Don't Be Mad, Jean (Jean/Eren)

"The person's name that you pick out of this hat shall be your project partner. No tricks. No lies. No trading either. I've had enough of you damn brats always complaining about project partners and I think it's time you open both your damn eyes and see that this shit is reality. Pass the hat around, please. I'm watching all of your moves."  Levi says, handing the small hat full of folded papers to Sasha in the corner.

As everyone randomly looked at Sasha, I saw Connie slightly gasp. Wondering what he was looking at, I tried to follow his eyes. I then saw it. "What's that in your desk, Miss Braus?" Levi started up again, glaring at Sasha in the eyes after she had passed it to the next desk. 

Now everyone was completely focused on what was going on. Sasha pushed the evidence further into her desk, "They're...books?" Levi pulled it out, out for everyone to see. "Really. Interesting...Are you blind to see that this isn't a book, Miss Braus. This is, what, a bag of potato chips?" There was silence. "Hey! Keep passing that hat around. Further more, Miss Braus, I think you deserve a meeting with Mr. Smith in the office right now. There's going to be a big meeting with you later. Please, don't miss it. And- don't dirty up the carpet with your muddled up shoes. It's disturbing to see piles of big-ass dirt and rocks sweeped to the corner after appointments." 

With that, Sasha had already left the room by the time half the class had taken all the paper slips. All us, the other half of the class without papers, had to do was wait and see who got paired up with who. Armin seemed to be paired up with Marco. Annie had paired up with Connie. Reiner paired up with Ymir. Bertholdt was fated with his complete height-opposite, Christa. Levi announced that Mikasa was paired up with Sasha. And so on, and so on. Finally after so long, I spotted Jean with a worried look as he stared at me from the other side of the class....Damnit... 

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The project was to be about anything completely complex. Like. Machinery complex. You needed a project that had genius shit in it. You needed to think like the professors of the world and just- your project could be looking for the cure for cancer, as long as you had proper, logical proportions and tables and everything. Man, I dunno how you explain it, but it just had to be super fucking cool, all right? We were supposed to come up with projects in 2 weeks and were supposed to present them to Levi-Sensei. So, with my thinking and the gadgety-mind of Jean Kirk-en-stein, we were gonna do just very fucking well, now weren't we? 

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"We'll have a meet-up tomorrow at my house about the project?" suggested Jean as we walked out to our lockers. "Yeah, sure. My place is kinda crappy anyways." I jokingly replied, walking off to my locker.

Mikasa and I shared rent of an apartment with Armin, teaming together ever since Mikasa's parents died in a car accident and my mother died of a horrible illness with no signs of help from my disappearing father. Armin's grandfather helped out from time to time whenever we really couldn't get out of a tough spot, but we barely need his help nowadays. Even with Armin and Mikasa around, I'd always manage to get the house messy and the place is only ever completely clean when I'm out of the house for a long period of time. 

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I closed my locker after putting away my books. 'One more period 'till break.' My stomach growled as I walked through the halls. 'Be patient, Yeager. Calm yourself.'  I sat through science class with a growling stomach as Hanji-sensei talked about body anatomy and its 'interesting' cycles and functions. 'Shit. She's talking about the digestive system...Fuck- she's not seriously going to make us play that digesting game full of pictures of foo- she is...Shit, Yeager. If only you didn't skip out on that waffle and bowl of strawberries this morning. Listen to Armin next time, okay fucker?'  I was forced to clench my stomachand pretend to be fine, though Hanji could look straight through to me. "Someone must've skipped out on the most important meal of the day, huh?" she said with a sly grin, but soon continuing on with the lesson. Armin was in the same class and I could feel him eye-balling me, thinking to himself "I told you to eat! I hope you've learned your lesson." It felt like hours 'till the lesson finally ended.  "Now remember to study for your test that's going to be due next week!" Oh, how I ran. I ran and ran to put away my stuff and get to the cafeteria.

As I barged in, the smell of mashed potatoes, salad, and other foods made my stomach growl as fierce as a tiger. I quickly got in line, making sure to have my money with me. Yes, yes, yes! After I had gotten the food for my snack, I quickly sat next to Armin and Mikasa, seeing them with already packed snacks and lunches. "Yo, what the fuck guys?!" I said, seeing them as they opened their snacks. "What?" Armin asked, "We were going to give you yours, but you obviously were too much in a hurry of waking up early this morning." 

And the day went on with that. Lunch was better, had a lighter mood. Ate 'till I was unfit for P.E. right after. Oh, did I fall sick during P.E. I pretty much fucked up while running laps and threw up, having to be sent home. The face Jean made when he saw me throw up during P.E. class was priceless, and hopefully convincing him to wish to change partners for the project.

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My head ACHED inside the apartment. I stared at the ceiling for what felt like decades until Armin and Mikasa came back.  "Your face is RED!" Mikasa said, glancing at me on the couch. "I'll get you water!" she said. "I'll get something to cool your forehead!" Armin shouted as he touched my chin and forehead, soon scrambling to the kitchen with Mikasa. 

Now that I thought about it, each breath of mine was pretty steaming. Feels like I could just smoke away, become a hollow skeleton then and there. Armin and Mikasa came back to aid, they had a clear answer to what was happening.

"You're not going to school!" they replied for the 5th time. "But I have a project meeting with Jean tomorrow. At HIS house." "Well, tell him he'll have to come over here." "How? I don't even have his phone numb-" I stopped to cough a bit. Hell. "Well. I...We'll see what we can do then. Armin'll stay with you guys if Jean comes over because I need to get books from the library for me and Sash-" "I-I can't stay here either. Marco and I agreed to meet-up at the Scientific Labratory where my grandpa works. We kinda decided about it during our 5 minute restroom break in P.E. and tomorrow's the only time my grandpa's really available for anything this week..." 

I stared at both of them, too tired to seem really angry about the fact that Jean and I would have to be alone in the apartment. "So...I see.." I said, my voice coarse, making me cough it out. "You might get better if you take a rest? We'll look for Jean tomorrow and tell him about it." Armin suggested, exchanging worried glances with Mikasa. She soon gave out a small sigh and patted my chest, which was now covered in blankets, and got up from the couch. "Well, I have homework to do." she said, walking to her room. The door closed with a creeekkk...leaving Armin and I on the couch. He gave me an unsure smile, shrugged, and got up. "I need to file my binders......and do my homework." 

'What the actual fuck?! I can't believe this. I can't tell which situation is worse in the first place. I couldv'e stayed at Jean's house (which is probably super fucking dirty) is horrible. But the fact that I have to be in my room, alone with that fuckface is shitty too. While I'm doing the goddamn project, he'll probably be creeping around Mikasa's closet, looking for bras to steal or some shit. Ughhhh...GODDAMNIT.'