AoT Character X Reader: AoT One Shots!

GERMAN Jock!Mike X Reader

I had just transferred schools, so I was new at Trost High School. It was much bigger than my last school. There were two more floors here and many more classsrooms. To say the least, it was so confusing to me. The high school that I used to go to was so small compared to this one. Honestly, it made me want to scream, tear my hair out, and cry because I had no idea where I was going.

The principal Mr. Shadis showed me around on my first day. He would lead me to each of my classes. At the end of every period, he would be outside waiting for me. It was nice. I knew that not many principals did that for their students. It showed that he cared. That must have been why they were ranked one of the highest rated public school in the state.

In my German class I sat next to a boy with brown hair and blue-green eyes. He said his name was Eren Jaeger. He was German and was taking a German course? I thought that was strange.

"Please, introduce yourself to the class but do it auf Deutsch, bitte." (Translation: in German, please.) The teacher called me up to the front and made me stand there like a fool. I wasn't one that was all for public speaking. It made me so nervous and sometimes I couldn't handle the pressure. One time I nearly passed out because I was doing a public speaking thing. It was in front of hundreds of people. My nerves got to me, but in the end I turned it out.

"Guten tag, meine nam ist (F/N)." (Translation: good day, my name is. . .) I said while I was looking down at my feet. I heard a guy in the back chuckle at me. Was it because I stuttered? Was it because my pronunciation was off? Was it because of my name? Whatever it was it made me more self-conscious than I ever was before. Just because this guy was popular, or so I guessed, didn't mean that he could laugh at me because I was new and didn't fit in! It made me almost want to cry, but I didn't because I was stronger than that and could stand such petty things as that.

The teacher cleared her throat. "Mike! Das war nicht nett! Apologize to the poor girl!" (Translation: that was not nice!)

He stood up and came over to me. He got real close to me. Closer than I ever allow people to get. What did he do? He leaned in and sniffed my neck. I forze, but I did not stiffen up. Yes, it did catch me off gaurd, but no like I thought something like that would.

"I'm sorry, (F/N). Please," he took my hand in his, "forgive me. I didn't mean for it to be rude, I just thought your German was simple. That's not mention to be an insult!" I didn't take it as one. The German that I learned was simple, but I liked simple. Simple was the easiest way to go. I found much beauty in simplicity. Especially in languages. You can say things in the simplest way, but have the biggest impact of words. So, it was no insult.

The teacher told him and I to return to out seats, and we did. I felt his blue orbs piercing my soul. I didn't dare look at him, I was to embarrassed for what had just happened.

As soon as the bell rang I was out if that classroom as I fast I possibly could have been.

I went to my locker to gather up what I needed for my next class. As I closed it, I saw a familiar tall blonde standing and looking down at me. I didn't know why he was there. Did he follow me to my locker? If so, that was strange and stalkerish.

I ignored him because I wasn't looking to start a conversation. I needed to get to class, I was almost late, damn it. I couldn't have been late in my first week. That would be a bad first impression and I'm not one to live up to a bad impression. Everyone seemed to always think I was sweet, innocent child. It's not that I wasn't, but I wasn't. But bad impressions just weren't me.

When I started to turn away, he gabbed my shoulder and told me to hold out my hand, so I did. He placed a note in it and went his own way. I looked down at it, confused. A note? Okay . . ? That was strange. He was strange. But strange was okay, so I was okay with it.