A/N: Whoopee! I’m writing my FMA AU High fic I’m soooo happy to start this thing!
But first, are you wondering: WHY SHOULD I READ THIS FIC? AREN’T THERE ALREADY AU FICS I CAN READ?
Well, yes, there ARE a few Highschool AU fics but I hope to make it enjoyable for all you readers and maybe you'll keep on reading ^^
Hopefully you guys will enjoy the first chapter. It's long, from now on all my chapters will be, I'll at least try : )
Disclaimer: I don’t own FMA T.T. Darnit!
CHAPTER 1: WHAT THEY SAY
Highschool, they say they’re the best years of your lives but I don’t know...
I mean, I’ve already experienced one madness-filled year. Yeah, it didn’t exactly go over well.
If you’ve understood a word that I’m saying then you’re probably getting the impression that my freshman year was sucky. The usual getting my lunch money stolen, getting bullied by the older kids. Of course, this doesn’t happen to everyone. It was because of...ahem... height related reasons.
But now summer’s ending and I’ll have to start my crappy new year as a sophomore. Plus I’ll have to drive this year and we all know that I’m a reckless driver. I can’t help it if I knock down a few school walls!
Well, at least I’ll have my friends with me... right?
-Edward Elric, 1 day before the first day of school
“Dammit! I can’t believe I’m late!”
“Well I tried to wake you up! It’s your own fault that now all three of usare late!”
“WHAT! My fault! It’s your fault you didn’t yell loud enough!”
“SHUT UP SHORTY! What kind of argument is that anyways! I didn’t yell loud enough my ass!”
“WHO’RE YOU CALLING AN ANT SO SMALL THAT–”
“Brother, Winry! Fighting isn’t going to solve anything, it’ll only make us even later!” Alphonse Elric sighed as he hesitantly moved from in between his brother and childhood friend.He was right, Ed and Winry stopping in the middle of the sidewalk was only going to make them later.
A few incoherent grumbles were heard from Edward as the threesome continued onto the school, Central High which was quite a walk from Ed, Al, and Winry’s neighborhood, thus the need to get up early.
“I feel really sorry for you Al,” Winry turned her head towards him as they approached the school, “You’ll be late on your first day ieveri and it’s all thanks to your pudding headed brother.” Ed gave a scowl as Al smiled nervously and headed inside the large building.
There were faded-red lockers lining the plain walls. They seemed to go on forever, almost as if it would be impossible to find the one that belonged to you. A few teenagers were still hurrying to theirlockers to grab their textbooks before heading off to class.
Winry pulled out a neatly-folded schedule and began to look over it. “Alright, I’ve got math first period, you?”
“Huh?” Ed looked confused and Winry sighed, exasperated.
“Your first period jerk-wad. What is it?”
Edward glared at her for a moment before finally sorting through his things and pulling out a crumpled up piece of paper. “Same, I have math too.”
“Alright, I’ll see you guys later then,” Al said, beaming as he walked down the hall and hurried towards his locker.
Realizing that they were, in fact, late the other two quickly rushed off to the classroom.
They were expecting whoever was teaching the class to instantly blow up on them and then send them to Principal Bradley’s office. Then there would some sort of long, winded lecture about their tardy which would basically contain different variations of the same sentence.
Instead they walked into a tired looking class and in a moment they discovered why...
“So then when my beautiful wife, Gracia, made her pie... Oh! Her pie is the BEST! You should really try it sometime! Well anyways, then my little girl, who has the cutest little voice– oh! Here, I’ll call her up and you can hear her!”
“Mr. Hughes...” A student in the front row warily lifted his head up to look up at the teacher, “Aren’t we supposed to be... you know... learning?”
“Huh?” The math teacher turned around from his place near the phone.
“Yeah, Winry over there’s already asleep,” he pointed to the blonde haired girl with her head placed on her desk, obviously snoozing off.
“Really?” Maes Hughes looked slightly off for an instant before looking over to where the student had pointed to.
“Yes really,” the annoyed voice of Edward interrupted. This teacher was clueless wasn’t he? What kind of idiot hired this man in the first place? Ed felt more like giving the man a good punch in the face than sleeping at the moment.
However he did end up falling asleep as well a few minutes after Maes started to show them the first of his picture albums. And when he woke up it was only because a huge stack of paper was slammed on his desk.
“Hey Edward! Can you pass these out?” asked the ecstatic math teacher.
