Ello! Ello! ELMO! I promise it's better than the summary. I'm open to ideas and LOVE reviews so please leave some! Hope you enjoy this as much as I will. I'll have fun writing this.

(I realize that stories like these are kind of annoying...as people often do it to base the characters off of themselves. Let me tell you, the only real 'character' that is based off of anyone in real life is probably Bella. But only slightly. I have tried to make them as least Mary-Sue as possible while making them into themselves. So, give it a chance!)

Rated T: Language (to keep characters in character), violence, and some touchy-touchy in further chapters. :D

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST OR ANY CHARACTERS! OC'S ARE THE ONLY THINGS THAT BELONG TO ME.

Chapter 1: Introductions

'Beep! Beep! Beep!' My alarm clock went off much to my dismay. The familiar chrome clock stared back at me as I slowly opened my eyes. I groaned and reached out my arm to smack the button back into the clock. I pulled my warm and comfortable sheets closer to me. Five more minutes wouldn't hurt.

'If Edward Elric were waking me up, it'd be different…' I sighed at this lovely thought. Oh yes, I'm a freshman in college and I'm crushing on a fake anime character? Oh yeah.

My restlessness got the better of me and I threw the blue-purple sheets off of me as I lay on my back and stared at the ceiling in my dorm. Lucky enough not to have to share a dorm with some party animal, I had it all to myself.

I groggily waddled off to the bathroom and washed my face, then got in the shower. It was so nice and refreshing against my tired and sore back. Once I got out, I wrapped the towel around me and stared at myself in the mirror. 'You like Kate Hudson…' this remark from people always struck me odd. Eh, I guess I could see some resemblance, except my eyes were hazel and my face was oval-shaped and my lips were smaller. But she was pretty so I took it as a compliment.

Once I dried my blond hair, it fell down my back in waves and curls, which I hated. I wished it were straight. I was also ahead of my class and graduated just last year along with three of my good friends.

I grew up in a foster home for the past 5 years. My foster parents were the nicest people alive for wanting to pay for my college, as I was learning to become a teacher.

"Hey, Camile." I heard a familiar voice of my friend Bellatrix Regan knocking on the door. We usually just called her Bella. I opened the door to see a set of DVDs in her hand. I grinned widely.

"Fullmetal Alchemist movie marathon?" we both said in unison. We giggled excitedly and she threw the DVDs in her bag as we headed to class.

"I wonder what they'd want to be if they actually grew up?" Bella asked. She brushed off a piece of lint on her somewhat formal attire.

I snorted and waved a hand in the air. "Alchemists, of course!" I clapped my hands together to signal the classic move. She grinned at me and laughed.

"I'm not so sure I want to be a lawyer anymore…" she said suddenly. I always knew she'd been a little on the crazy side and surprised that she'd even gone through with becoming a lawyer in the first place. Bella wasn't a person to be tamed.

"Just do it!" I said, attempting to cheer her up. Honestly she bitched and complained to me about it all the time and I kinda wanted her to shut up…

She frowned.

"Bella."

"What?"

"Edward would want you to," I smirked and raised my eyebrows suggestively.

"Haha! It'd mean more if Roy wanted me to…ahh," she swooned at the thought of the dreamy colonel. His dreamy dark eyes and hair; I'd always know how to push her buttons.

"Besides," I started. "You're great at arguing." It was true, Bella was going to do and believe what she wanted to. She was always great at winning any argument.

She smiled at me and we went separate ways to class. I spotted a tall and familiar handsome boy going to a class next to hers. I nudged her in the arm playfully.

"Hey, is that hunk Luki Shifoy I spy?" I looked down at her smirking. She seemed even shorter to me especially since I was wearing heels at 5'6 and she was only 5'2.

She shook her head and scoffed but I could see her chocolate brown eyes widen with interest as they followed the handsome young man down the sidewalk.

"A lawyer and an engineer~great money!" I said. "And great looking babies—"

"Shush!" Bella told me, getting into her usual spazzy mode. Oh yeah like that wasn't obvious to the poor boy. "Besides, I'm not that pretty." I rolled my eyes at that.

"Bella, yes you are."

"No I'm not."

"Yes."

She shook her head no. "NO!"

