Attack on Titan | One shots

Juice Box

Eren's POV

It was a monday, and typical spring day too. The sun was beaming outside, shooting rays of warmth down on the students milling around the school yard. Friends were meeting up, girls gossiping in their groups, popular guys trying to show off to popular girls. It had only been a couple of weeks since the snow melted away completely, but flowers were already blooming, birds returning, and even a few mosquitos could be spotted. Well, that wasn't necessarily a good thing. School didn't start for another good 30 minutes so I chose to sit in the library to make the time pass. I hung out here on a daily basis, usually reading or studying, sometimes just gazing out the window, letting my mind wander. The library, being placed on the fourth floor of the four story school gave a great view from where I sat by my window. I could see a white line rising just above the tree tops, across the street. That was Rose, the towns middle school. I lived in a richer part if the country, with my dad being a successful scientist, having a passion for discovering new illnesses and their cures. Ironically, my mother had passed away from illness when I was ten. I thought back at it, how I first didn't at all understand, and then later depressed I had been when the fact that my mother was permanently gone actually got to my head. I had gotten over it now, learned to live with the loss and treasure the memories we'd gotten. There were three schools in the district, an elementary school, Maria Elementary, not a very catchy name, quite an unattractive one to be honest but the school was nice, a well organized building, large play ground for the younger kids, and a nice after- school club. Then there was the middle school Rose Academy, nicer name. It has a very 'modern' teaching system, witch they brag about on their website, and want to upgrade it to a high school as well. That proposal was rejected though, due the fact that this town already had one. Sina High. A nice school, four stories tall, making it slightly difficult to find your classes as a freshman, but you got used to it quickly. Nice uniforms. If anyone, I should know, these are she schools i've been tending too ever since i started school. Sina had a nice library with a good variation of books, I had leaned. Classes weren't too long, and the school lunch was fairly edible, unlike Roses. They'd tried to do this sort of nutrition theme, trying to squeeze every food category into the meal, but the potatoes were sticky and the meat tasted like rubber, and the veggie section was just a bunch of odd colored root-crops. Nobody really ate much and parents started to complain, so they had to change it and present edible food instead. That was, of course the year after I had moved up to high school. So he'd been forced to eat the 'nutritious' food served at Rose for a good 3 years. I was on my 2nd year in high school. You know those movies, High School Musical? Yah those are way off. It's not 'younger kids getting-pushed-into-lockers-by-older kids' bad, but it definitely wasn't HSM perfection. There were two social blocks, not unlike the political blocks. There were the cool kids, and then there were the dorks. Then, inside each block there were different groups. The groups interacted with each other occasionally, but never with groups from the other block. It was like a social system that no-one interfered with. Witch made my love even more impossible. I had a crush on the schools hottest guy. Well, second hottest, only after football-star Erwin Smith. Sure his face is heavenly, but it wouldn't hurt to pick at those eyebrows a little now and then. I had a crush on Levi Ackerman. In case you didn't manage to pick it up already, yes, i am gay. (ERERI FTW) I know it's stupid of me and being that he is on top of the social block only makes it even worse, but he's like different in a way, kind of distant from the rest of the social commotion. And the fact that i hang out with guys like Connie Springer pulls us even farther apart. He's a bit of a goth i've noticed. I mean, we don't really have a say in what we wear to school, the blue and white uniforms being chosen for us, but small details tell me. Like the boots he wear, boosted with slightly more heel than what normal guys could pull off. And
the faint eye-liner he has rimming the outline of his eyes. I don't really know for sure, but i think he paints his nails occasionally. He wears fingerless gloves, sometimes wrist-warmers when its colder. His skin is sort of pale, i don't think he likes the sun that much, and he has small hands, with delicate slim fingers.
They decided to introduce school uniforms to this school so that no kid felt left out because of their outfit. At first, when they announced it it had been a little hard to avoid the feeling of being treated like a group of little kids but the uniforms aren't half bad. There is one for winter and one for summer. The winter one, witch i am currently wearing consists of brown slacks, a white shirt covered by a knitted blue vest. Well, currently i wasn't wearing the vest. It can also be topped off with a long cloak. The school emblem is placed out on the left corner of the chest 'above our hearts'. Note the sarcasm. The emblem, although is pretty. It has two wings, one blue, the other white, crossing each other. 'The wings of freedom', as they are called. Again, note the sarcasm. Pretty emblem, lame name. Well, back to Levi then, i just know that he'd get pissed if anybody called him cute, but if you ask me i'd say that 'cute' is one of the many, may i mention, adjectives that suit him. 