How You Really Are | Jearmin

Part 2 | Chapter 10

Annie didn't quite understand the whole thing about going out with groups of friends. It was kind of weird, or maybe the group she'd ended up in was weird.

Tomorrow would be their last day of school, normally that's why no one slept that night. It was cause for celebration, parties, alcohol and all that nonsense.

However, Jean said he didn't want to do it. Everyone notices that he is very upset about his parents, so he is being cautious. He doesn't want to be walking in the middle of the street and in someone else's house surrounded by his old team and half the population of the school that is homophobic, not with them drugged and drunk, when they can't calculate the shit they do. He doesn't want to take those risks anymore like he did when he was just starting to publicly date Armin and he wouldn't even enjoy it, so there was no reason to.

That's why the others supported that. For them it was also really horrible to be in the midst of those idiots and without their close friends, like Jean and Armin, as if the latter didn't have physical proof that there are pure idiots in their school.

The idea was simply to have a gathering at Marco's house. It has a nice backyard, everyone would bring alcohol, things to eat and basically enjoy with friends.

Still, it was strange, and Annie didn't understand, what could be the motivation for dressing up for something like this. There are few people in a backyard drinking and listening to music while talking nonsense, that would be all night.

It couldn't even get out of control, Marco's parents were going to be at the house (although they sanely accepted that they would stay away and not snooping around so they could have their fun and silly teenage things.)

Even so, Mikasa kept asking her opinion about the clothes she was wearing, something the blonde didn't know anything about at all.

"Do you like the skirt?" She consults.

"Yes, it's very pretty," she answers, sitting on her bed.

"You told me before, didn't you?" She frowns.

"Yes, I think, I like it."

"I can lend it to you sometime if you want," he suggests.

"No, thanks."

"Why not?"

"Don't you feel a little naked with that on?" Her face automatically generates an expression of displeasure.

"No, I'm wearing shorts underneath, of course."

"That barely covers you."

"Try it on later, you'll see that it feels good, it's very comfortable."

"No, thanks, I don't want to look like a slut."

Yeah, well, that... That definitely sounded a hell of a lot worse than in her head.

"... Wow, thanks," Mikasa blurts out, after a pause.

"No, no. I didn't mean that it makes you look like that, I meant that it would make me look that way."

"Annie, it's the same skirt," she says.

"It looks good on you."

"Do you think it will look shorter? It depends on the butt and the height, really, you have to try it on to know. You always wear longer skirts, that's why you don't know."

"Listen, they look good on you, like the models. I, on the other hand, would look like a prostitute. I can't wear things like that."

"What exactly does a prostitute look like? Scantily clad, showing a lot of skin?"