Dating the One I Hate

~Love Me Not~

(Eren's POV)

"Good morning class! Today we will be sculpting love!"

You've seriously got to be fucking kidding me! Did Valentine's Day come twice this year? I mean, it's literally May, and now all the teachers are seemingly assigning students projects about love. Maybe they were making it up...a missed date could go a long way, right? Or, they're getting back at me! Things supposedly happen for a reason, so is my suffering for a reason? My having to step out of the box, to experience a feeling I've never really had the luxury to have, for a reason? I don't know.

I ferociously rubbed at my temples, trying to get the negative thoughts from my head. Maybe I needed counseling. Or Levi. Yeah...my lips on Levis, soft but rough lips. I began to heat up just thinking about him. I shook my head and started listening to the teacher. She was laughing.

"You should've seen your faces! Wow, that's some good shit right there." Ms. Dreyse held her sides as she regained composure. I rolled my eyes.

"Sorry kids, it's just. Seeing your minds react to simple concepts as the word love. It's quite hilarious." Some students shifted uncomfortably in their seats. I bet I could guess what most of them were thinking. Judging by Ms. Dreyse's reaction, it only further confirmed my accusations as correct. Perverts.

"Anyways, your project will consist of sculpting love. Anything you define as love. You will also be writing a reflection. Based on the reflection I will properly decide whether or not you fully grasped the concept in your sculpture. Got it?" The class nodded. She clapped her hands together and smiled.

"Great! Now get to sketching." Maybe I could find something to sculpt also inspired by the park? Probably not. To put it in a lack of better terms, I was screwed.

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The period seemed interminable, and when the bell finally rung, I sprang out of there like a mouse trap. I hadn't been successful in drawing anything, and I was greatly disappointed. That is, until I saw a familiar someone standing outside my locker. I bit my lip in order to contain my happiness. This was a fake relationship after all. I didn't want to give away how real it was for me.

"Hey, brat." I smiled.

"Hey, shorty." He glared at me and I shrugged, sticking out my tongue. He rolled his and yanked me down to his level. Soon his lips were on mine and mine were on his, kissing each other back. It's so natural to me now, I honestly wanted this every second of the day.

We parted and he gave me a smile, to which I responded with one in return. Oh Levi, if only you knew.

"How was your day?" He asked, as I put in the combination to my locker. I opened it up and began to put my books in. It was thankfully lunch, and after that, I had improv.

"Horrible." I let out an exasperated groan. "All my teachers assigned projects." He nodded. I contemplated whether or not to tell him the theme, but since we're dating, I felt if I did, I might hurt his feelings. He'd probably drop this whole act and dump me right then and there.

"How was yours?" I managed. He looked visibly surprised I actually asked him back at first, but then he smiled.

"It's way better now." I blushed at his comment, causing me to drop my books.