With his last goodbyes, Edward was on the road towards 'The Gate' college. He was accepted almost immediately, which didn't surprise Alphonse. 'You're a genius, brother, of course they accepted you!' Ed smiled to himself, finding the comfort in his brother's words. His stuff was practically covering the back of the car, but surprisingly, it was just two large suitcases. Very, very Large suitcases. His dad was apparently being 'generous', because he said that during the first break Ed gets, he was going to JUST send up Alphonse to spend some time with his older brother. Ed turned on the radio to tune out his thoughts. He wasn't much for music, but still, it calmed him down. He turned onto the main highway, thinking about his year right after graduation.

!Flash Back Time!
The red gown and cap everyone wore made the graduating group look like a sea of blood. The music was loud and slow. Ed was just getting his diploma when he heard his brother shout with happiness. "Yay Big Brother!" Ed promised himself he wouldn't cry, but seeing his brother stand up in the crowd, cheering him on like that, he couldn't help but let a few tears escape his eyes. Some people dared to 'aww'.

Afterwards, Ed waited for his family outside the school. Family? Sorry, he ment brother. "Edward!" He reached out his arms as his not-so-small brother flung himself into his arms, laughing softly. Some graduates gave them two an odd expression, but Ed glared them off. "So what college are you planning on attending, Edward?" Said blond stared at his father as he walked out from the school, a woman waving to them as she walked away. Ed paid no attention to her, but instead to his 'concerned' father. "I'm not going this year."

"What?"

"I'm waiting for something," he said, which was true. He was waiting for Alphonse's last year of high school, and he was going to make sure nothing happened to his little brother during that time.
!End Flash Back Time!

Ed had spent as much time as possible with Al that year. He loved his brother more than anything. He took up his brother and protected him from everything since their mother passed away. Edward gripped the steering wheel with anger, but realized he had arrived to his new school. He pulled into parking space and got his luggage, shutting the door with his foot, then he locked his Volo and headed to the office, which thankfully, was labeled CENTRAL OFFICE in big, bold letters.

When Ed was inside, he distinctly smelt a spike of cinnamon and apple, which he didn't mind. "Hello, may I help you?" Ed glanced to an elderly woman with gray locks and thick-rounded glassed. She was shorter than Ed (FINALLY!) and hunched over, as if her back was fixing to snap. "I-I'm Edward Elric. I just signed up a few weeks ago?" He sounded confused and a bit scared, but more confused. The woman smiled, showing some gaps where her teeth should be. She shuffled behind her small desk and typed up my name. "Ah yes, Edward! You'll be on the third floor in the East Wing. Number three-two-one is your room number. Just let me print out a map, your schedule, and anything else you might need." Ed nodded and waited as the woman clicked and typed away, as if she was in a hurry to leave.

The woman ended up giving Ed a nice silver key that looked old, almost like the Kingdom Heart keys. "This is a very old school, so the locks are a bit out of date, but everything else here is brand new, I assure you," the woman said, whistling around the 's's and such. Ed nodded and waved to her before exiting with his eyes on his map.

He glanced at his watch, seeing that it was almost eight thirty p.m., so he simply shrugged his shoulders and decided it was time for some rest.

The dorm was easy enough to find, and the desk woman was correct about everything but the doors being up-to-date. There was a fancy elevator in the East wing that took him all the way to the third floor. His golden eyes scanned each door he passed by. There were a few college people sitting by their doors, smoking, drinking, or playing a guitar. Ed was thankful that his dorm was at the end of the hall, a few feet from the showers, too. Ed slipped his key into the lock, then turned it around twice, until the lock clicked. Ed pulled out his key and shoved it into his pocket, then opened the door.

He was surprised to see that the room was actually large for a college dorm. Ed was probably able to lay down on the carpet and add his torso-down to cover the length of the floor between his bed and his roommates. The other person wasn't in there now, but Ed could already tell he wasn't a rowdy-type. The person's bed was neat, but books surrounded the pillow, and there WAS a band poster, but it was in a different language, so Ed didn't try to comprehend. Clothes were tucked neatly into the person's drawers, except for a shredded pair of black pants and a dark, and he means DARK, purple tank top, which laid across the top of their dresser. Ed looked at his identical dresser and started to unpack.

After fifteen to twenty minutes of pure torchure, Ed was done unpacking. He stared at his reflection, finding bags under his golden eyes. He sighed and took out his red hair-band, letting his golden locks fall and curtan him from the world. He emptied his pockets of his cellphone, key, papers, and picture of him, his brother, and his mother. He shoved those things under his pillow, then rid himself of his black t-shirt. The white, crappy-looking sheets were thin and uncomfortable, but Ed laid in his bed and drapped his t-shirt over the sheets that captured his body. It smelt of home, so Ed decided to keep it there. Even though it was around nine fifteen, Ed was so tired that he fell into a deep sleep, not even bothering to wake up as his roomy entered a few hours later.