'Cool' and 'Gorgeous' are also among them, if you must know. He is short, only around 5''3 and has raven black hair, styled into an undercut and neatly parted in the middle. 10 minutes left until class started, i realized thanks to a text i received, making my phone buzz and light up showing bold numbers on top of the screen. 8:20 they read. I ignored the text though, because the only person who ever texted me at this time, and at many other times was my sister Mikasa, probably letting me know she had arrived at school. She isn't my real sister, my family adopted her when we were young, but she feels like a real sister to me. She's very protective over me, and constantly wants to know my location. The protectiveness was really bad when we started middle school, but faded off a bit over time. My best friend's name was Armin. His parents dies in a car crash when he was little, and is now raised by his grandpa. I just hope he doesn't pass away before we hit eighteen, because i really don't want Armin to have to be put into foster care. I started to gather up my stuff, throwing my jacker over my shoulder, and headed towards the door. I hadn't noticed that my shoes were untied and nearly fell flat on my face as stepped on one of them. I quickly and annoyed stuffed the laced into the shoe, too lazy to tie them, and scurried off to class. First class today was English, my teacher Ms. Ral. She was pretty cool, not so long lectures, and if she did lecture she made them fun. I was pretty much a B student, except for when it came to science, witch i'd flunked a couple of times. I just don't get it, and my teacher talks way fast, i can't even keep up. My science teacher's name is Ms. Hanji, but insists we call her Zoë. Taking the elevator down to the first floor, where my class was going to be held, my thought wandered back to Levi. I think he has some sort of obsession with juice boxes, because every time i pass him in the morning, him heading towards math witch is two classrooms away from the english room, he has a juice box in hand. I feel kind of bad for him, having to have math first thing in the morning. I had 2 minutes to get to class now, and Ms. Ral likes to start early. I'm a somewhat good student, usually in time for classes, sometimes last minute bursting through the door, occasionally late. I don't think Ms. Ral would mind if i'm a couple minutes late, and neither would i. But i don't want to miss Levi. Yes, i time when i go to class so i can pass him every morning, now i've said it. I flew off the elevator as soon as it opened, passing Jean Kirschtein as i went. Jean and i are a part of the same group, but we're still rivals. He has a horse face, and acts like one too, if you ask me. ''Ooh, someone's on fire!" He called after me as i rushed off. I couldn't resist to respond. "Oh, i know i'm irresistibly hot this morning, but please withhold your thoughts Jean." I called back, earning a snort from him. I was too busy in my rushing i didn't even notice that someone, in just as much of a hurry, was coming from the other way. By the time we noticed each other it was far too late. I smacked into them, head first and stumbled backwards, falling on my butt. The person i'd bumped into looked down at me, thin eyebrows pulled together in a grimace, hand rubbing his forehead, probably aching like my teeth, where i'd been hit. Midget. At first i was slightly annoyed someone'd knocked me down, but as soon as a saw who was standing in front of me a froze completely. It was Levi. "Hey." He grumbled obviously annoyed. "I-i'm sorry." Oh God. I stuttered. I felt my cheeks heating up, forming a blush, witch i was desperate to hide. All the other kids were now probably seated in their classes, bells have been rung a long time ago. "You better be. Made me drop my juice box." He continued, bending over to pick up a small yellow box labeled 'Apple Juice' with a little drawing of an apple under it, the kind a little kid would have. Under normal circumstances i would be pretty angry that someone'd knocked me over without apologizing, but hey, we're talking about Levi here. He just kinda stood there, not walking away and i suddenly felt the need to fill the slightly awkward silence. "I like you." I announced. I mentally stabbed my self. 'Oh God, this is the end', I thought, blush growing deeper as I realized what I'd just said. If the silence before this was awkward, then I don't know what this was. Levi looked surprised for a moment, like he didn't really believe it before wiping the surprised look off his face replacing it with his trade mark 'Don't talk to me' expression. He made a small sound, 'tsk'ing, before commenting ''Brat.'' I knew i'd be rejected if I ever confessed, witch i originally never intended to do, but i couldn't help but feeling disappointed when it'd actually happened. I looked down, waiting for him to keep walking, away from me, witch he then did, but not before he'd let a small slip of paper sail down through the air and land in my lap. I looked at it confused as i heard the sound of Levi's heels clicking against the floor growing fainter. I picked it up carefully nervous of what it had to say. In a neat handwriting, a series of numbers were written down. It took me a while to progress what'd just happened. Levi just gave me his number.

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