Tell me something sweet to get me by

Chapter 3: This Bitch

I deep sigh escapes me when the bell signals the end of the school day.

Fucking finally.

The day had been torturous. Everywhere I went there was someone staring at me. Especially a group of girls that would giggle obnoxiously when I walk past. The first time it had happened I had heard one of them say something about trashy piercings. Twisting the piercing in my cheek with my pointer finger and thumb, I had bowed my head and walked quickly to class.

When I got to my class, I had regretted not having the guts to say something. What would I have even said, though? Oh please stop ridiculing me, I do it enough on my own. Ah, yes! Then they'd definitely stop laughing at me...Whatever. I don’t need their respect. It’s over for now, anyway. Now, I can go home and berate my fraternal twin Hanji for not being here with me.

She hadn’t come today because she was bringing her things from our old home to our new one. Our mother had insisted that I start today seeing as all my stuff had been brought yesterday. Hanji should be done with that all by now, though...

After stopping at my locker, I leave for the parking lot. Instead of taking the bus home, I send Hanji a quick text to come and pick me up. It’s only a short ten seconds before she’s texting me back.

Hanji:

Don’t fret! For I am on my way, my short lil bunny-baby!

3:05 p.m.

This bitch

Levi:

I told you to stop calling me that, four-eyes!

And hurry up, I feel like everyone is staring at me.

3:06 p.m.

I let out a deep sigh before pocketing my phone. I look toward where the bus pulls up next to the sidewalk for students to board. I spot Eren where he stands next to the bus, staring over in my direction. I feel my face heat up when I smile weakly at him from my spot across the parking lot. He gives my a bright smile in return before boarding the bus with the girl who had called me adorable. My face heats up more thinking back on the moment.

My phone buzzes from it’s place in my back pocket. I pull it out with a sigh, preparing myself for the inevitable ridiculousness that is Hanji.

Hanji:

It’s probs just your killer bunny looks.

3:17 p.m.

What even?

I hear Hanji’s car before I see it. She’s blaring a song by Of Mice & Men from their newest album. I narrow my eyes in irritation at her when she pulls up next to me, she went through my CD’s again.

“I told you to leave my CD’s alone, Hanji.” I muttered irritably before climbing into her rusty, blue truck.

“Aww! But, Levi, you have all the good ones!” She whines, pulling out of the parking lot.

“I don’t care. You broke my Mayday Parade CD last time! You’ve been banished from my music!” I cross my arms and poke my tongue out at her because I’m mature like that.

She stares at me for a moment . Without warning, she swiftly turns the wheel to the right and back, harshly slamming me into the car door.

“Oww!” I whine, loudly. “Hanji, what the fuck!” I rub my shoulder where it had hit the door.

She cackles at my childish grumbling, speeding up the truck. “No one banishes me!” She let’s out another string of crazy laughter before turning up the stereo.