i have no word, notepad is messed up and sta.sh writer lags for me so imma write this in my journal sorry for spam xD aand the arm hurtyness happened to me no lie xDD The story is written because well, this kinda happened today and my friend said I should make it into a story CC:
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My hand is still in the air. I have Mrs.Hogg, she's our cover teacher for this lesson today, Geography. She takes forever to look over and answer questions. After around 5 minutes, she looks around as nods.
"My arm feels like it's disintegrating.. and it feels numb and it hurts.." I just realize how idiotic I look, people snuffle sniggers.
"Well, dear student, would ice help? You could got to Student Services," I shiver. I hate that place, it stinks of anti-bacterial spray.
"Um... I don't think so?" I try to make an excuse.
"Also, how can your arm hurt and feel numb?" I pause. And then slam my head on the desk, resulting in a soft shade of red over my forehead, and others turning around, doing the same as before. I get on with my work.
"Psst, Char, what'd you have for question 3b?" I turn my head to my friend, India who is working next to me. I look at my book briefly.
"Urm, I guessed warm storm. Most likely wrong so I'd suggest you don't put that!" I whisper back.
"Okay, thanks. I put the same thing. Also, is your arm okay n--" I look back up at her quickly. Her voice sounded slightly echoed.
"I should ask y--" I quickly cover my mouth with my hands. This is weird. First my right arm, my left leg now my voice? India laughs a bit.
"Wait wasn't Ed's right arm taken away? Stop turning into Ed!" This resulted in me laughing and chocking, causing glares from around me, forgetting I'm in the middle of a lesson.
"H-hey.. I suddenly feel short...My pen looks bigger, and you seam taller," I pause to think "Yay! I'm turning short! I've always wanted to be short!" I say as quietly as I can. My arm feels a bit stiff, same with my leg from the pain and I'm getting used to my leg. It still doesn't explain why this is happening though.
"But why do you think this is happening?" I ask, and I start chocking. Everything goes black.
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I sit up straight, cough a bit and then shake my head. I realize I'm sitting down instead of kneeling like I was not two minutes ago. I suddenly notice lots of people around me in uniform, a whiteboard with page numbers on. I can tell straight away I'm not in the military quarters like before. I'm pulled back to reality by a familiar voice.
"Hey brother-- did it work?" I turn to my brother and shrug.
We were trying to perform a transmutation that shows a snippet from the other side of the gate, the alternate universe.
I notice that every one is looking at us, and one last girl turns around and screams, pointing at Al. The adult, I'm guessing was the teacher, turned around.
"Get out who ever you are! Neither of you are student and I want and explanation right now!" Me and Al exchange glances, alarmed.
I look down at the desk and notice there's a book, I close it seeing the name, Alphonse did the same.
"Charlotte Chune and India Oridge, hu? No idea who they are, but I bet they where once in our place.." I whisper to Al.
"Get out!" Shouts the teacher, pointing at the door. Poor Al has to find a route somehow, due to his armor's size. But I, find it easy to zoom around the desks fit for two students and reach the door in no time. Al finally reaches the door and we exist, the adult following behind.
"Right, I would like an explanation this instant," The adult seams very stubborn.
I hesitate for a second, and the bell goes. Thank goodness, saved by a sound that is alike my dreaded alarm clock. The teacher goes in the class, saying something to the students, and they all get ready to leave. The adult returns back to us and the students flow out. One of the male students looks at us, nods and words something to me, 'I think I know who you are good luck!' he places a piece of paper on the windowsill, and points to it. I nod, understanding he wants me to retrieve it.
I sigh, the teacher looking at us.
"I first would like to know your names. I have all lunch, a full hour I'm willing to spend listening to you and to think of an appropriate detention level," I nod.
"I am Edward Elric, and this is my younger brother Alphonse Elric. If you want a full explanation of what's happened... I think we need to go somewhere no one else can here us, as it's a long story that only insane people will believe," I look up to my brother, (It should be down, dammit!) he nods. The teacher sighs.
"Alright, let's better get started, yes?" She walks, thankfully in the direction of the windowsill with the note. I pick it up and quickly read it, taking everything in, and stuffing the note into my pocket.
'If you are Ed and Al Elric, who am I kidding, you have to be even if you are fictional! Anywho, I know who you are. Don't worry I'm not one of your bad guys or something, I just want to tell you some helpful things.
a- You two are fictional characters, leave out any impossible stuff when you explain to her.
b- Her name is Mrs.Hogg, thought that'll be helpful!
c- If you want to know how I know you, the two people who were sitting where you were, are friends of mine. The Charlotte one is a big fan of the tv show/books. The other keeps reading one volume over and over.
And so you know, I know your not a robot Al, and to both of you, I doubt alchemy works here, Char likes to try a lot and fails, even if there's next to none information on it, only fictional snippets!
-Callum'
I have to tell my teacher thanks for forcing me to read faster, it came in quite handy, as the teacher has led us out of the building, and out into the field, outside the school.
"This should be far enough, now SPILL IT!" I step back, and inhale deeply ready to tell a simplified, believable version of whats happened.
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