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-Music in His Ears, Beauty in the Eyes of His ARC-
-You and Him?: Part 1-
-Eren's POV-

[I am sooo, so , terribly sorry for this late update. I had to sort out all of the parts and what's gonna happen in them in another doc. I was also working 3 other stories and I was in testing in school at some point. But I've had an entire summer and I've written all I wanted, so, that being said, I made sure t make this chapter extra good for you since it's such a late update! ENJOY!]
I've been watching her go from class to class, trying desperately to gather up some info for this project. I thought I'd have it down packed... Apparently not.
"Why don't you try actually interacting with her?" Said Armin trying to find a way to pass the annoying truck in front of us.
"Bud, this is a stalking project. I've never heard of a stalker actually involving themselves in the victim... I really just might fail this." With an exaggerated sigh, I slumped in the back of the car. So far, that one of my feet apparently hit Mikasa, who was in the passenger seat, in the back of the head. She scoffed and shoved my foot away before finger combing her hair back to a presentable state. Lucky enough to have the back all to myself just let out yet another sigh and just sprawled out into different position.
"Well actually, some stalkers are acquaintances with their victims," Armin hardened his eyes at the work truck moving painfully slow in front of his car. "And usually go from -- hold on a sec." Tightening his grip on the wheel, he looked through his rear view mirror once, then back at the truck, and then again to his rear view.

2 cars behind us. Not too close. Great.

Almost as quick as lightning he put the car in reverse, turning back with his hand on the back of Mikasa's chair he swerved in reverse a little. Even faster it seemed, he switched gears and moved lines, pressing on the gas a little more to drive past the truck in front of us.
"How about you move THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY! "
The truck and the cars behind it honked at Armin but he had none of it. Rolling down his window to furiously flip them off. Certainly I hadn't gotten the memo because I was definitely not ready for Armin showing his fiery colors so early in the morning. Mikasa on the other hand was unfazed by the reckless driving. (Seeing that, she's witnessed Armin at a worse state of road rage.)

"As I was saying, the stalkers usually go from their acquaintance placement and use it to their advantage -- Dude are you okay?!" So I wasn't the only one who wasn't ready for another's actions because when I saw the blond turn around, it was written all over his face that he was in guilt of putting me into the position I'm in. Face planted into the window, a leg thrown up against the back of the car where the speakers were, and my backpack... let's just say the sun isn't shining right there at the moment. And I had some heavy textbooks in there which I totally regretted having.

Once Mikasa got a look, she began to giggle uncontrollably. "I told you put your seatbelt on." She continued with her giggles.

"S-shut up Mikasa!" peeling my face from the window, knowing it was gonna leave me little red around the nose and cheeks. "What's the time looking like Armin?"

Armin quickly glanced down to his radio. "It's going on 8:30."

"What?!"

"Why what's wrong?" We pulled up at a red light.

"I have a test at 9 and I want something to eat! Step on it!" As much as I didn't like school, I was taught early how important tests were seeing how I usually got bad grades on them and no amount of homework or classwork would help the depressing F's I was given every time. I actually had time to study for this one after I finished my project entry and I wanted to be there early and ready so that when I got a good grade I could rub it in my teacher's face for expecting low of me. I sat on top on the little compartment between Mikasa and Armin. Being so close and yelling at the top of my lungs, it frightened Armin causing him to step on the gas pedal extra hard.

"Yeah, heh heh!" Armin's face was priceless, practically scared shitless. And I was absolutely loving the fact that we were going 30 miles over the speed limit of the freeway. The excitement was enough to make me jizz my pants if Armin hadn't already with his reckless driving earlier... Wait forget I said that.

"S-Sit back! And put a seatbelt on!"

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"Thanks 'preciate it." Thanking the lunch ladies before exiting the cafeteria making my way towards my testing classroom. Before I got the chance to even put in my headphones I heard some ungodly sound of someone dragging their feet.

