Freckles {Jean x Marco}

Chapter One

Okay, I take back what I said before. I MIGHT do EreRi/RiRen if it's a modern AU and they're only a year or less apart. Pretty much the only reason I don't like the ship is because of the age difference, so if you took that away, I might do it. Anyway, I've been rambling.

Enjoy~~

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[Jean's PoV]
I was in science class, doodling in the workbook. "I will be assigning groups now," Mr. Smith said, and I imagined his eyebrows flying away for whatever reason.

"Marco, you're with Jean, Eren, and Mikasa." I glance at Marco, who was dutifully taking notes on our lesson. He looked around for the people in our group, finding Mikasa, Eren, and resting his eyes on me.

"Armin, you're with Sasha, Connie, and Farlowe. Annie, you're with Hitch, Mina, and Bertholdt. Reiner, you're with Ymir, Krista, and Daz." After rattling off a few more groups, he told us to group up and plan what our project would be.

Me, Eren, and Mikasa flocked to Marco. He was the natural leader of us, the unnamed boss. I would be a bad leader for several reasons, Eren has anger issues, and Mikasa seems a little prone to violence and kind of scares most of the people in our class. However, Marco was the perfect candidate.

"I think we should make our project about the life cycle of one of the interesting animals he was talking about," Marco says as he holds up his workbook. The page had a picture of a luna moth.

Like I said, perfect notes.

"What's so interesting about it, other than the fact that it's creepy as sh*t?" I said, leaning on the table.

"Weren't you listening?" he scolds me.

"No one was," Eren says, absentmindedly playing with the key around his neck.

"The luna moth is interesting because it only lives for a week. It has no mouth, and lives solely for the purpose of laying eggs," Mikasa recites blandly.

"I told you it was creepy as sh*t," I mumble.

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After school, I had to go to this club. It was called "Peer Mediation" or something, and it's where students go if they have trouble. They talk with each other, then are supposed to dance around in a field of flowers or something.

I don't know, it's some weird stuff. When I walk into the room, I'm immediately reminded of those clubs for people who want to quit drugs.

I have to bite my tongue to stop myself from saying, "I'm Jean, and I've been smoking for [insert time period]."

I looked around the circle as I plopped down. I put my backpack behind me, leaning back and shoving my hands in my pockets.

(Warning: Mentions suicide)

Krista, who I'm surprised to see, is a few seats to the right. After a few minutes, the upperclassman at the head of the circle nods to Krista to start.

"I-I'm Krista Lenz. I tried to k-kill myself without talking about it to anyone..."

The upperclassman nods, jotting a note down on the paper in the clip of her duct-tape-covered clipboard. "Next."

(Warning: The warning section is over)

After a couple more people, it's my turn. "I'm Jean Kirstein, and I'm abused by my parents."

The upperclassman leans forward. "Why haven't you told the school?" she asks curiously, her glasses shining from the fluorescent lights.

"I didn't know we could," I say, shocked. What would the school have to do with our personal lives?

"I'll file a report for you," she says, leaning back again. "Next."

"I'm Marco Bott, and I'm bullied everyday after school," Marco, who I hadn't noticed sit beside me, said.

"But you're so nice!" Krista protests.

"Thanks, but not everyone thinks so," Marco says, laughing lowly.

After everyone has gone, the upperclassman stands up. "I'm Hanji Zoë, and I'm here to help you all!" she says cheerfully. "I am qualified to do this, don't worry," she adds, smiling.

"You sure?" I mutter, leaning back again.

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After the meeting, I started heading home. I put my headphones on, keeping my head low and my hands jammed into my pockets.

"I couldn't stop at the red light, the red light. Stop at the red light. Couldn't stop at the red light, you're just like a car crash..." I muttered as the song played.

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Hai! Arigatou for reading. All that stuff. As you could see at the beginning of the chapter, I MIGHT do EreRi if I feel like it. I probably won't feel like it, just a warning :P.

AnYwHo, you might be like, "WhEn WiLl ThE jEaN x MaRcO hApPeN"

Soon, grasshopper.

Soon.

Wtf. Don't ask what I was just thinking. I'm your sensei. JK, just call me Author~Chan or Luna~Chan. Or Luna. IDGAF. That is all.

OH YEAH. If you're feeling depressed, talk to someone. A trusted friend or an adult. It could be me ;)

I have been depressed. It sucks. If you are, remember that you're fabulous enough to flip your hair and say "IDGAF, BISH"

(Credit to the quote I just said: eren_skittles_and_me )

That's all. 😊