“...sure...” Ed slowly got up from his seat and put the papers on each desk, slamming down a fist alongside on each one to wake the person sitting there up.
So this class was like nap-time in pre-school and then they got a bunch of math homework later.
xoxox Meanwhile xoxox
“School’s great! I wonder why brother seemed so down about it,” Alphonse wondered aloud as he strolled down the halls, happily headed towards his next class. His teachers were all nice to him and he had friends from his old school there as well so he had plenty of people to relate to. In fact all he had to do was calmly explain to the teacher why he was late.
Besides, all the teachers are pretty lenient on the first day of school.
“Ouch!” Al fell to the ground, all the things he had been carrying scattering across the ground around them.
“Oh! I’m sorry!” A raven haired girl replied, helping him to pick up his things, “I guess I wasn’t watching where I was going.”
“Oh, no it’s my fault. I guess I wasn’t either,” he said, trying to straighten out his now very messy hair.
“Well, I better get going! We’re both going to be late,” she handed him his things and stood up, curls bouncing down her back as she rushed off to class.
He couldn’t help but wonder that she looked the tiniest bit farmiliar...
After awhile of just staring Al stood up as well and headed for class.
Maybe highschool was even better than he first thought.
“Meh, whadda you have next Win?” Edward asked as he took a large bite out of his sandwich which was a messy combination of chips, bread, and turkey.
“Reading, you?” Winry winced as he took another bite of his lunch, causing an ear-shattering crunch. “Ugh, you really shouldn’t be making your own lunches you know,” she said, as she took a small bite out of her own sandwich.
“Well, it’s better than the food here and it’s not like mom can make it...”he trailed off and paused for a moment to just stare blankly at his meal before setting it down on a napkin.
“Hmm, yeah. How’s she doing?” Winry asked, setting down her own lunch as well.
“Not well, more chemotherapy.” A dissapointed look flickered across his face for a moment.
“Oh...” there was a moment of unbearable silence before she started to speak again, “So, how do you think Al’s doing?” It was a good idea to change the subject.
“Well, I met up with him in the hall after second period English and he looked fine, a little distracted if you ask me,” he replied, cheerier, sandwich now abandoned. He was happy for his brother even if he himself was already having a crappy day.
“Oh really?” Winry replied, raising an eyebrow in curiousity and we all know what that means.
“I know exactly what that eyebrow raise ‘oh really’ combination means Winry! You think it’s girls don’t you?” he asked, obviously pissed.
“Geez, Edward,” Ed glared at her for a moment, trying not to create a scene in the middle of the cafeteria. “What do you care if it’s girls? Is it because he’s maturing faster than you or something? I mean if you look at it he’s: one, taller and two, now he’s taking an interest in girls. Is something wrong with that?”
“He’s only an inch taller than me,” the blonde-haired teen retorted, “What do I care about the girl... thing. I like girls too...”
“Right and that’s why you’re soooo annoyed whenever any girl comes near you. You cringe for god’s sake!”
“WINRY! IT’S JUST BECAUSE THEY’RE ALL A BUNCH OF MORONS, FAWNING OVER A BUNCH OF LOSER GUYS!” he yelled, attracting lots of attention to himself as he did so. Edward sat back down to saying in an annoyed whisper, “Besides any time I get near a girl you glare at her mercilessly!”
Winry pouted. “Fine,” she managed to say, “Okay. I won’t tell then. I really think telling Al would be all in good fun though. It’ll lessen the embarrassment of whatever happends to him to learn about your embarrassing moments as well.” The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch, there was a rustle of papers and various brown bags being crumpled up as the students strived to get to class on time and avoid the ever popular speech their teachers would probably give.
“Fine then! I don’t care!” Ed replied angrily, grabbing his sandwich and suddenly shoving the rest in his mouth. “GOOB IY DEN!”
“Sure, see you later Ed,” Winry answered with an eyeroll as they split into different directions.
“OE’RE OU CALLIN A ORNY LITTLE ERVERT!” he attempted to yell while still eating the unbelievably hard-to-chew sandwich. Winry just smiled at him.
"I didn't say that."
He had brung his things to lunch and just stuffed them under the table so he had no need to go to his locker as he headed for the senior science class. He was a “child prodigy” in school, especially in science and math. They even considered him to go to highschool even earlier by moving up several grades but he wanted to stay with Winry, it would be hard to go through school without his best friend. Thus he and the rest of his family decided it would be best to stay the way he was.