"[Full Name]! You are going to take this test!"

"B-But I don't wanna! I'm gonna fail it anyway!"

Looking in the direction of the noise, it took an inhumane effort to not shot rocket my orange juice right out of my nose.

Ms. Sports Diva Rei Okinawa literally dragging the poor unfortunate soul of what seemed to be [First] [Last] by her hair in my direction. Assuming by small glimpse of the situation, you had a test as well and obviously didn't want to take it. I won't admit I am nosy but this seemed like some good harmless drama that I needed before by dreadful test. I finished off the warm jelly topped biscuit and made my happy ass over.

"[First], don't make me call Reiner. You know he'll have your ass in that trailer in a second!

"What seems to be the problem ladies." I said too smooth for my own comfort but I was being a little daring for the greater good, so I thought.

"Thank God! Eren, you gotta help me!" Your small frame desperately grabbed onto my shirt. Wrinkling it between your thin digits. I was a little stunned by the gesture before turning to the brunette with a look of slight unease.

As if she read my mind," She's giving me hell about taking her J. AP Lit. test. Found her in the locker room playing her otome games, thinking she could get away with it." the last thing I knew, was directed more towards [First]. My mouth moving before I really even had a chance think.

"...I could um...Get her off your hands if you want."

Rei squinted her eyes in immediate suspicion. Then, ever so slowly, walking up to me. Getting dangerously close to my face and pulling a menacing glare.

"And how do I know you're not just some lolicon who wants to get freaky with my little nugget, eh?"

"U-Um because...", I looked down to meet the pleading eyes of [First] then looking back to Rei, her appearing more like a mafia leader demanding their money. Hold on, where'd she get the toothpick. It almost scared me more than the thought of the [First] having a go at my sacred jewels with the baby killers of shoes I see her wearing sometimes, or so I call them.
Having to think a little too fast since the pressure of her gaze was getting to me I just let the words come out whichever way they pleased. Weather it made sense or not. "OH! Y'know Armin right? Armin Arlert."

Tilting her head back to show a new composure," And if I do?"

Going good so far. "Well, These two lovelies are in the same class and I was gonna meet up with him after I ate anyway. Why not have someone to walk with?"

And Jaegerbomb does it again. Damn I'm good.

Sighing out of her threatening aura, she smirked at me showing her pearly white...fangs. Well I'll be. I've never seen canines that sharp. Well not the inhumane sharp like a dog or lion, but those were something. Patting me hard on the shoulder, "Your lame as utter hell you know that.." she stopped, pondering something. I knew why.

"Eren, Eren Jaeger."

"Welp, Jaeger. Take good care of her. I got a test of my own. But if you really don't think you could handle her I could get my boyfriend Reiner to help." Taking a quick glance at you she leaned close to my ear and whispered some unsettling words, "She's a biter." Rolling down her red cardigan sleeve to show me two painful looking bite marks that looked fresh and have already started to flare. And here I thought the monster athlete and her bites would be something serious.

"I- uh, think I'll be fine." I was a little nervous to state it but I really didn't think you'd just sink your teeth into someone you didn't know as well as a friend.

"Alrighty then. Suit yourself. And you," looking towards [First] while back pedaling towards the school building. "If you fail that test I'm burning your poster of J Park."

"You wouldn't." You growled. Rei gave a try-me look before busting out into a sprint in the school's main building.

I shifted my attention down at you to see that you were still tightly holding onto my shirt but now with a singe hand and your hair was a mess from being gruesomely pulled. Your form engulfed in a huge flannel that looked like it belonged to the other sex. A regular [f/c] tank and jeans. Your shoes though, kind of scared him. Combat boots with spiked studs all over the toes and heel.' Those are some baby killers, I swear it! Kick a guys lights out and it'll be the new way of getting your tubes tied.'

"Y'know, It always amazed me how you change up your style so quickly." You looked up almost like you had to quickly remember I was there and you had my clothes in a death grip.

