When the bell rang Eren was so scared. After nearly being beaten up for the one hundredth time, he got out of it quick by the final bell. As he picked up his scattered stuff he walked into his first class. Math. As the teacher went on and on about how education was important, they finally told each person to say there name. Eren didn’t get the point of this in Jail school. After all, they all did something bad to get here, either murder or tried to murder, or sold drugs or took them. But apartently when you were still fourteen they wanted you to learn math, even in a jail. A tall boy with slightly tanner skin and blackish brown hair stood up along with the rest on his table.
“Bertolt Hoover,” he said and sat down. Next was a muscular blonde guy who Bert was talking to earlier.
“Reiner Braun.” He sat down and the names continued on. It did until Eren saw Armin with a few other people at that table. Sasha was a brown pony tail, Connie with a shaved head, and Marco with freckled cheeks. He didn’t seem to have a worry but the way he smied and laughed at Connie’s jokes. What would he do to get here? But Eren had learned, looks aren’t everything threw the years. Yet he thought he had seen that guy before. He thought back to all the gangs but couldn’t think of a single one. He was a leader, that was for sure. He seemed to be carefree one moment, the next a ten time murder. Eren knew to steer clear of him. That class was over soon as she went to the next class he was pushed to the ground once more and he looked up to see a kid with an undercut. He was slightly tall and had mismatching hair colors.
“Watch it,” He hissed. The kid snorted and turned to walk away. As he sighed he looked to Armin who held out a hand ot him,
“Need help Eren?” Eren got up himself muttering under hios breath.
“Horse face.” Armin smiled and they headed to there next class. Eren knew he had to get out of here soon. After Mikasa and him got taken here fro drugs Armin was taken in because they thought he was always high because he tended to cry a lot and have a very high pitched voice. They hadn’t confermed him on any drug but it was hard not to think he was on one at times. As Eren and Armin went to this jail Mikas was put at another one so nothing would happen. At least he could see her at lunch hour.
Erwin POV
“GO! I told you to go!” the police siren wailed in the distance as the Camaro took off and hurdled the wrong way into traffic. Erwin jumped into the car and the man gunned it after the bank robber.
“We have to catch him! If we don’t we’re screw!” two other policecars hurdled at the side of him as the car took a sharp left then shot into the alley and they two cop cars crashed into each other. Erwin yelled for Mike to drive faster as he shot down the alley after the cars. They got fast enough to catch up along side of it as Erwin took out his gun and looked in the scope at the man driving. Just as he thought, the bank robber from the five other ones that happened recently. He was described as short with a undercut. Two other’s in the car along with him they fired at the car as Mike swerved to the left. Erwin cursed as he got the man off his scope. As they got there again he once again aimed and held him breath as he saw the boy’s head in the scope. He looked back with surprised eyes and Erwin pulled the trigger. In a split second the car took a sharp left and slammed into the street side. Erwin had wide eyes as he realized he just shot the boy in the head. As Mike stopped the car Erwin jumped out as more police cars surrounded the steaming veichle.
“Did you shoot him?” Mike asked.
“I-I think I killed him.” Erwin said in shock as two people struggled to not get caught. They grabbed the two who screamed and kicked before people put to the ground, handcuffs being locke don there wrists.
“Levi!” the girl screamed for the other boy in the car who’s head was pressed on the wheel blood splattering the windshield Erwin walked closer and saw the boy with a shaking breath, turn his head, his whole body shaking, to weak to pick his head up from the wheel he hissed,
“You bastard,” he held up a gun and fired at him twice. He felt one of the bullets hit his shoulder and he cursed as Mike slammed the gun out of his hand and pulled him to the ground. His two partners yelled his name as they struggled. Mike put cuffs on the boy they called Levi and yanked him up. He remained limp in Mike’s grasp as his blood poured out of him Erwin yelled for them to get the ambulance,
“We need this one alive!” he yelled at them as the two others screamed for there leader to stay alive.
