This is my first fanfic. It will most likely suck, but bear with me.
I do not own any of these characters (though I wish I did). If you have any suggestions/tips, TELL ME. I NEED THEM. A dash means a change of p.o.v. anything else means time skip.
Just to let you know, in this fic, Eren has heterochromia. I liked the idea from other fanfics...so yeah. Also, there is a big shocker later on....you have been warned.
First person: Eren p.o.v
"Hallo. My name is Eren Jäger. I am from Germany. It is nice to meet you."
I looked at my new teacher, Mr. Carlson, to see if I a good enough introduction. A nod from him, signifying that it was, gave me the opportunity to escape to my new seat. The seat was near the back, by the window.
I must be the protagonist of an anime or something. I already have the sob backstory and now I have the protagonist seat.
I took my seat next to a blond boy who looked very excited, very.
They must not get many new students.
(Or maybe you are a foreign guy... I don't know, just a thought)
"So... your name is Eren? My name is Armin, Armin Arlet." He looked like a puppy, in a good way.
I turn my head to get a better look at Armin. As soon, as I face him, his eyes go wide.
"You have heterochromia?!?! That's soooooo coooooool!" Armin looked like he discovered a lost Van Gough.
"Um...yeah..." I'm not really sure what to say.
"Anyway, do you want to sit with me and my friends at lunch? It would be sooo coool." There he goes again with the long o's... must be an American thing to draw out vowels when excited.
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The bell rigs signifying the end of my second class.
Onto lunch I go to meet Armin and his friends.
(They have block scheduling at their school, hence two classes in the morning.)
While walking to the lunchroom, I somehow end up getting lost. It's not an easy thing to get lost in such a small highschool, but I managed to.
"I am such a dummkopf. I mange to get lost on my first day going to lunch of all places," I think outloud to myself.
Somehow, eventually, magic may have been involved, I find my way to the lunch room.
"There you are Eren. I was beginning to wonder if you got lost or something." Armin laughs.
"I did get lost. I walked through the music department and the art department before I got here." They begin laughing, I can't help but join in.
I take a good look at the people at the table.
"Let me introduce you to everyone. That girl right there," he says pointing to a girl who for some reason is eating a potatoe, "is Sasha. The boy next to her is Connie," he points to a boy with cery short hair.
"The girl and boy right there are Mikasa and Jean, " he indicates a horse-looking boy and a girl with dark hair.
" I, of course, am Armin. And the boy sitting next to me is, who we call, freckled Jesus." I try not to laugh at that last introduction. He certainly does look like a freckled Jesus.
"My name is Marco, not freckled Jesus. And please don't say polo when someone calls me, it gets annoying."
I join everyone at the table. Immediately, Sasha attacks me with questions.
