Helping Others Out

Chapter 1

Hey guys! This chapter's going to be super short (like, only 578 words), but I'm sure the rest of the chapters are going to be pretty long, compared to this one. I'm just trying to get this chapter done before I go over to my dad's tonight. I'll update maybe once every two weeks, since I can't write while I'm at my dad's. I'll write it down in one of my notebooks, though, so I'll kind of write at my dad's. I have most of this plotted out, so it shouldn't be too hard to write. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy the story! Let's go. *delves into world of writing for next couple of hours*

Also, everyone is going to be around the same age in this, considering this is a high school au. Just thought I'd let you know. Onward.

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"Hey, Jean!" Marco smiled, walking up to his best friend. They were meeting up in front of the local doughnut shop, just as they had before school every day for the past two years. It was the beginning of a new school year, and the two had made sure to keep up their tradition.

"Hey, Marco. How was your summer?" Jean asked. They hadn't been able to hang out over the summer, due to conflicting schedules. They texted the whole time, but that just wasn't the same.

"It was good, I guess. You know what I did; absolutely nothing, again," Marco replied. Maybe the conflicting schedules thing was a lie. Marco's parents just ... didn't approve of Jean. They were what you would don as 'over-protective,' and Marco was never allowed to hang out with anyone over the summer unless he had his parent's approval. And, well, you could probably imagine why Jean wasn't one of the few who got approved. Jean was a pretty vulgar person, and couldn't always contain himself. "What about you?"

Jean smiled at him apologetically, "Sorry about that. I wish there was a way that we could get them to be okay with you hanging out with anyone rather than just Armin. They love that kid." Marco laughed, shaking his head. "Anyway, I just hung out with the others. We didn't do much, just watched movies here and there, got ice cream, and swam a few times."

Marco just nodded, getting lost in thought. He'd like to see Jean in a pair of swim trunks, his v line showing, water dripping off of his perfect bod--

"We better get going," Jean looked at his watch, snapping Marco out of his small daydream. "School starts in five minutes, and it'll take about four to get there, two if we run."

"I'm not running," Marco stated, starting to walk off. He found that his thoughts were starting to venture again, and took off in a run in order to focus his mind on something else, like breathing.

"Hey!" Jean exclaimed. "I thought you said you were walking!"

"I changed my mind," Marco laughed.

As they approached the school, they could see their friends waiting for them in front of the main entrance. 

"How does it feel to be a senior?" Connie asked Marco.

"It feels exactly the same, to be honest," Marco shook his head, hugging his friend. "How about you?"

"I'm going to put my senior powers to good use. Senioritis, be prepared for me to abuse the hell out of you," Connie laughed, and Sasha hit him on the arm.

"You won't be able to get into that college you wanted if you slack off!" It was true. Connie wanted to get into one of the really good colleges. no one had influenced his decision. Even his parents were surprised.

Nonetheless, Connie rolled his eyes, "Fine. Let's go inside, so we're not late."

Everyone said their hellos and stepped into the building, scattering off to their homerooms. Since Jean and Marco shared the same homeroom, they continued to talk.

"Marco, do you ..." Jean started. "Do you think you could help me with something?"

Marco swallowed, suddenly nervous. He always got nervous when asked a question or for help, but he never let it show, always forcing on a smile. No one had ever caught on to any of his fake smiles, considering he had perfected the action years ago.

Putting on one of his infamous smiles, he said, "Yeah, of course."

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See? Short. I told you. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed it! It's my first AoT/SnK fanfic, and my first fanfic on this account, so I hope it was good as a first impression. I'll go deeper into everything in future chapters, seeing as I only had 2 hours to think up the beginning, and I kept getting distracted by my family and food. And music. But whatever. If you liked it, please leave a comment below. :)

~Skylar