I spell checked it! WOOT! I found a great online one that doesn't get thumped by work's firewall. YEA!!!
(breaths) Ok.
Now...we touch on something delicate at the end here. Not for the plot, but for the actual story. Read and find out. Now guys, I'm really going to need you guys in the coming chapters.
Enjoy. :)
Episode 28 - Storm
Al slinked around the corner of the Gym door and peeked through, trying his best to find this, Clara, girl. He had only seen her in team pictures, bust shot, but she had a pretty face, nice smile and she was 'girly-sporty'. She was defiantly a winner.
"Who are you looking for?" Riza asked in a whispered hush.
"Which one's Clara? They keep moving." He said, eyes traveling the floor, looking for the pretty girl that was promised to him.
She sighed and pointed off to a small girl sitting in the bleachers. "Right there."
Alphonse squinted in the direction of the girl. "EH?!" He pulled his head back in disgust. "There's nothing to her." He said, whispering loudly to Riza.
She sighed. "I told you. She's pretty, but she has an eating disorder. Also, she's actually on her last warning with the volley ball team. 'Eat something, or you're out.' Basically, is what they told her." She watched Al lean up against the wall and sink down to the floor. "She's trying to get better if that means anything...she's going to the meetings and she stopped taking diet pills."
Resting his forehead on his knees, Al sighed. "That's good I guess...but I kind of want someone now."
She sat on the floor beside him. "Why is it so important that you have a girlfriend now? Why not wait till you're in grade eleven and see if there's any grade ten's that take your interest?"
"Nah." He said, finally coming around. "I guess I just keep looking."
"Do you want me to keep snooping for you? I love snooping." She smiled wide.
Al smiled back, nodding. "Well, if you're having fun with it. Sure. Thanks."
Six o'clock was coming up fast and the sound of the wind outside was beginning to become a concern. It epically became a concern when the lights began to flicker. "Alright everyone!" Mrs. Curtis bellowed from near the stage. "The weather's starting to turn, so we gotta' pack it up and pick it up at a later date."
"She's right. It's getting pretty bad out there." Al said, balancing a basketball on top of his head as he looked out the gym windows near the ceiling.
"Yeah. Ugh." Breda huffed. "I can't wait till spring."
"It's good to practice indoors too." Kain began. "We have most of our games indoors, so it's best to get use to the lack of space sometimes."
"Suppose...I just hate the cold though." Al allowed the ball to roll off his head and he caught it in his hands. "Let's get this stuff away so we can change. Mind if I bum a ride?" He said, looking at Breda.
"Sure." The red head nodded.
"I think that's about all I can get in my head. Eh." Winry flopped back on her bed.
"Bio's on Friday, right?"
"Yeah...I don't want to study the night before, I'll just forget it." Winry finally managed to go through all her notes, right to the the very end, and it was only Tuesday. Unfortunately for them, the parents were home, so they needed to keep the affection to a minimum.
Winry's mother, Sara, popped her head in the open door and made eye contact with Edward. "The guest bedroom is ready."
Ed was quite confused. "Excuse me?" He asked Sara for clarification.
Sara pointed outside. "I through you knew about the storm?" The window in which she was pointing through didn't show much else other than snow.
Ed could see the snow buffeting the window. "Ah crap." He turned back to Winry's mother. "I'm sorry. If I knew the weather was this bad, I would have left long ago."
She held up a hand. "It's ok. You're helping my little girl with her studies, so I don't mind putting you up for one night." She wiggled a finger at him. "But don't make a habit of this."
He nodded. "Of course not. Thank you. I should call my parents."
Sara held up her hand. "They already called. They said it was alright so long as you were in a separate room."
"...Alright then." He turned back to Winry. "Do you want to keep doing this or-"
"Movie." She pointed to her TV, cutting Ed off in late sentence. Quickly she got up and pulled her beanbag chair out of her walk in closet.
"Movie works too. AH!" He yelled as a huge pink ball of a bean bag chair came flying at him.
"Snacks?" Sara said from the door.
"Sure." Winry said, getting comfy on her bed, tummy down, legs crossed up in the air.
"That'll be good." Ed said, placing the chair on the floor at the foot of Winry's bed and proceeded to sit a dent in the middle.
"I'll see what I can get together." That being said, she exited the room.
Ed leaned his head back on Winry's mattress. "I think she'd be ok with it."
"I asked already...she wouldn't be. I only hinted at it, but the answer was a 'no'." She kissed Ed on the cheek that was resting closest to her. "She's sure we're friends, and until I find a way to convince her otherwise, that's what she'll keep thinking."
Shrugging, he maneuvered himself into a comfortable spot. "Alright then...I guess I'm just excited. I want to tell someone." He smiled. "You are my first girlfriend, but, I guess I don't have to tell you that."
Winry smiled. "You're actually my first boyfriend. So we both get to be excited together."
"Really?" Ed was shocked. "You're such a nice girl, how come you've never had a boyfriend yet?"
She shook her head. "I haven't met anyone I really click with...till you."
Later on that evening, Edward laid back in the bed that was made out for him and stared at the ceiling as the storm blew by outside. He pitied Winry's parents, they needed to leave by five in the morning to be at the hospital by six. He did take into mind that they were doctors, and they did have a more 'strict' lifestyle. Even still, it wasn't something he would want to do.
"Psst." He heard very lightly.
"Yeah?" He said in a whispered tone, his blue eyes searching around in the dark. It was bad enough that the lights were out, but his contacts were sitting quietly in their small, circular container, waiting for morning, so he was as blind as a bat.
