The Shifter With Purple Eyes

Chapter 7: Argument Sake

Aimii's P/O/V

Here I was talking with two new friends I just made. We were all talking about ourselves when I noticed that Jean was looking at a girl just across from us, the next I knew he was talking loudly not only catching Marco's attention but another boy's attention as well.

"You gotta do the strut if you wanna make the cut, the MP only recruit the best."

"Ah, man that would be amazing, working within the king. No greater honor than that." Marco says taking a sip of his drink until Jean hit him making him spill it all over his face.

"Shut up Marco."

"Jean!!" I yelled out to him trying to clean up Marco. What is his problem? Why is he being so obnoxious right now?  

"We're not children, so you can drop the misty eyed bs."

I looked at him intrigued, what he is going on about? Isn't working for the king a great honor? Well isn't working for any king a great honor? 'What am I even talking about I didn't even know we had a king!' I thought to myself.

"Honor doesn't have any damn part of it, you just wanna nice cushy job in the interior plain with glorified century."

"That's not true!" Marco exclaimed, "That's not me at all!"

'This is getting ridiculous, why is Jean acting this way?', I looked towards the girl Jean noticed earlier, 'Does this outburst have to do with her and getting her attention? ' I wondered. I took a deep breath saying my input,

"I don't know Jean, I may have only known Marco for a small amount of time, but he doesn't look or act like the type off person to just come here to get a spot that wouldn't help anyone. I'm sure Marco has his reasoning and whatever it is you have no right to make assumptions or judge, of course depending on wat it is, but I am sure that it's a good cause." I say sincerely and looking at Jean a little disappointed in his actions. They both seem taken back from what I said, Marco looking at me with thanks and Jean feeling a little embarrassed. 'But could it be from his actions?' I thought taking notice of it. 

"Listen to you guys."

We look over the the boy that said something, he had brown hair, a beige shirt with a dark brown overcoat on top of it and deep turquoise eyes holding a fiery passion of hatred and determination.

"Interior. 5 years ago this was part of it." he then took a sip of his drink. Part of it? Did something happen?

"What? You got a point to make friend? I'm right here." Jean said a little hostile. 

"Jean, calm down.", I told him already sensing that the situation was going to escalate from here.

"Poor Jean, so misguided and besides I don't think your head would fit into the interior anyway" one guy said. The others around them chuckled at the boy's remark while Jean looked annoyed.

"Very funny." Jean remarked.

"Seems kinda backwards to me find tuning your titan killing skills so the brass will station you somewhere where you'll never see one" the other boy said. I can tell what Jean said bothered him but why? Wasn't Jean's choice? Why did it matter to him

" You'd think I was good at getting killed? Thank you but I'll pass. Better to play the system than to get gnawed on."

The brown haired guy got up looking super pissed and got up, "YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

"Bring it on you little bastard!" Jean said getting up as well.

"Woah, Woah, Woah!" I said getting up as well to stop them. What the hell is this kid's problem? Yes, Jean is being obnoxious but that gives him no right to start a fight, it will go nowhere and should know.

"Eren please stop it." A blond hair boy who was sitting next to him and the other girl stated. She looked over and got up,

"Gentleman please." she took the boy, whose name I learned is Eren, by his hand placing it it down and him looking at her in shock than looked away. I noticed the transition and wondered what is their relationship with each other but also sighed in peace once it seemed like the fight was not about to start.

Once it seemed.

Because the next thing I know, Jean has Eren by the back of the shirt yelling,

"YOU THINK YOU CAN JUDGE ME!?"

"YOU RIP MY SHIRT YOU'RE DEAD!"

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOUR SHIRT! YOU PISSED ME OFF."

"WHAT ARE YOU CRAZY?!"

"Jean, what in the world?!" I yelled running up to him to let the kid go, the next thing I know Jean is on the ground. "Jean!" I run up to him making sure he's okay not really caring if anyone sees or if the kid has a problem with it. Everyone gasps looking at Eren. If no one was looking then, they were most defiantly looking now.

"Damnit! What the hell was that move?" Jean replies.

"Little something I picked up this afternoon while you were busy with your thumb up your ass" Eren respond a little deadly, something about him just stirs me the wrong way...

"You honestly believe that the Military Police are the ticket to the good life? You're not a soldier, you're a joke."

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This was by far the hardest and the most struggling chapter I had to make like jeez, I had to make sure that I got everything word for word but I will admit that it was fun! 

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