Tell me our story - Chapter two - Braces.

RoyxHawkeye.

Chapter Two - Braces.

The rumor about the new-coming girl had spread all around the school before it was afternoon. She came from a wealthy city close to the central and the rumors among the fifth graders were all about her, what she would look like and how she would be.

Roy pulled a deep sigh and closed his locker. He had heard all the boys talk about her all week, like she would be some sort of super model or something. They were eleven, So why would a small town girl be any diffrent from the other girls that came from his town? He looked across the corridore to his classmates and he spotted, Rylie. He swallowed nervously and before he knew it he had turned his whole body and rushed to the art-class. Rylie, the guy that had made the whole braces thing even worse. Roy did not think the braces was a bad thing, crooked teeth was something that easily could be fixed with the money his family owned, and he was only going to wear it for two years. But after Rylie decided to make Roy his latest victim, everyone seemed to notice Roy's braces and made fun of it. The only thing Roy's handsome father could say was "

You have the money, and soon you will have the looks.. endure it.."

Roy had learned that if you had the money, people would love and admire you. But not in this place. So he just had to endure it.

He sighed again and placed his bag on a table and sat down. The first art-class for the autumn term. Roy had always prefered to be alone when he worked in school, but it was nice to have someone to talk to during art-class. But after Rylie had started to bully him, no one dared to be around him. He picked up his sketch book and looked down to all of the little doodles he had made during the summer break. All the alchemy symbols. He had tried to make them work all summer. Make his father proud. But the only thing he had managed to do was a small spark once. His step father, Hemming was a well respected State alchemist, known as 'The Dragon Alchemist'. He had adopted Roy when he was three years old, renamed him after his son, who died when he was young.

Roy Mustang was a heavy name to bare, since his father probably expected him to be a great fire alchemist as well. Roy tried really hard not to think about it and practise instead.

The classroom was now starting to fill up with students from his class and students from two classes above his. The thirteen year olds were often talking about inappropriate things while they were drawing boobs. They had to be with their class during to some budget cuts. Everyone was talking loudly about the girl. Apperently they had seen her, and by the sound of the iger gossiping, it was something worth the wait. Roy sat up straight and glanced over their heads, trying to see the teacher and the new girl. When everyone had sat down and placed their sketch books infront of them the teacher walked in. Everyone stod up and said the standard phrase they always said to their teachers

"Good
afternoon Mr.Müller..we Salut you.."

Mr. Müller was a big piece of job, after he had been in one of the great world wars he was totally damaged from waist down. His both legs were made of metal so you could hear him when he wandered down the corridors. He had a bad taste in humor and always a bit too happy and enthusiastic, Despite his war experience.

He really liked Roy, which was a big plus that compensated for his poor drawing skills.

After Mr.Müller had told them to sit down, he started to talk about the new-coming girl and everyones head lifted and focused to the door. Roy moved his head towards it, but on his way he stopped one of the seventh graders. Kimberlee was a guy that kept to himself mostly, drawing some weird alchemy marks Roy had never seen before. The rumors about him were not really nice. He always had a secretive smirk on his lips. He then turned his attention to the door when it opened and he saw the girl walk in to the classroom.