"Hey." Winry said, sneaking into the guest room. She sat on the bed next to Ed and felt around blindly in the dark. "Just wanted to say goodnight." She leaned in and gave him a kiss in the dark.
"Oh." Smiling wide, he kissed her in return.
Sitting back somewhat, she spoke."There's probably not going to be school tomorrow, so we can just hang out somewhere." She kept her face really close to his, just so she didn't have to speak as loudly.
"That would be cool; I had no other plans." He kept his voice in a whispered hush as well.
"Great. I'll make us something for breakfast and then we'll head out." She kissed him one last time. "Goodnight."
"G'night." He smiled as he watched her feel her way, carefully, out of the room. It didn't feel like it was real. Why did he all of a sudden have a girlfriend and things be going so well. Edward felt it necessary to take extra precautions to make sure things would continue to go the way they were.
But from the way things were lining up, it looked like it was going to be sunny from there on out.
"I'll kill em'." Al said, staring out the living room window, trying to crack his knuckles. He had been doing so for the past twenty minutes, by then, they've been cracked as much as they can crack. "They will not find the body." He said with a scowl.
Ed stretched as he headed down the stairs. The smell of eggs and green tea filled the house and was powerful enough to drag Ed out of bed at eight o'clock.
"Morning Ed. Scrambled eggs and toast ok?" She asked from around her shoulder.
He entered the kitchen and sat down at the table. "Yeah. You didn't have to go out of your way though."
She shook her head while she cut up the toast atop the built in cutting board on her jade colored counter. "Don't worry about it. I hate just cooking for myself, feels wasteful."
"Heh. Seems reasonable." He watched her turn around and place the sectioned pieces of toast on a plate in mid table. "Uh, Winry." He examined her face. "Are you wearing your contacts?" He smiled.
Winry looked at him. "My contacts?" She glanced at Ed with confusion.
He snickered. "You put in a color one and a clear one again." He remembered back at the library that she did the same thing; one eye was blue and the other green.
She held a hand up to her face, pointing a finger at her eyes. "I'm not wearing my contacts. My eyes are naturally this color."
"...really?" Ed stood up from his chair and got really close to Winry's face. "..." He looked at her eyes, searching for a seam for a contact, finding none, he sighed. "Huh...I've never seen this before." He gazed at her eyes, fascinated.
"Glad you're not weirded out by it. I use to get made fun of as a kid for it, so my folks got me contact instead of glasses...actually, it's the reason we're living here. We moved when I was eight."
He looked at her, completely baffled. "They moved because you needed contacts?"
She shook her head. "We moved because I was being picked on, and they wanted me to be perfect. Remember?" She poked him in the forehead. "They're paranoid of what everyone things. Everyone thought I was weird, so we moved, then no one thought I was weird anymore."
"Kids are so harsh." Ed coaxed her.
"You don't think it's weird, do you?" She asked with concern.
"Weird? You know what's weird? Being attached to your sibling at birth, that's weird." He flashed his right arm with the scar. "Two different color eyes?" He lowered his arm. "I think that's pretty damn cool. It's so unique."
"Unique?" Despite the cold outside, Winry felt warmed by Ed's kind words. "I guess it is." She took the couple forks off the counter and laid them by the plates she laid out. "You've earned your breakfast." She said, quite pleased with Edward.
"Truth doesn't always hurt I guess." Taking the information he found out from Winry that day into consideration, he figured that maybe Winry's parents wouldn't take so kindly to him in the 'boyfriend' position after all.
"He spent the night over there!" Al crumpled his empty McDonalds cup in his right hand while he vented at Riza. They had both come to realize that they enjoyed each other's company, so they decided to hang out on their day off while they dug the school out of the massive amounts of snow that fell. McDonalds was the food joint of choice, they sat at a booth.
"I know Winry's parents, they would have had security high. There's no way there's anything going on. I mean, your brother, no offense, is kind of a dork. It's bad enough he's hanging out with the freaks, it's only a matter of time before they infect him. Don't worry, Winry said she wants someone who's perfect for her, so don't worry." She dipped her french fries in some Mac Sauce and took a bite. "And besides, remember, she's not allowed to date."
Alphonse huffed. "He did tell me he was only her tutor...I guess...but I'm still going to talk to him about it."
"Yeah. Oh!" She put her drink down quickly. "I forgot to mention, there's a transfer student coming in; she just moved to town. I only saw her for a minute, only because she was signing up for badminton. She's tall-ish, blond, has brown eyes." Riza held her hands out at either side. "Why not wait and she if she's a potential."
Giving it a brief thought, he nodded. "That's not a bad idea...did you catch her name?"
She nodded. "Her name's Sylvia."
Now...I don't like adding in too many OC's, but there was one less girl character than I needed, so I had to bring in a new one.
I hope she'll be likable. But since my current OC, Aria, is a little reserved...I'm having Sylvia be more outgoing.
This is going to be the most difficult thing in this story so far. Only because right now, her personality, if not tweaked properly, can turn into...a Sue. (Bom-bom-bommm!)
If she isn't liked, then she's gone. Remember, I'm writing this for you guys too, not just myself.
It may be a bit longer till my next update, MAYBE! I gotta get this new character together, it's just, originally, I didn't know how to get her in here, but the way I set things up with Riza, she was able to come in sooner than I originally anticipated. So here's hoping that all goes well. I'm starting her profile right now.