Snickering, "To be honest with you, I just put on clothes." Your voice cool and calm as you showcased with a small smile.

What is it? The 3rd time at most that we switched an actual full sentences to one another. Everyday we sit together in the back of the class as usual, but most days you're sleeping like an ogre and I have to risk getting hit with a dry erase marker. Though whenever there's a good day and you're actually up and running, we hardly say anything more than "Mind lending me a pencil?" or "What did he just say?" We both never know what he says. I mean we do sit in the back for fuck's sake. I'd have to change all of that if I expected to get a good grade on my English project.

"Armin is in the same classroom trailer as your right?"

"Oh yeah, T7"

And with that, we headed up there.

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Holding the door open for you, I flashed you a quick smile to hide that fact that I was embarrassed and not used to doing stuff like this.

"What a gentleman." you cooed. You stepped into the classroom and bowed, saying something in a foreign language and it almost sounded like you were a whole different person and of that nationality.

"おい! [苗字]! 遅い!" {Oi, [Last]! You're Late!} A ruler whipped past the both of us, embedding itself into the wall. The wind blew your hair back and you sweatdropped. To be honest, that literally scared the living hell out of me. What kind of class is this? And Armin is in here too?

"I'm so sorry Sensei! It won't happen again." a short, older looking lady which I should assume is the teacher came up and bonked you on the head with a paper fan.

"如何して英語を話ますか?! これは日本語クラス!" {Why are you speaking English?! This is a Japanese class!} So I could see that this class is no joke. Teacher hitting students with paper fans. And by the class's room structure, it seemed to be set in such a formal way I felt like I need to present myself in a better light just standing in here.

"Empress. Calm down just a tad. You wouldn't want that screaming to create wrinkles on your beautiful face. She said she wouldn't do it again, no? Take her word for it." I rolled his eyes so far back I knew someone could see the red veins peeking from my bottom eyelid. Of course Armin knew how to settle a situation like no other. With him and his smooth talk even I'd be persuaded into doing somethings.

"Yeah, whatever." With a hmph of her breath, she turned her heel and walk away with hand behind her back pulled into a fist. Didn't she just say no English. This class would surely be the death of me. With a nervous sigh Armin watched the teacher walk away. Turning to meet my eye's he showed it dead upon his face that he was surprised to see me.

"Eren? What are you doing here?"

Point to the shorter form beside me, " I was obliged to walk this one to class, she was found trying to skip out on a test I think you're having today."

Armin looking in my pointed direction his eyes fell upon you and as if he hadn't seen you there the entire time he jolted in the slightest.

"[First]! [First]? Wait you were really gonna skip. You usually do well on tests." You shrugged your shoulder and looked at him defeated.

"Yeah, I know, That's why I didn't want to come." Running a hand through your nest of hair and giving your shoulders a shrug, "I never really liked the silent atmosphere of tests to begin with and I knew my grade wouldn't be affected too bad if I didn't take it. It's not even a big test is it? More like a quiz, am I right?"

"I don't even know myself to be honest with you, but you really shouldn't think like that. Everything is important in school. What if J-" Armin quickly glance at me before leaning a little closer, whispering. "What is he found out about you skipping?"

Your form shook in the slightest at the idea of such a person finding out. I guess you hadn't thought about you skipping this test all the way through. But who had such an influence on you, that wasn't your parents, who would have even cared about you skipping a test that you most likely would've passed.

"Well it doesn't matter now. I'm here aren't I?" With a Sunday smile you made your way over to a desk. Leaving Armin and I to speak. I was actually a little uneasy about being alone with him after I had just walked you to class. Adding to that, not too long ago he had admitted that he kind of liked you. And telling him that I chose you for my 'stalking' project was already hard enough and I certainly wasn't signing up for round two of witnessing the small glint of jealousy in his eye seeing me getting so snug with you. I hated that he wasn't acknowledging that he didn't like it but whenever he was ready I was all ears.

