just about.

"Ms. White huh? She sends a lot of kids down here… wait a sec, weren't you two here earlier?"

"Yeah, he fell down the stairs," Ed said pointing at me.

The nurse sighed and said we could both take a nap. Apparently she knew about Ms. White's rule on not going back to class.

As third hour passing started, Ed and I had already gotten to our next class, gym. All that was left between us and lunch, I couldn't wait! I was really hungry from all of the excitement so far, even if I was still slightly nauseous from that cookie Winry gave me. I wonder if Al was going to school too. I hope so, I wouldn't want him not finishing what was left of his teen years. I refuse to think that he died!

I continued into the gym to find the teacher. A fat, I mean horizontally challenged, man stood with a clipboard in the center.

"Looks like a bowling ball!" I whispered to Ed as we walked over.

"Oh, hello there! Welcome to gym! Your names please!" the bowling ball said as his belly bounced around.

"Um, I'm Edward and this is Eliot Heidrich!" My other self seemed like he was about to topple over from laughter, but then again, so was I.

"Oh! You two must be the new students! I'm the substitute for this class!"

"Substitute?" I asked.

"Well of course! Mrs. Cutlass normally runs this class," he said in a 'We should have known that' type of voice. "She's a real nice lady."

A few chuckles came from behind us. It seemed that some of the students had arrived.

"Real nice? Sure she is as long as you do exactly as she says, call her 'teacher' or 'ma'am', and are aware of where she is at all times, otherwise you'll be eating the floor on the other side of the gym from where you were standing," the random kid said. I should really start asking people their names. After all, when I get back to my world I'll want to be able to tell Alphonse about all of this as best I can. That is, if I haven't gone crazy yet.

"Enough talking now, class is about to start!" Mr. Whatever-his-name-is-substitute cut in.

And the rest of gym went by with a few pushups, laps, and other exercises before that random kid from earlier challenged me and Ed to a test of who was able to run the farthest. This kid apparently has some issues with thinking he has to be better. Ok, so the tubby sub agreed and said the rest could watch and judge us or join. They all chose to sit and watch. Ed seemed to want that too, but I was so eager to wallop this dude that Ed caught the competitive spirit almost immediately.

So, right before the marathon started, I decided I'd ask the kid his name.

"I'm Leroy Mustang! Remember it shrimp!"

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A SHRIMP YOU SMUG *&%!!!" both me and Ed shouted at him. That got a few laughs until we simultaneously brought our fists up to his face. Sadly, he backed up while attempting to dodge. We would have still hit him but he tripped and fell to his butt. The sub didn't seem to notice a thing.

"Darn. I wanted that to connect. So, Mustang is it? Who's your Dad?" I asked. Ed looking at his own fist since his hadn't connected either. Leroy replied to me, a little flustered.

"Y-You don't know who my Dad is? I thought everyone knew that my Dad is a General in the military."

"Don't tell me, Roy Mustang?"

"That's right! See, you do know."

"Who'd he marry?"

"Who wants to know?"

"Let's see. Your Dad lives on North Bellewick Circle right?" Ed cut in.

"How did you know that?" Leroy said, in shock.

"We just moved in across the street. I'm Eliot and this is Edward. Now, are you going to tell us who your Dad is married to? When that group of people came over this morning, none of them shared the same last name," I just can't get used to knowing people that I'm not supposed to know! It's hard!

"You're our new neighbors?" He just won't answer the question, will he? If he evades it one more time, I'm gonna strangle him!

"Yes we are, now who did your Dad marry?" That substitute just keeps talking to the other students. Apparently he doesn't care if we're running or not.

"I want to know why you want to know so badly."

THAT DOES IT. I grabbed him by the collar.

"Cause I want to know! NOW IF YOU DON'T TELL ME I'M GONNA POUND YOUR FACE INTO THE GROUND!" Ed seems to have been left out of the conversation. He's reading over on the benches now.

"Fine! Whatever shrimp. I'll tell you if you win our marathon. And if I win, you tell me why you wanted to know so badly!"

"DEAL!"

And we took off. Ed seems to be angry at me for leaving without him, but who cares? Leroy is going to take the beating for his Dad. Even if his Dad isn't the Roy Mustang I know and hate!

After running at full speed for about half an hour, all three of us collapsed. Everyone jogged out and tried judging who had made it the farthest.

I won! Or at least I tied with Ed. We were about two inches in front of Leroy. So, we all waited to catch our breath before Leroy admitted defeat. He told us what his Mom's name was.

"My Mom is named Riza Hawkeye. She refused to let her last name be changed because she had worked hard on getting her name to be known. Duh."

"I KNEW IT!" I shouted as Ed walked away towards a drinking fountain.

Leroy looked taken aback.

"Knew what?"

"Oh, nothing," I figured if those two would ever marry anyone it'd be each other.

The rest of the class seemed to be missing. Then I realized that they were all filing back into the building. Class must be over. YES! LUNCH TIME!

I slammed Leroy into the ground as I leapt up. Leroy is such a pushover! I can't believe this kid is related to Mustang and Hawkeye! It's almost pitiful!

I caught up to Ed who was waiting by the door.

"You really shouldn't take your pent up anger towards Mustang out on his son you know."

"Oh shut up! You know you want to join in! Besides, when have I ever been nice to anyone?"

"You're right, I do want to join in, but why bother? The more time you waste beating the little punk up, the longer it's going to take to get you home!"

"Wow, I feel like I'm talking to my conscience…"

"SHUT UP!" and that elbow of his once again connected to my temple. This is the… 2nd … 5th… 9th time he's done this to me! I can read his mind, well, some of the time but still, I should be able to dodge that stupid elbow!!!

"HAHAHA!" Leroy's laughter sounded from over me.

I stood up and glared at him.

"What's so funny?"

"You!"

"THAT'S IT!" and my own elbow hit HIS temple. He went flying so far that he had regained consciousness before he even hit the ground.

"I hope you didn't give him brain damage," Ed said walking away. I joined him saying, "Don't worry, if he really is Mustang's son, he'll be perfectly fine."

Just as we entered the lunch room I realized that I hated cafeteria food. Lovely, I'll have to eat that sloppy stuff and- wait, I smell pizza. Since when do lunch rooms have pizza? I LOVE THIS WORLD! I looked for the source, and there it was. They were serving it in the main line too! EVEN BETTER!

"El?"

"Yeah?"

"Race you to the lunch line?"

"You're on!" What the? Leroy was back? Hey, why was he hanging around with us anyways?

"Uhhh… ok," and we all took off.