"Fine, you're just SO ugly," I said chuckling lightly. "See you tonight at our hunk-fest."

"Huh?" Bella looked at me slightly confused and then a lightbulb flashed on. "Oh! Yeah, our marathon…hehe see you tonight!" she waved at me as she rushed to class.

I watched the brunette rush to class as I gripped my teaching books in my hand. Much to my dismay, they suddenly flew out of my hand. "UGH!" I groaned out loud. "Great…"

"Ooh, looks like you need some help." I looked up to see a tan hand pointing at me and laughing. Wyatt.

"Are you going to stand there and be an idiot or help me?" I spat at him. It was Wyatt Regan, Bella's cousin. They both had brown hair and eyes and he wasn't that much taller than Bella and he hated to be reminded about that.

"Why should I?" he always knew how to push my buttons. I glared at him. I opened my mouth and before I could insult his height, he reached down to pick up my textbooks.

He shook his head. "You're such a dork."

"You're such an ass." We both glared at each other.

"You're a jerk," he said getting up off the dusty sidewalk.

'What's wrong? Afraid to cuss?'

"You're microscopic," I said getting up as well and smirking. Score.

"I'M NOT SHORT!" Wyatt exploded. Once he was done with his little hissy fit, he brushed his brown hair over his forehead.

I smirked at him the whole time. "Let's get to class." He just pouted and we walked into class.

'I swear he's related to Edward Elric'

Luki POV

I couldn't help but stare. I was in the campus coffee shop and there was Bella. She was so simple, yet pretty. She was never one for much makeup and she wasn't afraid to speak her mind, which I respected. I doubt she knew I existed. I mean sometimes I thought she was looking at me, but it was probably someone behind me.

I hated my big nose, and I hated my name. My dad always liked odd names and always disagreed with my mom on everything, which is probably why she left him a long time ago in the first place.

Anyway, I wish I could talk to girls. I'd always try, but they would sometimes make fun of my weight too. That's why I'd started eating less and less at lunchtime and I've been losing weight. Maybe I was just fat at the time. My dad got mad at me because he said I was too skinny now.

I looked over at Bella; she was so nice and much more outgoing than I could ever be.

"Sir? Your coffee." The waitress shook me on the shoulders, which made me jump a little.

"Oh…s-sorry," I said feeling my cheeks burning up and took my cup of coffee. I gingerly sipped it and found my eyes wandering back to Bella. She had her back turned. I knew she liked Fullmetal Alchemist and wondered if I could talk to her about it.

'Never know unless you try, Luki. Even if it is a bit foreign to you…'

I found my long shaky legs inching their way to her booth. I was scared out of my mind and I'm sure my stomach had done a full backflip at least eleven times now.

"B-Bella…?" I said quietly. It came out quieter than usual. Also, she would wonder how I'd know her name. Smooth move, Luki. I gulped.

"Yes?" She looked up at me a little surprised. Whew, ok so she wasn't entirely weirded out by me.

"I heard you like…um Fullmetal Alchemist?" I said fidgeting with my sweaty hands. "I'm Luki by the way…"

"Hi Luki!" Bella said, somewhat nervously. "And yes I do. Have you heard of them?"

I found myself at an awkward loss for words. She was amazing in person.

"…Um…" I whispered. Little did I know I had brought over my cup of coffee.

"HEY! LOSER" a loud jock suddenly screamed at me and bumped into me rudely, sending the semi-warm coffee to go all over my red shirt. "MOVE!"

Everyone in the coffee shop seemed to stop what they were doing and stared at me. I had coffee all over myself as well as a broken glass on the floor from the excitement. I dared to only glance at Bella. She had her hands up to her mouth.

It was too much…I was a failure. I ran out of the coffee shop back to my dorm with a face that matched my shirt I was sure.

"Luki! Wait!" I could've sworn I heard Bella coming after me but it was probably just my imagination.

Third Person POV

Later that night near six o'clock, Camile found her way over to Bella's large home for the Fullmetal Alchemist movie marathon. Bella's parents were wealthy and were so busy all the time they usually didn't know if someone were over at their house. Camile also couldn't stop teasing Bella mercilessly about what had happened between her and Luki earlier that day.