And that time wasn't for today since he just gave me a nod and a 'good luck on your exam' before walking to his seat. I sighed and stuffed my hands in my pockets before heading out the door and into the chilly January weather. I looked up at the cloudy sky, pretty sure it was gonna rain soon since the sun was nowhere in sight. But then again, that's how it's been for the past few weeks so who knows anymore.

A deep sigh left my lips and so did the fog of my breath. Heading inside was the best idea at this point because I need to get to class and it's hella cold out here... Though it makes me wonder, why did it seem like you were unfazed by it? Like you didn't mind the cold weather and actually embraced it with the fact that you weren't as bundled up as everyone else... I could put that in my project. Wait, no, I would actually have to talk her and not just random things that pop up in my head.

Though that didn't stop me from letting my mind wonder...

From your unruly fluffy locks to the shoes you put on your feet, you were just interesting. You weren't normal and that's not something I got everyday. Someone striving to fit in but no one wanting to embrace who they really are, which might be better than what they display to others.

You weren't particularly shy, only when it something new to you. I caught onto that quick just from the little time I have been with you in class. The friends you made were close to you not someone who is just there to talk to but someone to connect with. And when I think about it like that will I ever be like that with you.

Maybe something more?

Would I be able to talk to you comfortably? Would I be able to touch you and give affection... like a friend would of course? Would I-

"Wo-Woah!"

THUD.

"Argh, Ow! Mother trucker, dude. That hurt like a butt cheek on a stick.." I said almost under my breath.

Hurt and embarrassed as utter hell, I looked up to see a few stray people that were roaming the halls looking at me and obviously trying to hold back a laugh.

Tripping over your feet while walking up the stairs would be hilarious... if it wasn't me. But while I picked myself up and held the aching hip, I tried so hard to hurry down the hall way to my classroom so no one could see the burning blush slapped on my face. And Dear God, my fucking hip hurts like a damn whale sat on it.

And of course I was late to class meaning I'd have to hear my disaster of an English teacher get on my case right before I have to take his mid term test, drowning all my hopes of even wanting to do well in a sea of [e/c] gems. Heh, so it's back you thinking about you?

Fuck, the door was closed. Even worse. But deciding to just push myself and get my ass in a seat, I quickly but quietly opened the door made a beeline to my usual seat 2 rows from the back... At least not without hearing the nagging, annoying voice of the short balding man.

"And Jaeger is late yet again." An uncomfortable amount of eyes watched me slump into my seat. Putting my bag in the chair beside me and taking out a pencil, I desperately tried to not literally take off Jean's nose for laughing at me.

"As I was trying to say before I was oh so rudely interrupted, we aren't having an exam today because I really want you to focus on the project. Since you're gonna be in here until lunch, I was some worksheets you can do for extra credit but when you're done you could do whatever."

The class got up an kinda made an awkward line forming from the teachers desk walking back to their seats with more of a packet then a few sheets. As I rolled up to grab one Mr.Trimmings put up his hand to stop me, turning to his desk to grab what looks like a textbook then handing it to me.

"Finish pages 111 through 210 and answer the question one some loose leaf."

"What?! That's 100 entire pages of boring black and white!"

"Should've thought about that before you decided that a girl was more important than being on time to my class." he said it in a hushed voice so that only I could hear him and raised a knowing brow when my eyes widened and a blush formed on my face. No doubt anyone could've heard your blood-curdling screams but for him to know I was with you after all that....

"The passages are pretty long so I'd advise you to start soon."

I groaned and walked back to my seat knowing it was inevitable that I, personally, had to do some stupid assignment that no one else had to do. On top of the project that I know I was expected to get an excelling grade on. Groaning once again and opening up to he said pages in the old and withering textbook.

"Ngh-That's not fair! You tricked me!"

The entire classes heads shot up. All I could do was smile like a dummy and get to my work.

You were something else.

