𝚁 𝙴 𝙵 𝙻 𝙴 𝙲 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 | 𝙴𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚃 𝚆 𝙴 𝙽 𝚃 𝚈 - 𝚃 𝚆 𝙾

The next week was chaos.

I had a whole bunch of quizzes and tests (which was very convenient that all my teachers assigned them at the same time). They weren't too bad, but then again, I was at least glad that I got them all over with. I'd actually studied for a few of them this time, feeling the need to make myself feel less like a complete failure.

When I wasn't busy dealing with that, I was working on the report with Eren. I'd completely given up with fighting the reality of my situation with him. I think he'd done the same far before I did, which was probably why he always got so mad at me giving up. We hated each other, but the fact still remained: we had to deal with each other—despite any personal grudges—to be able to graduate in a few months.

Most of the time we spent snapping at each other's throats, but we were running dangerously close to spring break now... with only a week left to finish the damn essay. And so we took a bit of a break from the project—still with no idea of what we wanted to do for our documentary. Eren said he had a few ideas in mind, but the dickhead wouldn't share with me yet.

But I didn't care, I just wanted to get this damn report in on time. It was a ridiculous research essay, and the fact that it was a partner thing meant that it was extremely hard for both of us to write it without arguing over it.

But we somehow managed. Eren never brought up the fight we had—and neither did I. It was almost like it never even happened. It wasn't like I was complaining, though.

Days passed by in a flurry, and before I knew it, it was the weekend again. Well, technically Friday night, but it wasn't just any Friday. Today was Annie's birthday.

I finished getting dressed, checking the time. I was early again, but my anxiety would just never let me be late.

Apparently to everyone but Annie herself, this night was a pretty big deal. Historia planned out the entire event once again—since she seemed to love doing it.

She was having us all over at her place, since her parents pretty much owned a mansion. And for some reason they were all okay with her having a whole bunch of people over.

I had no idea what to expect, but I didn't hurt myself trying to think too much on it. I was actually kind of excited—and a little nervous. I didn't know how many of us would be there, but it seemed like a pretty big deal.

My mom drove me to Historia's, which wasn't too far of a trip. We had a brief and light conversation on the way there—making me feel a hell of a lot better.

Even though I'd been to her place a few times before, it never failed to make my jaw drop as we approached her castle of a home.

"Holy shit—" My mom began, then caught herself. "Sorry for the language, but that's the biggest house I've ever seen."

I laughed, looking at the mansion in front of us. "You should see the inside. She's basically royalty."

My mom stopped the car near the gate to her house, and I hesitated before getting out of the car.

"Hey—" I looked at her. "Just relax and try to have fun, okay? Don't stress too much about it."

I gave her a smile. "I'll try."

I was starting to see more of my mom, and things were actually... good between us—for once. We hadn't argued or gone at each other the way I did with Eren. Thinking about it, Eren seemed to be the only one I ever did argue with.

I got out of the car, taking a deep breath as I waved, watching my mother drive off. She was going over to her boyfriend's house once again, and apparently sleeping over, so I had to find another way of getting home—to my everlasting luck.