I'm here now [SNK Jean x Marco]

Chapter 3~

        Fuck. Breath, Jean, breath. Forget about this Laura girl and just breath, alright? Okay. You got this Jean. I felt myself slowly being lifted off the ground, and I looked down, seeing that I was as half as high as the last time I did this. Right, remember my reassuring words I told myself like 5 seconds ago? I spoke too soon. I felt myself slowly start tipping forward, and fuck. I was tipping forward slowly, but eventually graduated in speed. Fuck, fuck, fuck me, maybe you don't got this, Jean. I gasped as I felt myself lurch forward, near the ground. Just at that second, it felt like everything froze. I looked up at everyone's faces, some of them not suprised, some of them disappointed, or some of them excited, as if they wanted me to fuck up again. But that's where everything changed. Just as I was studying their faces, I heard that gentle voice again,

"Kick, Jean!"

Even though the voice has lots of enthusiasum in it, it still sounded very calm and soothing. I frantically search the crowd, hoping it was just one of the dudes in there somewhere. No, it wasn't. None of them looked as if they had said anything, and I know that voice. I've heard that voice before ..somewhere, except I just couldn't really remember right now, for I was about to bust my head open on the ground once more in front of everyone. I guess I had no choice but to listen to this gentle voice, so I kicked the ground, blowing up a small cloud of dust, but I manage to get back up to the hight I was originally at, and stay there for a moment, somewhat impressed with myself. I stare at the people that were crowded around, looking at their mouths agape made me feel more satisfied. I give them a smirk, Yeah, I just did that. Jean Kirschtein just did that. But little did I know that my smirk would soon be wiped off my face in less than a second. I started tipping forward, again. Damnit, I thought I had it! Dear jesus, help me, what the hell do I do now? I'm dumb. Why am I looking up to the sky as if awaiting an answer from that soothing voice? What did I think? Jesus was talking to me or something? Tch, of course not. But ..just in case that was the case (Geez I've gone full nuts) , then I looked at the crowd of people, seeing if any of them were the ones that really had said it.

"Spin, then kick in the air!!"

This time, I was looking at the people, but none of them had said anything. I even payed close attention to Laura, but she just had the most disappointed face on, as if I crushed her soul by fucking up. Wow, what a crush, she saw me fail once and lost all hope in me, I can practically see us holding hands in the future. Anyway, So .. it wasn't Laura? Fuck. I went full speed to the ground, and instead of kicking the ground this time, I let myself spin once, and when I was up in the air once more, I kicked the air, suddenly coming to a hard halt. I stopped? Hey, I stopped.. How? All I did was kick the air.. Maybe it has something to do with science, I wouldn't know. The point is, I stopped and I stayed like that for another good couple of minutes, proving myself good that I could indeed use my manuevering gear pretty damn well, like last year. Eventually, I got lowered, and the whole time I was being lowered and unbuckled myself, I kept an unemotional face on, pretending like I totally knew what I was doing up there. Walking past the crowd, I heard,

"He did it.."

"Of course he did, I knew he could do it!"

"Shut up, Laura, I saw your face. You thought he was gonna die."

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"You're just jealous of him!"

"What?!"

I rolled my eyes when I was out of sight and headed for the dining hall, it was time for lunch in a couple of minutes, anways. The whole time I was walking away I could feel the instructers glare burning through me, but I ignored it and kept walking along. I entered the dining hall and sat down at a random table, and rested my chin in the palms of my hands, staring straight ahead at the wall in front of me. I was just thinking about how I managed to do that. Wait no, how someone managed to guide me through it.. right? How else would you explain that back there. Okay, maybe I was just imagining a beautiful angel with golden, shimmering angel wings, and a nice, glistening yellow halo that was speaking to me. I kept this thought in mind, and didn't even notice when the people started to pour into the room. I only noticed when I felt the table shake a bit, snapping out of my daze, I look around to see the people from this morning, including Bertholdt, this time with Reiner, sitting around the table I was at.