re connect; eren jaeger

001

August 31st 2023
first day of junior year through the eyes of Y/n

All them days her heart'd break, her heart not in pieces now.

"Y/n! Hurry the fuck up!" Deans voice echoed through the house.

I grabbed my black pencil eyeliner and went over my water line one last time so the color looked perfect. "Jesus calm down, I'm almost done!" I shouted back to him.

I stepped back from the mirror on my wall to get a good look at myself. I was wearing a green cropped tank top and low rise baggy jeans and a my white reboks.

Once I was pleased with how I look I grabbed my airpod pros from my nightstand followed by my old black jan sport backpack from the ground. Then walked out of my room and into the kitchen where Dean stood with an annoyed look on his face as he stared at his phone.

He looked up at me when I opened the pantry door to grab a brown sugar pop tart. "You finally ready?" He asked.

"You finally done complaining?" I turned to look at him as he rolled his eyes and began waking to the door. I followed close behind him out the front door to his car and ate my breakfast as he drove the both of us to school.

When we pulled into the crowded parking lot I grabbed my phone from my pocket to face time Sasha. After a few rings she answered, her tan face and brown hair filled the screen.

"Y/n! Where are you? We were supposed to meet in the cafeteria by now." She questioned over the phone.

I let out a laugh, "I'm walking in right now. Sorry we were running a bit late." I smiled.

I guess Dean heard what I said because he took my phone from my hands, "It was all her, don't listen to a thing she says."

He hands the phone back to me, "Almost there Sash, please wait for me." I say with a pleading face while walking through the glass doors of the school. She gives me a thumbs up through the blurry screen of my phone, then hangs up.

Dean strays away from and walks towards his friends Jean and Connie, while I continue down the hallways towards the cafeteria in search of Sasha. I spot her standing with her head looking down at her phone. She's wearing a black tank top and low rise bootcut jeans with a pair of worn on black converse.

I walked closer to her, "Hey hot stuff." She looks up from her phone at the sound of my voice.

"Finally." Her voice is filled with relief, "Thought this might be a repeat of last year when you made both of us late."

I laughed with her as we both started walking down the hall to English, our first hour. We talked amongst ourselves until we reached the classroom, right before the bell rang. The desks sat two people each and me Sasha shared a look. But of course it had to be ruined when the teacher announced that there will be assigned seats.

Sasha was sat around the middle of the class while I was in the back corner by the window. They were tables of two, but no one sitting at the spot next to me and no one sitting around me that I was exactly friends with so I put my right airpod in and listened to Serial Lover by Kehlani.

After about ten minutes of class the teacher went over the syllabus and her class rules. Just as she was going to wrap up the run down of her class, the door swung open.

"Sorry I'm late," A deep voice echoed through the classroom. I looked up from my notebook and saw a pair of all so familiar green eyes scanning the class. His brown hair pulled back so half of it is still free while the top is in a bun.