Camp Paradis || Jean Kirstein

Apparently I'm Not Lucky Enough

  Wednesday morning, I was sitting on the counter in the gym. Annie was starring at the television that she had kept on a music video channel. According to Eren, she did this everyday, and he wasn't allowed to touch the remote.

  "You don't talk much." I noted.

  She blinked at the television screen, "I talk enough." Annie's answers were always short, precise, and her tone never changed. She was a straight to the point kind of personality and I liked that.

  I shrugged. I watched Eren have a conversation with a boy a few years younger than us. Eren kept looking at his own arms and flexing his broad shoulder, giving the kid advice on his workout routine.

  "Things are good with you and Armin?" I asked.

  "Why?" she got defensive. It was actually really cute. His golden retriever personality mixed with her scary persona was interesting. For a while, I wondered what it was that brought them together, but I was beginning to see. I'd noticed her blush and smile softly around him before, and I was getting the vibe from her that she was a little sensitive when it came to him. It made sense, he was a ray of sunshine.

  I placed my hands on the counter and looked at her. She was still avoiding my gaze by starring off, "I was just asking." I reassured her, "I'm not getting any action this summer so I have to live through everyone else."

  "And who's fault is that?"

  I snorted at her response. I guess I could have found someone. I could somewhat drive a stick now. If Jean could teach me just a little bit more, maybe I could get good enough to drive the Bronco into Marley for a night out. Dad also said the Galliard's were coming in a few weeks, maybe I could give Porco another shot. He was attractive and the last that I heard- available. Hell at this point, I'd even give his asshole of a brother a chance. I scrunched my nose, remembering that that wouldn't work, because they new Reiner, and to everyone else except our friends we were still dating. I didn't need that to get back to my dad.

  Even Reiner and Historia had someone. I was the only person at this camp not getting laid. Well, maybe not Connie. Well... I tilted my head, considering it for a fraction of a second until the thought made me feel gross. No.

  I guess Jean wasn't getting any either. Now, the idea of us helping each other relieve some tension was a much more appealing image than Connie and I doing it. I bet those long and steady painter's fingers could do more than paint.

  I found myself biting my lip to hide my smile as I looked down at my nails. I shook the thought from my head, forcing my focus to my chipped polish. Mine and Jean's relationship wasn't like that. I think we worked well as friends and after getting his forgiveness, I was not going to risk that relationship.

  "Annie, do you know anywhere around here where I can get my nails done?"

  "Do I look like I get my nails done?" Annie was quick, and funny. I snuck in a quick glance at her, looking her up and down. No I guess you don't. She was very tomboyish, the complete opposite of myself. I didn't even think that she was wearing makeup, which made me jealous when I noticed her natural beauty for the first time. When Historia said the whole staff was hot, she wasn't kidding.

  "I was just wondering. Let's go together when I find a place." I felt her finally look at me, "I've been meaning to get mine done for a while."

"I can't think of anything better to do with my time off."

Fuck, I love her.

"We should invite everyone else too." I was hoping that if I went ahead and included her in the we she would just go along with it, "I think we could all use a break from camp."