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-Music in His Ears, Beauty in the Eyes of His ARC-
-You and Him?: Part 1-
-Eren's POV-

[I am sooo, so , terribly sorry for this late update. I had to sort out all of the parts and what's gonna happen in them in another doc. I was also working 3 other stories and I was in testing in school at some point. But I've had an entire summer and I've written all I wanted, so, that being said, I made sure t make this chapter extra good for you since it's such a late update! ENJOY!]
I've been watching her go from class to class, trying desperately to gather up some info for this project. I thought I'd have it down packed... Apparently not.
"Why don't you try actually interacting with her?" Said Armin trying to find a way to pass the annoying truck in front of us.
"Bud, this is a stalking project. I've never heard of a stalker actually involving themselves in the victim... I really just might fail this." With an exaggerated sigh, I slumped in the back of the car. So far, that one of my feet apparently hit Mikasa, who was in the passenger seat, in the back of the head. She scoffed and shoved my foot away before finger combing her hair back to a presentable state. Lucky enough to have the back all to myself just let out yet another sigh and just sprawled out into different position.
"Well actually, some stalkers are acquaintances with their victims," Armin hardened his eyes at the work truck moving painfully slow in front of his car. "And usually go from -- hold on a sec." Tightening his grip on the wheel, he looked through his rear view mirror once, then back at the truck, and then again to his rear view.

2 cars behind us. Not too close. Great.

Almost as quick as lightning he put the car in reverse, turning back with his hand on the back of Mikasa's chair he swerved in reverse a little. Even faster it seemed, he switched gears and moved lines, pressing on the gas a little more to drive past the truck in front of us.
"How about you move THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY! "
The truck and the cars behind it honked at Armin but he had none of it. Rolling down his window to furiously flip them off. Certainly I hadn't gotten the memo because I was definitely not ready for Armin showing his fiery colors so early in the morning. Mikasa on the other hand was unfazed by the reckless driving. (Seeing that, she's witnessed Armin at a worse state of road rage.)

"As I was saying, the stalkers usually go from their acquaintance placement and use it to their advantage -- Dude are you okay?!" So I wasn't the only one who wasn't ready for another's actions because when I saw the blond turn around, it was written all over his face that he was in guilt of putting me into the position I'm in. Face planted into the window, a leg thrown up against the back of the car where the speakers were, and my backpack... let's just say the sun isn't shining right there at the moment. And I had some heavy textbooks in there which I totally regretted having.

Once Mikasa got a look, she began to giggle uncontrollably. "I told you put your seatbelt on." She continued with her giggles.

"S-shut up Mikasa!" peeling my face from the window, knowing it was gonna leave me little red around the nose and cheeks. "What's the time looking like Armin?"

Armin quickly glanced down to his radio. "It's going on 8:30."

"What?!"

"Why what's wrong?" We pulled up at a red light.

"I have a test at 9 and I want something to eat! Step on it!" As much as I didn't like school, I was taught early how important tests were seeing how I usually got bad grades on them and no amount of homework or classwork would help the depressing F's I was given every time. I actually had time to study for this one after I finished my project entry and I wanted to be there early and ready so that when I got a good grade I could rub it in my teacher's face for expecting low of me. I sat on top on the little compartment between Mikasa and Armin. Being so close and yelling at the top of my lungs, it frightened Armin causing him to step on the gas pedal extra hard.

"Yeah, heh heh!" Armin's face was priceless, practically scared shitless. And I was absolutely loving the fact that we were going 30 miles over the speed limit of the freeway. The excitement was enough to make me jizz my pants if Armin hadn't already with his reckless driving earlier... Wait forget I said that.

"S-Sit back! And put a seatbelt on!"

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"Thanks 'preciate it." Thanking the lunch ladies before exiting the cafeteria making my way towards my testing classroom. Before I got the chance to even put in my headphones I heard some ungodly sound of someone dragging their feet.

