Jean and I ended up staying sat on the beach until the sun had set, either talking about the plan for tonight or just sitting in a comfortable silence. He then drove me back to school, saying he'd text me later. The plan was that he would go home, steal Nile's keys so we could unlock the school doors, then sneak out at around eleven o clock. It was only quarter past seven when I got back to my dorm, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to keep myself distracted from Krista if I was alone for more than five minutes.
Luckily, I had Armin. I hadn't spoken to him since the day before, and I knew he'd do me the favour of not bringing up today's events if it was clear I didn't want him to. So, I went to his dorm room, which was opposite to my own, and talked to him about anything and everything except Krista.
It was nice. I was always amazed how easy it was to talk to Armin, as though we had known each other for our whole life instead of just two short weeks. I guessed that lots of people must feel that way around him. There was just something about him that made him so easy to have conversations with.
When I got a text from Jean at eleven fifteen, I told Armin goodnight before making my way out of his room. He was probably relieved, really. Armin usually went to sleep before eleven, and would often study for most of the hour before then.
I grabbed my backpack before leaving the dorm building, responding to the message from Jean that had read he was on his way. I told him that I'd meet him in the parking lot, hoping that he wasn't actually driving whilst texting because if the past two days had taught me anything, it was that Jean was very prone to dying.
Luckily I didn't have to worry for long, as it wasn't too long before Jean arrived, a wide grin spread across his face as he stepped out of the car and showed off a set of keys he had stolen from Nile. I rolled my eyes, unable to help but grin a little as well, and started walking over to the main school building.
We both made our way over to the front doors, freezing when we saw one of them open. I cursed under my breath, grabbing Jean's wrist and tugging him over so we were standing behind one of the billboards that showed off Levi Ackerman's photography. Peaking my head round to get a better look, I glanced over to see Petra and Mr Ackerman standing by the front doors.
"They're totally fucking each other," Jean said jokingly, and I quickly elbowed him in the side in response. "What was that for? It's probably true."
"Don't be fucking gross, man. I hope it's not true," I said, looking over at him as I spoke. He just rolled his eyes, looking over at Petra and Levi again and humming lightly when the two finally stopped talking and walked off in different directions.
"Finally," he mumbled quietly once they were both completely out of sight, pulling the set of keys out of his pocket and making his way over to the front doors.
I let out a shaky breath as we entered and closed the doors behind us, looking around the dark and empty hallways. Jean glanced back at me, sensing my obvious nerves and raising a brow. "Don't tell me you're scared of the dark, Jaeger."
"Am not," I snapped, sounding a little defensive about it, though I was being honest. "It's just, well, what we're doing isn't exactly legal. What if we get caught?"
"We won't get caught," he assured, already unlocking the door to the waiting room outside of the principal's office. "Anyway, if we do get caught then you can just use your rewind power, can't you?"
"I wouldn't exactly count on my power from now on, Jean. It might stop working again like it did when I had to help Krista," I mumbled, not wanting to think back on what had happened, watching as Jean crouched down in front of the door to Mr Smith's office.
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Life is Strange (EreJean)
FanfictionHello! This is an Erejean fanfiction based off of and inspired by the video game 'Life is Strange.' You don't have to have played the game to understand/read this fic, but it really is a great game and I'd recommend it!