The Way She Looks At Me

Chapter I: The Dream

"Who you were, does not have to define who you are."

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"Eren!" I heard a sweet voice call out as I was washing dishes. Sweet, soft hands came into view, then arms, before I knew it I was wrapped up from behind. "I love you." Said the voice, which was sweeter than honey.
I felt an overwhelming sense of happiness, my breath had left my body at those three words. I was happy. For once in my life I was happy. I didn't know how long this would last, or what kind of dream I was living. All I could figure was that I'd enjoy it while I could.

That was, until I woke up to a blaring alarm. I opened my eyes, casually wiping them as I had usually did in the mornings. "Huh?" I questioned, feeling the cool liquid graze my hands. "Why am I crying?" This was odd, as I hadn't done that in years, I felt as if I was unable. "Did I have another nightmare?" I thought to myself, as I had those constantly. Yet none have made me cry in this day and age.

I sighed, getting out of bed, my body feeling heavy. I stumbled to the bathroom, and I began brushing my teeth, and I made sure my chocolate brown hair looked decent, stopping to inspect my emerald green eyes before heading back towards my bed, only to have the door opened by my mom, who knew my morning routine.

"Get dressed and go to school, you're not skipping another day." She spoke, as her honey-colored eyes glared at me. "And make sure you take Armin his lunch."

When she left, she left the door cracked. I only sighed, grabbing my phone and shooting him a quick message containing my remnants of the 'getting ready' process. Not that it took much for me to get ready. Fresh clothes, breath and smell. The three things I valued. I finished getting ready, grabbing everything I needed before leaving.

"Hey Eren!" Armin yelled, being overwhelming as usual. I continued to walk slowly towards our usual meeting spot in the snow, my breath showing every time I blew air out. The short blond boy seemed excited to see that I brought him lunch. His family isn't so wealthy compared to mine, as my father is a doctor, and my mother, a nurse.

I arrived at the spot and inspected him, his icey blue eyes beaming with excitement. I never understood how someone with so little could see the world as he did. I loved him and hated him for it. "Hey buddy." I replied in a monotone voice. "You been okay the past few days?" I questioned, handing him the lunch my mother prepared for him, he didn't really reply. He never does.

I sighed, an action I partake in too often. "Who was it this time?" I ragged, "Was it Floch this time? Reiner? Bert?" His eyes lit up at Bert and I shook my head. "I don't get why you let that nervous dork bully you, man"

Armin smiled, "I don't either, maybe if I was like you, they wouldn't." His words worked into my very soul, crushing it. I hated myself, every piece, right down to the atom. The pain in his voice made me feel heavy, filling my empty being with one of the only feelings I've grown to trust and know.

Anger.

Armin saw me clutch my fist and practically fell to his knees, "please don't start anything again, Eren. I already told the principal. They're going to take care of it." He pleaded, almost in tears. Everyone remembers the last time I handled something for Armin. Unclenching my fist, I pulled Armin to his feet. "If this doesn't get resolved, I'm going to get involved." I told him, my voice cold. Which earned me silence for a mere 10 seconds. "Let's go." He ended up saying, after a few moments of standing in the cold.

I stared at the three story monstrosity of a building and felt dread fill my body. I hated this high school.
Me and Armin approached the front doors as someone was coming out. He held open the door for us, with his long face showing a genuine smile. "Thanks, Jean." I heard Armin say from behind me, which earned no reply from Jean.

I always saw Jean as a polite boy, he got rowdy at times, and we would disagree a lot, which would lead to us fighting. But at this point in our lives we've actually become friends. We sit with him and his other friends occasionally at lunch.

Armin and I went straight to our lockers, which were right next to each other, we put away our backpacks and lunches. Grabbing only what we needed, we went straight to first period, math. I sat in the back while Armin sat at the front. He was extremely studious and he often helped me with schoolwork. We were early, so I put my head down for what seemed like forever. Then I heard the seat next to me move, which was odd since nobody usually sat next to me.

I picked my head up, and saw a quite beautiful female. I felt as if my breath had left my body. Her piercing grey eyes made contact with mine, and for once. I was at a loss for words.

"Is this seat taken?" She questioned, no color within her words. I could do nothing but shake my head, leading her to take a seat. I sat my chin on my arms, staring at the board, not necessarily understanding what came over me. I could see in my peripheral that she kept glancing at me, which prodded my curiosity.

I gave in. "Are you new?" I said, lifting my head to look over at her, catching a drift of her beauty once again. "Yes." She replied subtly. "What's your name?" She doubled.

"Eren Jaeger. What's yours?" I answered.

"Mikasa Ackerman."

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I'm baaaaaaack!
I enjoyed writing this. Hopefully my motivation continues. I have no set schedule like I used to.

How is everyone? Are you doing okay today?

Let me hear from you in the comments! I used to love reading comments.

I enjoy the idea of writing a quote at the beginning of each chapter, what do you think?

-CBN-