Chapter One: Invitation

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Third Person POV-

Eren woke up with a light headache. He was up late the night before, and being the clumsy idiot he is, came face-to-face with the hallway wall, knocking himself out.

Eren Jaeger- Age of 16, a freshman in Titan High. President in the 'art club'.

He had now gotten up, hand rubbing his pounding head. Ugh, what happened? He looked up, seeing a light blue wall in front of him. His right eyebrow rose in confusion as he looked around, realizing he was in the hallway.

Did I pass out or something? Huh. He shrugged it off, walking to his room, which located his main bathroom.

He walked in and stood in front of the mirror, seeing his reflection. He saw his messy, birds nest of brown mopy hair. He had small bags under his eyes and a -noticeable- bruise on his forehead.

I guess I knocked myself out. Idiot. He rolled his eyes, grabbing a brush from the side of his sink. He brought it up to his chocolate colored hair and started brushing it to one side. He looked at himself, cringing at the look. He brushed his hands through his hair, bringing it to it's normal messy state and left it at that.

Eren then grabbed his toothbrush, wetting it, then grabbing his toothpaste. He squeezed a good amount on, then brought it up to his mouth. When he was done brushing his teeth, he spit out the soapy substance.

He grabbed his mouthwash, pouring some liquid into the cap, gargling it, then spitting it out.

Eren was already in the clothes from yesterday, which consisted of black skinny jeans and a dark green shirt, and he was to lazy to change, so he didn't.

The brown haired boy walked downstairs into the kitchen. He wasn't hungry, but he was thirsty. He got a clear glass cup from one of the cabinets and set it down on the black countertop. He then walked to his refrigerator, taking out a piture of lemonade. He poured it into the cup, and chugged it down.

He put the empty cup into the sink -because of his laziness- and put the piture back into the fridge.

The boy walked into the living room, sitting on his leather couch. He turned on the TV with the remote -which took him about five minutes to find- and switched on a random channel. Eren lazily leaned into the couch, closing his eyes, and fell asleep.

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Eren lazily opened his eyes. He had woken up from his four hour nap, and stretched out his limbs. He shut off the TV and threw the remote somewhere on the couch. His attention focused on his phone on the coffee table. He leaned over and grabbed it, turning it on

The screen flashed, showing his notifications.

-Seven texts unread.
Eren's tapped the notification, showing seven texts from his friend, Marco.

11: 01
-Hey Eren! I'm having a beach party, wanna tag along?

11: 03
-All of our friends will be there!

11: 35
-Eren?

11: 37
-Well text me when you see these!

11: 40
-Eren!

1: 39
-It's been two hours, you good?

1: 57
- ...

Eren rolled his eyes at Marco's impatience. He was pretty bored today and he hadn't been outside in a while. I guess I could go...

2: 15
-Hey Marco! Sorry, I was asleep. What time is the party starting?

2: 16
-Jesus Eren! You finally pick up! It started an hour ago.

2: 16
-Am I too late?

2: 17
-Of course not! Come join us!

2: 18
-Okay, let me get dressed, then I'm coming over

2: 19
Great! See ya Eren!

Eren got up and rushed up the stairs, to his room. He looked through his drawers, trying to find his swimming trunks. He couldn't find them anywhere...

He looked on the floor and realized that they were right next to his feet. Good job, Eren. He sarcastically thought, before throwing off all of his clothes and putting his -dark blue- trunks on. He also threw on a white tank top and some sandals.

He ran down the stairs, grabbing his keys from a side table and ran out the door. He hopped into his Mercedes and drove off to the beach.

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