"[Full Name]! You are going to take this test!"

"B-But I don't wanna! I'm gonna fail it anyway!"

Looking in the direction of the noise, it took an inhumane effort to not shot rocket my orange juice right out of my nose.

Ms. Sports Diva Rei Okinawa literally dragging the poor unfortunate soul of what seemed to be [First] [Last] by her hair in my direction. Assuming by small glimpse of the situation, you had a test as well and obviously didn't want to take it. I won't admit I am nosy but this seemed like some good harmless drama that I needed before by dreadful test. I finished off the warm jelly topped biscuit and made my happy ass over.

"[First], don't make me call Reiner. You know he'll have your ass in that trailer in a second!

"What seems to be the problem ladies." I said too smooth for my own comfort but I was being a little daring for the greater good, so I thought.

"Thank God! Eren, you gotta help me!" Your small frame desperately grabbed onto my shirt. Wrinkling it between your thin digits. I was a little stunned by the gesture before turning to the brunette with a look of slight unease.

As if she read my mind," She's giving me hell about taking her J. AP Lit. test. Found her in the locker room playing her otome games, thinking she could get away with it." the last thing I knew, was directed more towards [First]. My mouth moving before I really even had a chance think.

"...I could um...Get her off your hands if you want."

Rei squinted her eyes in immediate suspicion. Then, ever so slowly, walking up to me. Getting dangerously close to my face and pulling a menacing glare.

"And how do I know you're not just some lolicon who wants to get freaky with my little nugget, eh?"

"U-Um because...", I looked down to meet the pleading eyes of [First] then looking back to Rei, her appearing more like a mafia leader demanding their money. Hold on, where'd she get the toothpick. It almost scared me more than the thought of the [First] having a go at my sacred jewels with the baby killers of shoes I see her wearing sometimes, or so I call them.
Having to think a little too fast since the pressure of her gaze was getting to me I just let the words come out whichever way they pleased. Weather it made sense or not. "OH! Y'know Armin right? Armin Arlert."

Tilting her head back to show a new composure," And if I do?"

Going good so far. "Well, These two lovelies are in the same class and I was gonna meet up with him after I ate anyway. Why not have someone to walk with?"

And Jaegerbomb does it again. Damn I'm good.

Sighing out of her threatening aura, she smirked at me showing her pearly white...fangs. Well I'll be. I've never seen canines that sharp. Well not the inhumane sharp like a dog or lion, but those were something. Patting me hard on the shoulder, "Your lame as utter hell you know that.." she stopped, pondering something. I knew why.

"Eren, Eren Jaeger."

"Welp, Jaeger. Take good care of her. I got a test of my own. But if you really don't think you could handle her I could get my boyfriend Reiner to help." Taking a quick glance at you she leaned close to my ear and whispered some unsettling words, "She's a biter." Rolling down her red cardigan sleeve to show me two painful looking bite marks that looked fresh and have already started to flare. And here I thought the monster athlete and her bites would be something serious.

"I- uh, think I'll be fine." I was a little nervous to state it but I really didn't think you'd just sink your teeth into someone you didn't know as well as a friend.

"Alrighty then. Suit yourself. And you," looking towards [First] while back pedaling towards the school building. "If you fail that test I'm burning your poster of J Park."

"You wouldn't." You growled. Rei gave a try-me look before busting out into a sprint in the school's main building.

I shifted my attention down at you to see that you were still tightly holding onto my shirt but now with a singe hand and your hair was a mess from being gruesomely pulled. Your form engulfed in a huge flannel that looked like it belonged to the other sex. A regular [f/c] tank and jeans. Your shoes though, kind of scared him. Combat boots with spiked studs all over the toes and heel.' Those are some baby killers, I swear it! Kick a guys lights out and it'll be the new way of getting your tubes tied.'

"Y'know, It always amazed me how you change up your style so quickly." You looked up almost like you had to quickly remember I was there and you had my clothes in a death grip.

