//UPDAAAAAATE
FINALLY YAAAAAY💩//
{Eren's POV}
After five long days of getting rude stares from people at school, the week was finally over. Somehow, I managed to make it through the whole week without seeing Levi. Damn, he would've been so pissed if he had seen me.
Plus, at this point, I had Mikasa all up in my personal shit. She was constantly nagging me about how I'm "too weak" and "can't handle this kinda stuff on my own."
On top of all this, I was failing half of my classes.
"I've talked to your parents; they've decided you need to get a tutor," Mikasa stated plainly as we walked home from school.
That basically means SHE convinced my parents to get me a tutor.
"What. The. Fuck. Mikasa, you are not my mom!! When are you gonna realize that????"
She let out a sigh. "Look Eren, I'm just helping you. Trust me. This will help you tremendously."
"But you can't just go around making decisions for me!! I'm not your freaking little br-"
She cut me off before I could manage to finish. "I know. You're not. But I care about you way too much to just sit back and watch you struggle."
"Whatever."
And with that I sped up and walked to my house alone.
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"Here's the address. Just call if you need anything," my dad said as he handed me a piece of paper with my new tutor's address written on it.
"Thanks," I barely mumbled taking it from him.
I walked about 3 miles before reaching the address that was written. It seemed like a relatively nice house, but my jaw couldn't help but drop at the sight of the yard. It was flawless. I don't think I've ever seen a yard so perfectly neat.
*knock* *knock* *knock*
I heard a low voice from inside. "It's open." I almost didn't want to open the door because I felt like I was intruding or something.
I slowly opened the door and closed it behind me. I still couldn't see anyone.
After a good minute of waiting, I heard footsteps. Suddenly, there right in front of me stood the one and only Levi Ackerman. //SURPRISE LOL NOT REALLY// My heart sank. I froze. Is this legit? You can't be serious. OF ALL PEOPLE, HE'S MY TUTOR??
I guess it could be worse. Jean could be my tutor. Wait no, he's too dumb to tutor people anyway.
"What the fuck are you staring at, brat?"
He continued to silently kill me with his usual, unreadable, monotone expression.
He sighed and motioned for me to follow him.
'I don't get it,' I thought to myself.
'He's acting as if he completely forgot about the incident with Jean at school. What if he did forget??? No. That's ridiculous. There's absolutely no way he could have possibly forgotten about that. So what's his deal???'
