Written In Blood

Part One

A typical day in the lunch room..

"Yeah! I did!"
"Haha! Loser."
"Shit, oh sorry!"

Chattering mouths, beatty eyes, horrible tales of woe. This is the everyday life. Mikasa tapped the cheaply made table with her graceful fingers. The sound, everybody knew, attracted Eren,Marco and Jean. "Mikasa! That's really annoying!" yelled Eren. Mikasa had half and half feelings for Eren. The first half, was that he is cute and brave, maybe a little on the clumsy side, but still suitable. The other half, the weird half, was that Mikasa was Erens adoptive sister. So it would be kinda weird if they were um.. A thing. A quick glare scared away Marco and Eren. Leaving Jean behind. "What?!" Mikasa asked. After that statement, Jean felt like leaving. But he didn't want his soft feelings to get to him. So he started. "I um, like, your um hair. Oops that was stupid!" Jean's face turned red as a tomato. So did Mikasa's. "Thanks, now I have some business to attend to, so if you don't mind..." Mikasa quickly regretted all her words. "Oh, okay. Sorry to disturb you." Jean stuttered. Jean tuned on the ball of his foot. He had his ands by his sides a little to hard. Trying to act casual. Losing his balance, Jean fell into Historia. "Ew freak!" Historia shoved Jean back. Jean tumbled onto Mikasa. Making her chair and the table, topple over. "Ouch! Oh Mikasa! 10000 apologies. Um I love you!" Jean turned bright red. As always, he was speaking his mind. Even when he didn't want to. "Well, I guess this is fate. I have a confession to." Mikasa gushed.