Snickering, "To be honest with you, I just put on clothes." Your voice cool and calm as you showcased with a small smile.

What is it? The 3rd time at most that we switched an actual full sentences to one another. Everyday we sit together in the back of the class as usual, but most days you're sleeping like an ogre and I have to risk getting hit with a dry erase marker. Though whenever there's a good day and you're actually up and running, we hardly say anything more than "Mind lending me a pencil?" or "What did he just say?" We both never know what he says. I mean we do sit in the back for fuck's sake. I'd have to change all of that if I expected to get a good grade on my English project.

"Armin is in the same classroom trailer as your right?"

"Oh yeah, T7"

And with that, we headed up there.

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Holding the door open for you, I flashed you a quick smile to hide that fact that I was embarrassed and not used to doing stuff like this.

"What a gentleman." you cooed. You stepped into the classroom and bowed, saying something in a foreign language and it almost sounded like you were a whole different person and of that nationality.

"おい! [苗字]! 遅い!" {Oi, [Last]! You're Late!} A ruler whipped past the both of us, embedding itself into the wall. The wind blew your hair back and you sweatdropped. To be honest, that literally scared the living hell out of me. What kind of class is this? And Armin is in here too?

"I'm so sorry Sensei! It won't happen again." a short, older looking lady which I should assume is the teacher came up and bonked you on the head with a paper fan.

"如何して英語を話ますか?! これは日本語クラス!" {Why are you speaking English?! This is a Japanese class!} So I could see that this class is no joke. Teacher hitting students with paper fans. And by the class's room structure, it seemed to be set in such a formal way I felt like I need to present myself in a better light just standing in here.

"Empress. Calm down just a tad. You wouldn't want that screaming to create wrinkles on your beautiful face. She said she wouldn't do it again, no? Take her word for it." I rolled his eyes so far back I knew someone could see the red veins peeking from my bottom eyelid. Of course Armin knew how to settle a situation like no other. With him and his smooth talk even I'd be persuaded into doing somethings.

"Yeah, whatever." With a hmph of her breath, she turned her heel and walk away with hand behind her back pulled into a fist. Didn't she just say no English. This class would surely be the death of me. With a nervous sigh Armin watched the teacher walk away. Turning to meet my eye's he showed it dead upon his face that he was surprised to see me.

"Eren? What are you doing here?"

Point to the shorter form beside me, " I was obliged to walk this one to class, she was found trying to skip out on a test I think you're having today."

Armin looking in my pointed direction his eyes fell upon you and as if he hadn't seen you there the entire time he jolted in the slightest.

"[First]! [First]? Wait you were really gonna skip. You usually do well on tests." You shrugged your shoulder and looked at him defeated.

"Yeah, I know, That's why I didn't want to come." Running a hand through your nest of hair and giving your shoulders a shrug, "I never really liked the silent atmosphere of tests to begin with and I knew my grade wouldn't be affected too bad if I didn't take it. It's not even a big test is it? More like a quiz, am I right?"

"I don't even know myself to be honest with you, but you really shouldn't think like that. Everything is important in school. What if J-" Armin quickly glance at me before leaning a little closer, whispering. "What is he found out about you skipping?"

Your form shook in the slightest at the idea of such a person finding out. I guess you hadn't thought about you skipping this test all the way through. But who had such an influence on you, that wasn't your parents, who would have even cared about you skipping a test that you most likely would've passed.

"Well it doesn't matter now. I'm here aren't I?" With a Sunday smile you made your way over to a desk. Leaving Armin and I to speak. I was actually a little uneasy about being alone with him after I had just walked you to class. Adding to that, not too long ago he had admitted that he kind of liked you. And telling him that I chose you for my 'stalking' project was already hard enough and I certainly wasn't signing up for round two of witnessing the small glint of jealousy in his eye seeing me getting so snug with you. I hated that he wasn't acknowledging that he didn't like it but whenever he was ready I was all ears.

