A WEEK LATER…

RING! RING! RING!

"Huh?" Ed asked groggily.

RING! RING! RING!

Ed sat up and rubbed his tired eyes. He blinked repeatedly to get the sleep away from his eyes as he let his gaze fall to the silver colored cell phone that vibrated on the nightstand. Ed yawned and picked up the small device not bothering to read the caller id. Ed flipped open his phone and put it up to his ear.

"What is it?" Ed asked grumpily.

"Someone's grumpy!"

"Huh?" Ed asked. "Is that you Celty?"

"Nope! It's me Ames!"

"Amy!" Ed exclaimed as he immediately was brought awake. "W-What are you doing calling me?"

"I wanted to see how the search for Erika was going."

Ed groaned at the remembrance of his fail at finding the young female. "Uh…" Ed said as he ran to his window and looked out it. "it's going great! I actually think that the search's really going somewhere! Uh…I think I even found Evans!" Ed lied through his teeth as he ran to his bathroom running the brush through his matted blond hair.

"Really? You've found her? Already?"

"Yeah! In fact she's right outside!" Ed lied again as he put his hair in his signature braid.

"Can I talk to her? Pretty please~!"

"NO!" Ed denied loudly as he pulled on his jeans.

"Why not?"

"Because," Ed said as he put his black tee on. "Because…Because-"

"Because she's not there."

This time a different voice cut him off. Ed's eyes glinted over with happiness as he found out who it was. "Al!" Ed said.

"Hey Brother."

"How's it going?" Ed asked.

"I should be asking you that. Have you found Erika yet?"

"Uh…" Ed said as he stopped his rush.

"I knew it. You haven't have you?"

"N…No." Ed said not wanting to start a fight with his brother. He always ended up losing anyways.

"Have you even been looking?"

"Yes I have! What do you expect of me?" Ed asked. Then he sighed. "It's just hard to find one girl among an entire city." Ed could practically hear Alphonse shaking his head and pinching the bridge of his nose. Alphonse sighed.

ON AL'S SIDE OF THE PHONE…

"Brother have you even made any progress on finding her?" Al asked.

"Not really…"

"What am I going to do with you?" Al asked himself as he stared into the bowl of water. He shifted his gaze to in front of him in which Amy was standing there with an annoyed expression on her face.

"Just give me the bowl dang it." Amy said as she hovered her face over the mystic water. "Edward! You better listen and listen good. You are not going to find Sister by sitting in your apartment and taking walks!" Amy said.

"I know Ames."

"Then how about you go places where teenagers would go in that era! Socialize and ask around. Don't be a loner." Amy said.

"I'm not a loner!"

"Then how about you prove that by attending school! I heard from Celtic that teens in 2011 have to attend school. You're a teen and so you should go to school." Amy said.

"School? You mean like how teacher taught us alchemy?"

"No. I mean how children here went to schools if they couldn't use alchemy." Amy said. "Celtic said that's probably the best way to find Erika."

"Where's Celty anyways?"

"In the forest gathering berries for a healing." Amy replied. "Now go to high school! See ya."

"Bye."

Just then the water in the bowl stopped whirling in a whirlpool effect. Amy looked up at her boyfriend who was slumped in a chair shaking his head. Amy smiled and sat next to him.

"He hung up." Amy said.

"I saw." Al said. Then he smirked. "So brother in High school eh? That must be a fun sight to see."

"I just hope he gets into the right School where Erika is. There's no guarantee that he attends the right one." Amy said.

"Celtic put him in the town where she can sense Erika's aura the strongest." Al said. "There's not a doubt in my mind that Brother will find Erika and bring her back. Don't worry Ames."

"If you say so.." Amy said and kissed her boyfriend on his cheek.

ON ED'S SIDE OF THE GATE…

"So you come from England eh?" the receptionist asked in her nasal voice.

Ed nodded as he fidgeted in his chair slightly. He was wearing dark blue jeans with a regular black tee. Over his torso was a red jacket that was basically a more modern version of his blood red coat he had at Amestris. His shoes were basic tennis shoes that you can find anywhere and he was adjusting quite nicely with the new fashion style. The receptionist looked Ed over while smacking her gum rather loudly.

"Well, Mr. Cirle. I find nothing wrong with letting you attend here; after all, your knowledge in chemistry and science is that of a professional scientist." the receptionist said nasally as she gave a goofy smile.

Cirle is the alias name Ed had to give himself. Ed recently found out that he had a thing called an anime named and based after him. He was still confused as hell as to why this side of the Gate had found out who he was, but it didn't matter. All he knew was that Celty had told him that he better find a fake name to hide his identity or horrible things called fangirls would attack him. Willard Cirle is what he was now called. Not Edward Elric. The only things he had chosen to change was his eye color and hair. He went to a local convenient store and bought green colored eye contacts. He also changed his braid into a low ponytail. If anyone had any suspicions, his golden eyes and braid would be a dead give-away.

"So does that mean that I can attend?" Ed asked eager to get anywhere other than the stuffy staff room.

"Sure." The receptionists said. "Welcome to Jackson High!"

"Thank you." Ed said and stood up from the uncomfortable lounge seat he was forced to sit in.

"Wait. Here's your locker number and your class schedule. See you around Mr. Cirle." the receptionist said as she slapped some papers down on her desk giving Ed a sly smile.

Ed smiled wryly as he grabbed the papers from her desk trying to get anywhere but away from the fat lady who was giving him an odd look and smile. Ed scurried out of the gray room grabbing his backpack and closing the door behind him. Something about her expression gave Edward the chills. Ed sighed as he padded across the hallways occasionally making his sneakers squeak. He looked over the yellow paper she had given him.

"Locker 125..." Ed said as he searched the locker numbers for his own.

He soon came across the blue painted locker number 125 and stood in front of it. Celtic had told him about these things a week ago. He put in his locker combination and the locker clicked open. He skimmed over his schedule and saw his first class: history. Ed groaned as he saw the subject. He may have lived in the past but he wasn't quite a fan of History. Ed put some stuff in his locker as he closed it and made his way to History class.

BN: Okay. I would like to have a special shout out to Karma Hope for allowing me to use her alias name for Ed. Thank you!

Well, until next chap! =:D