After Hitch had normally walked in to salute everyone, Sasha mercilessly dragged Adelina towards the living room where she was greeted with a big group of people seated on the couch and other furniture.
They all turned their head to her since she was the last man in, and oh yeah because she was a stranger. The first one to stand up was Jean who rushed up to Adelina.
"Now who could imagine that it was possible for you to look even hotter." He said sleazily. As she always did when he opened his mouth, she had hers closed. He was pushed to the side when Armin came up to give her a hug. This was the first time they made physical touch and when Armin realized he immediately pulled away.
He quirkily pulled himself together, introducing her while still blushing. Adelina's tongue reached to the inside of her cheek to suppress a smile at Armin becoming a mess by the touch of a girl.
"This is Adelina!" He said pointing his thumb towards her. He then walked to the drinks, gulping whatever liquor inside his red cup.
"Nice to meet you, I've heard great things about you! I'm Reiner." A big and bulky blonde said, being one of the few people she had yet to have met. "Adelina. And that's weird. Because I'm a bitch." She tilted her head sounding like she meant what she said. Which she did.
Reiner laughed along with a brunette next to him. "I'm Bertholdt." The brown haired boy introduced. "Right." She said as she suppressed the urge to ask why his parents would be that terrible.
Bertholdt turned around as Reiner leaned closer and whispered "We make fun of his name all the time." as if he had read Adelina's thoughts. "The current favorite is-"
"Bottomholdt! Be a cutiepie and clean the table so we can play beerpong." Connie said as he started to remove cups and drinks from the dining table "Bottomholdt is crazy." Adelina said wheezing with Reiner. "Don't start with me Cornelius." Bertholdt muttered bitterly.
After greeting everyone Sasha made Adelina take shots with her and her boyfriend Niccolo. Adelina's pregaming drinks had removed her urge to gag after every tequila shot. The three of them was talking until Sasha had started to talk - or in fact- slurred seductively which was a sign for Adelina to remove herself.
She took a seat on the couch sipping on her drink. By the other end she saw the guys in her art class sit texting on his phone. He wore a fitted black t-shirt with black wide jeans. He had his hair in a manbun as he had during art class.
Being tipsy, she didn't even realize how creepily she stared at him. He locked his phone tuning his eyes towards Adelina - or no actually
"Didn't know you knew Marco and Hitch." Armin said placing himself besides her. "We have art class together." She answered before looking quickly at the green eyed boy to see if he would inform that he also took that class.
His eyes shifted to her for the first time. He never spoke in class and Although she had somewhat socialized there, he had never once turned to her. His eyes bore into hers intensely. But before she could utter anything his phone lit up, which led to him going back to texting someone.
Mikasa sat herself on the other side of Adelina, blocking her view of the brunette. "How you feeling comrade." Mikasa said teasingly. Adelina definitely knew she was referring to their previous battle. "Sore. But that's just how I like it." She turned her eyes to Armin who looked confused.
His confusion turned into embarrassment as if he was afraid to be caught thinking about something he shouldn't. The moaning in the background coming from the speakers that played 'P Power' didn't help the situation.
"Armin don't be dirty." Adelina furrowed her brows, looking away. " I wasn't-" "Let's play a drinking game!" Jean said earning positive responses. Adelina sideyed Armin. She licked her bottom lip before smiling smugly. Oh how she loved teasing especially the innocent. Armin scowled and looked right into her eyes before tucking in his lips.
YOU ARE READING
The Lotus
FanfictionAdelina starts her first day of University of Paradis. She laughs thinking about how everything could've been different if the boy had chose another seat. It would've been different indeed...but would different mean better? ErenxOC