Camile finished popping popcorn in the kitchen and came to plop down on Bella's fuzzy pink bed.

"Let's do this!" Camile jumped into the air almost spilling popcorn everywhere.

"Camile," Bella said warily. She grabbed the popcorn and put it on the dresser. Camile laughed.

"Which movie should we watch first?" Camile asked still hyper.

"We'll save the movies 'til the end," Bella winked. Camile winked back and made a clicking sound with her tongue. "Gotcha."

"Let's watch Brotherhood." Camile frowned at this.

"Nooooo," she whined. "Envy is a slug. And he dies!" she said this dramatically.

Bella rolled her eyes. "He's a psychopathic villian and you like that?" She could hardly believe that Camile had a crush on him.

Camile smirked and shrugged.

"Whatever." Bella got up off the bed and popped in the orignal series into the television first.

The opening credits of episode 17 'House of the Waiting Family' and immediately started singing along to the song (rather off key too).

"Will you stop being such girls?" Bella and Camile were interrupted when a loud pounding on the bedroom next to Bella's frightened them.

"Shut up, Wyatt!" Bella yelled back. "You know you like this too!"

"Yeah! Why don't you join us?"

"No and hell no! I have homework!"

"Oh come on you big baby! Our teaching project isn't due until Tuesday when we go back! Quit ruining a Friday night you butt!" Camile pounded on the wall. When there was no answer, the girls unpaused the show and continued watching it.

"Armstrong!" Bella giggled.

"...THE ARMSTRONG FAMILY LINE FOR GENERATIONS!" Camile had the perfect impersonation of him it was scary. Bella laughed loudly.

"You do have a deep voice," Bella commented.

"I know but it's a sexy deep voice!" Camile retorted.

"SHUT UP!"

Camile made a fist and looked at the wall angrily. "I'm about to go all Winry on him."

Bella laughed and gave her friend a warning look. She was well aware of the fact that her best friend since seventh grade and cousin rarely got along, but it was humorous watching the two argue.

After watching at least seven episodes, it was late enough for Camile and she found it hard to stay awake. Bella even had to find some random object to wake her up with.

"WHAT THE HELL? A TAMPON! BELLA!" Camile screeched at the personal product that smacked her in the eye. Once she calmed down, she sighed and pulled the covers over her tightly.

"If you're going to sleep, we can finish this tomorrow. We don't go back to campus 'til Tuesday anyway," Bella shrugged.

Camile yawned. "What? Oh—It's," she looked at the clock on the wall. "Nine o'clock."

She got up and retrieved her shoes from the front door. Bella followed. Wyatt was asleep already so they had to be quiet or else he would go mental for waking him up.

"Well," Camile let out another yawn. "Better get back to my dorm before the crazies start driving." By 'crazies' she meant the drunks out on the city roads. Even if she did have to walk home, it was better safe than sorry.

"Ok," Bella gave her friend a hug. "Be safe. See you tomorrow!"

Camile smiled and left, shutting the door on her way out. How she longed to put her drowsy body to rest on her lovely fresh sheets.

THE NEXT DAY

When it was time for Camile to come back over, Bella started to worry. She hadn't answered her phone all day and was getting ready to drive over there and get her herself.

"What's up?"

Bella turned around to see her cousin's nonchalant face. "Wyatt, I'm worried."

"Do you think I should go over and see if she's home?" Wyatt asked. He wouldn't admit it, but he was starting to worry himself.

Bella looked at him a moment before deciding. "I think you should," she nodded.

Without hesitation, Wyatt went to get his keys off of the kitchen hook and stepped out the front door. Bella watched him outside of the living room window and only hoped something hadn't happened to her best friend.

'Maybe it wasn't a good idea we watched that show.'

"Bella!" Wyatt burst through the front door. "Bella!" he said again, slamming the door behind him.

Bella came rushing to the front door. "What! What is it!"

"Camile—" He said, out of breath. "She's missing!"

"What?" It was hard to take in what she was hearing. Wyatt just stared at her and nodded furiously. His bangs were blown to the side from the wind.

"Call the police." Within seconds Wyatt rushed to retrieve the phone from the wall in the kitchen.

Bella couldn't believe this. It hadn't even been a day and her best friend was missing. She felt sick to her stomach.