However he wanted more challenging scientific classes after taking the incredibly easy freshman class so he was taking the senior class this year.
Edward walked into the room and took a seat in one of the empty chairs. He took in his surroundings, first and foremost wondering what all the girls were fawning over... he soon found out.
“Hello, my name is Roy Mustang and I’ll be your science teacher this year.” came a voice from the front of the room which in “girl’s” terms deep and mysterious. They would probably refer to his looks as the classic, “Tall, dark, and handsome”.
Ed just blew at one of the strands of hair in his face and looked around, in complete boredom searching for at least one girl who wasn’t so shallow. He wished Winry was here. At least she wouldn’t be caught dead looking like a puddle of goo.
“Sorry, I’m late sir.” In stepped a girl with black hair which was straight and cut a little above her shoulders.
“Name?” Mustang questioned.
“Lyra,” she replied, taking a seat next to Edward. Well, there was one but this Lyra girl seemed so serious...And as he settled down more into his chair he felt a pair of eyes boring into him.
It was kind of creepy...
“Okay then.” And so Mustang started the lesson. Edward raised his hand nearly everytime but was never called on. What was this guy’s problem? He could at least let Edward answer once!
After awhile Edward noticed a pattern: This blonde kid in front of him was being called on everytime!
And then the realization hit him. Mustang couldn’t see him in the first place! That one guy was blocking the teacher’s view. Damn his stupid height!
Ed spent most of that period glaring at the back of the guys head as the teacher explained something about something... that is until Mustang rudely interrupted him by setting a piece of paper on his desk. It was some sheet going over the things they had learned etc. In school work, probably to see “where the students were” or some shit like that.
Even though Edward hadn’t been listening very well, it was a pretty simple lesson. Something he and Al had learned from his teacher when they were kids who just barely got the concept but then understood it after a nice long time to think which took place after their ass-whooping.
“Here,” he grumbled as gave the paper to Mustang and the teacher mentally checked over the answers.
“Nice job, you got most of the questions right. And here I was, giving you tomarrow’s pop quiz all because I thought you weren’t paying attention. But then again, I couldn't exactly tell. You're sooooo short after all.” he replied with a shrug, handing Edward back his paper. Ed could feel the rest of the class staring angrily at him, hating him for making them take a quiz that was supposed to be delayed until a day later.
Edward walked back to his seat and mentally imagined Mustang being fired.
“Hi, my names Russel Tringham,” the blonde-haired boy sitting in front of him suddenly turned around. “I’ve heard a lot about you. Edward Elric right?”
Edward just nodded without interest.
“I’m a freshman here. Nice to meet you.”Russell held out his hand for Ed to shake but he did nothing sohe reluctantly pulled away his hand. Damn! He was one year younger and already so much taller!
The bell rang, signifying the end of class and so the students all placed their papers on Mustangs desk except for Edward.
As Ed passed into the halls, Lyra caught up with him and tapped him on the shoulder. “Hi, I’m Lyra. Um, I was just wondering if you’d like to have lunch tomarrow?” she asked.
“Um, sure. You’re a sophomore right? Otherwise we’d have different lunch schedules. Seniors and sophmores don't have the same schedule...”
“Okay then, why don’t you sit with me and Winry?” he answered. At least he’d made one new friend on his first day back.
But who’s Winry? Lyra wondered at the same time.
Was she a possible obstacle? Because nothing would stand in her way, she would make sure of it.
“Sure,” the dark-haired girl replied before walking away towards her next class.
This year’s obsession: Edward Elric, child prodigy. She wanted to be just like him, be as smart as him and excel to the highest level.
Lyra couldn’t help that a slightly obsessive crush came with it.
The rest of the day went along pretty well though Edward felt as though he was being followed, Al was distracted by hormones, and Winry had to constantly yell at the two for being weird (especially Ed, even though he really wasn’t doing anything in the first place).
“Hey Winry!” Ed hollered at his friend as she walked out of the school with Nelly and Paninya at her side.
“Coming!” she yelled back as she dashed over to the two boys.
And as they walked back to their neighborhood everything seemed just a little bit stranger than that morning.
But if what they say is true than that had to be on account that this must have been the best day ever.
A/N: So there you go! Al is starting to like girls (it's not an OC, don't worry) and Ed seems to have a stalker.
Don't worry, Winry'll get herself into some problem soon...