And that time wasn't for today since he just gave me a nod and a 'good luck on your exam' before walking to his seat. I sighed and stuffed my hands in my pockets before heading out the door and into the chilly January weather. I looked up at the cloudy sky, pretty sure it was gonna rain soon since the sun was nowhere in sight. But then again, that's how it's been for the past few weeks so who knows anymore.

A deep sigh left my lips and so did the fog of my breath. Heading inside was the best idea at this point because I need to get to class and it's hella cold out here... Though it makes me wonder, why did it seem like you were unfazed by it? Like you didn't mind the cold weather and actually embraced it with the fact that you weren't as bundled up as everyone else... I could put that in my project. Wait, no, I would actually have to talk her and not just random things that pop up in my head.

Though that didn't stop me from letting my mind wonder...

From your unruly fluffy locks to the shoes you put on your feet, you were just interesting. You weren't normal and that's not something I got everyday. Someone striving to fit in but no one wanting to embrace who they really are, which might be better than what they display to others.

You weren't particularly shy, only when it something new to you. I caught onto that quick just from the little time I have been with you in class. The friends you made were close to you not someone who is just there to talk to but someone to connect with. And when I think about it like that will I ever be like that with you.

Maybe something more?

Would I be able to talk to you comfortably? Would I be able to touch you and give affection... like a friend would of course? Would I-

"Wo-Woah!"

THUD.

"Argh, Ow! Mother trucker, dude. That hurt like a butt cheek on a stick.." I said almost under my breath.

Hurt and embarrassed as utter hell, I looked up to see a few stray people that were roaming the halls looking at me and obviously trying to hold back a laugh.

Tripping over your feet while walking up the stairs would be hilarious... if it wasn't me. But while I picked myself up and held the aching hip, I tried so hard to hurry down the hall way to my classroom so no one could see the burning blush slapped on my face. And Dear God, my fucking hip hurts like a damn whale sat on it.

And of course I was late to class meaning I'd have to hear my disaster of an English teacher get on my case right before I have to take his mid term test, drowning all my hopes of even wanting to do well in a sea of [e/c] gems. Heh, so it's back you thinking about you?

Fuck, the door was closed. Even worse. But deciding to just push myself and get my ass in a seat, I quickly but quietly opened the door made a beeline to my usual seat 2 rows from the back... At least not without hearing the nagging, annoying voice of the short balding man.

"And Jaeger is late yet again." An uncomfortable amount of eyes watched me slump into my seat. Putting my bag in the chair beside me and taking out a pencil, I desperately tried to not literally take off Jean's nose for laughing at me.

"As I was trying to say before I was oh so rudely interrupted, we aren't having an exam today because I really want you to focus on the project. Since you're gonna be in here until lunch, I was some worksheets you can do for extra credit but when you're done you could do whatever."

The class got up an kinda made an awkward line forming from the teachers desk walking back to their seats with more of a packet then a few sheets. As I rolled up to grab one Mr.Trimmings put up his hand to stop me, turning to his desk to grab what looks like a textbook then handing it to me.

"Finish pages 111 through 210 and answer the question one some loose leaf."

"What?! That's 100 entire pages of boring black and white!"

"Should've thought about that before you decided that a girl was more important than being on time to my class." he said it in a hushed voice so that only I could hear him and raised a knowing brow when my eyes widened and a blush formed on my face. No doubt anyone could've heard your blood-curdling screams but for him to know I was with you after all that....

"The passages are pretty long so I'd advise you to start soon."

I groaned and walked back to my seat knowing it was inevitable that I, personally, had to do some stupid assignment that no one else had to do. On top of the project that I know I was expected to get an excelling grade on. Groaning once again and opening up to he said pages in the old and withering textbook.

"Ngh-That's not fair! You tricked me!"

The entire classes heads shot up. All I could do was smile like a dummy and get to my work.

You were something else.