Wherever I Go

Chapter Six

Third Person POV

After the entire week had passed, it was finally Friday. The bell had rung, dismissing everyone from their classes, and starting the weekend.

"Hey Mikasa, are you going to the party tonight?" Sasha asked her as they were at their lockers, about to go home. Her and Mikasa had lockers next to each other.

"What party?" Mikasa asked, shutting her locker door and putting her things into her bookbag. Then she zipped it and slung one strap over her shoulder.

"It's at a dance club in the city, it'll be fun, you should come!" Sasha answered, "It's the opening of the club, so they're celebrating tonight."

"Oh, okay." Mikasa replied, "I'll try to come."

"I can help you get ready, come over to my place at 5:00." Sasha suggested, walking by her side as they were coming to the entrance door.

"Okay." Mikasa replied, then opened the doors and headed down the steps.

"Alright, see you later!" Sasha said then took her leave, going to her car.

Mikasa sighed, relieved that they invited her to go out with them. But now she realized she'd have to bring Eren along with her. It's not like anyone's gonna attack her anyway though, it's a party.

"Oh, you're here." Eren said as he realized Mikasa had approached. He had been staring at the kids across the street playing on the playground.

"Yeah, are you going to the party tonight?" she decided to ask as they got in his car.

"Oh yeah, I heard about that. I am if you are." he answered, then cranked his car.

"Okay, I'm going, so I guess you are too then." she replied, looking out the window.

Mikasa's POV

At 5:00, I decided to head for Sasha's apartment. I had already out on my outfit, and was ready to go. As I got everything and got to the door, I realized something. I have no idea where she lives. I also didn't have her number.

Sighing, I went and knocked on Eren's door. After a few seconds, he answered. "Oh, hey Mikasa."

"Hey, do you know where Sasha lives?" I asked him.

"She lives in apartment nine." he informed me.

"Okay, thanks." I thanked him and he nodded a 'you're welcome.' Then, I realized it was just across the hall, how easy. I went over and knocked, then waited for a response.

"Coming!" I heard someone yell from the other side of the door, then Sasha answered the door. "Oh yay, you came!" she cheered, then allowed me to come inside.

Inside, girls we're getting ready. Krista was fixing Annie's hair into a french braid, Ymir was looking for an outfit to wear, a girl who I didn't know with black pigtails was doing her makeup, and now Sasha wanted to fix my hair.

"Can you cut it?" I asked, sitting down in the chair she was offering.

"Sure! How short?" she asked, then grabbed a pair of scissors. I hoped that I could trust her with my hair.

"About chin length?" I replied, looking at my hair in the mirror, "Or maybe shoulder length?"

"How about half way then?" she suggested. I nodded and then she sprayed my hair with some water, then positioned my head. Then, she began snipping away at my hair, letting it fall to the floor.

When she finished, she combed it put once more. "Is this good?"

I looked from different angles, then looked at the back with the mirror she was holding for me to see. "Yeah, thanks." I thanked her. It looked okay to me.

"No problem!" she replied, then started blow drying it. When it was dry, I let her fix it however she wanted, which was a simple braid from my bangs that was clipped back on the side. "Done!" she announced.

I admired myself in the mirror, looking at my appearance. "Thanks." I thanked her. She did a pretty good job.

At 6:00, everyone was ready to go. "Let's go!" Krista announced, grabbing her purse and putting it over her head, then across her chest.

"Okay, I'll meet up with you guys there." I said, then watched as everyone went ahead. Then, I went to Eren's door, knocking. A minute later, he answered.

"Ready?" he asked, then looked at me up and down, taking in my appearance.

"Yeah..." I answered, then watched him close his door behind him.

"I see you cut your hair..." he commented as we walked down the hall to the elevator.

"Yeah." I replied, running two fingers through a few strands.

"It looks nice." he complimented.

"Thanks." I thanked then stepped into the open elevator, pushing the button to go down. Realizing I didn't tell Levi where I was going, I quickly pulled out my cell phone and slid it open, revealing the keyboard, then texted him, telling him where I was going.

When we got out of the lobby, we got into his car and drove to the party.