money and rules vs love. Edward elric love story. ^.^ 2

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Jess's Pov
"Get up sunshine!" Riza sang and you shot up. "What time is it?" "Don't worry. You have an hour and a half. So take a shower, eat, and get to the library." "Can I come?" Haze asked bouncing on you. "Sorry, you can hang with Al. He said he wouldn't mind. I'm sure you'll have fun." "Ok, I understand!" She curled in a ball and you got out of bed. "I'll be working. Go to the mess hall, drop her off, and leave. No, talking." "No, sweat." You picked out a red T-shirt and black pants. You took a quick shower and got dressed. You put some military boots Riza bought for you on and you two headed out. After you ate, you walked to the Elric's dorm. "Hey, Al." You said nicely when he opened the door. "Hey, Jess."

"Are you positive you wont mind watching her?" "Yea, we'll have fun." "Well, I fed her, so don't worry about that. If she gives you any trouble, find Riza. Bye." "Bye." He closed the door behind him and you were off. *I bet he'll push me, so I better be ready.* You walked up the steps and saw Ed. "Talk about being on time." He said looking up from his watch. "Thank you." "Well, let's get started." You walked in behind Ed and he walked up to a desk. "Sheska?" "Yes." Said a girl popping out from behind the desk. "Where are the books to help a person pass the State Alchemy Exam?" "There." She said pointing to a door. "Thanks." You two walked in the door and he motioned you to a table. "Sit down." You did and he gave you a book.

"Just so you know, if I teach you, that means you follow my rules and listen. Also, skimming wont help. Read the books word for word." "You got it." You opened the book and began reading. ~A few hours later~ "This is impossible." Ed whispered as he watched you read. "Done." "This can't be. You read this whole case of books. How?" "I can read fast." "But, it's...I haven't a clue what to say." "I have two more cases." "So, you could read all these books in three days. The rest of the time we could think of something amazing for you to do and work on your fighting skills. This is easier than I thought." "I try." You said standing up. "You what to get something to eat?" "Sure. I'll buy." "Um, what?" "I'll buy. You're a great teacher."

Ed looked at you stunned and you walked up to him. "What?" "Most girls say the guy should pay." "To me it's who has more money." "You have more money?" "I do and I'm not going to prove it." You two walked to a small cafe and ordered food. "How much money do you have?" "I rather not say." "Why?" "Because I hate bragging." "Just tell me." You took a deep breath and looked down. "I'm worth a few..." You mumbled the rest. "I'm sorry? I didn't catch that." You looked up and around. You whispered in his ear and he blurted it out. "A few billion?!" You smacked yourself in the face. "Are you serious?!" "Yes." You said low. "You mean to tell me that a rich girl is buying me food?" "Yes!" You yelled at him.

"Yes, buy what you want. Money means nothing to me!" You slammed 100 dollars on the counter and he starred at you. "What?" "Nothing!" You sighed and you two ate. "I'm confused." "About?" You asked walking next to Ed. "If you're so rich, why would you want to be a dog?" "I hate when my parents don't believe I can do something and I prove that I can. I get a stare from my dad and a soft fake smile from my mom. The only ones that care are Riza, Walter, Sarah, and Mary?" "Who?" "My butler and two maids." He laughed and you cocked an eyebrow at him. "I'm dreaming. There is no way a rich girl could be walking next to me." You sighed and pulled out a wod of money. "Holy shit! I've never seen that much money!" "Now you have." "But aren't you snotty?" Ed just cut your last nerve and you snapped. You pinned him to a wall and looked him straight in the eye. "Listen Edward, I may be rich, I may have help, but I am not one of those snotty, rich, brats that do nothing but laugh at poor people and help themselves. Do you understand?"
 
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