Dating the One I Hate

~Explanations~

(Eren's POV)

I felt as if my luck was changing from this morning because when I got to improv class, there was a sub. The sub had told us we had a free period to do whatever, and being seniors, we could leave the school and still get credit!

I hurriedly grabbed my things and asked for a pass to the office, to tell them I'd be going. Once written I ran out of the theater and down the hall to my locker. I packed my backpack with the necessary items, and threw it over my shoulder. I made a check list to second check everything.

Camera? Check. Sketch book? Check. Pencils? Check. Books? Check. Blank music sheets? Check!

I nodded and grinned. I was excited. Which was weird, reckon my sour attitude to the projects before. But with Levi as my muse, I had a whole new aura that surround me.

I began to walk to the track to see if I could sneak a few pictures of my boyfriend. I knew what class he was in because Mikasa always complained about the people that were better, which was only Levi, and then all the "ignorant" people who could never surpass her. I've gotten to know all their names by now.

As I went to turn around the corner I heard a body slam into the lockers. My eyes widened and I backed up against the wall. I listened closely to the voices, ashamed I let someone, most likely an innocent freshman or vulnerable weak kid be bullied. I bit my lip and continued to listen much to my disgust.

"Tch, now the floor is filthy." My jaw dropped. I knew the voice...

L-Levi?! I thought. What the hell is he doing fighting someone?!

My heart dropped within my chest, and my mood visibly saddened. I know Levi is a popular jock and all, and his usual demeanor is curt and sarcastic, but never had I thought he'd stoop this low. I continued listening, searching for something to ward off my accusation.

"No. Because you aren't a worthy opponent. If I was to fight back and give my all, I'd kick your fucking ass, to the bloody fucking depths of hell." He snorted. Dammit! What's happening??

I cussed inwardly at myself for being too deep in thought. I missed hearing the other persons voice completely, worrying if my fake boyfriend was a bully or not.

However I did hear what I had been looking for, needing if you will. Levi wasn't the offender nor the bully. I let out a sigh a relief only to panic again.

That meant Levi is the victim!!

I frantically looked around, but the stopped knowing being awkward and frantic wouldn't do shit. I took a deep breath and attempted to do the smart logical thing, and round the corner finally, until the offenders voice caught me off guard.

"Whatever...I'm not in the mood to fight a weak OCD midget ass douchebag. Stay away from my brother. And breakup with him."

M-Mikasa?!

Right then and there I had decided, and with no second thought I whipped myself around the corner just in time to see Levi grab her hair, yank it and slam her to the ground. I stayed there, frozen in shock. Levi was bruised and bloody, looking as if he could kill. And knowing him, he could and probably would.

Mikasa coughed from impact and looked at him wildly.

In the time of my secondary panic I knew something happened, and it involved the provoking of Levi, whom now turned ties, and was said offender. I knew I should help, no matter who it was, but I stood there, watching Mikasa's demise, and Levi take the ring. Metaphorically anyway. We were still in the hall. And there wasn't actually a ring...