Scar (Ereri Fanfiction)

New Kid

I awoke with a sudden jerk of my body. Another nightmare...I think. It was one of those dreams where you know something terrible and intense was happening but all you remember was the feeling. Those are honestly my least favorite. I'd rather remember why I'm freaked out then sitting here panicked and not knowing why.

I glanced down at the clock and sighed. I need to get up anyway. School is calling.

-1 hour later-

"Levi, you're going to be late! If you miss the bus you're not gonna take a damn car! You can walk!"

After sliding on my glasses I looked in the mirror. I hate these damn things. They make my scar stand out more than I'd like.

"Levi!"

"The natives are restless." I mumbled, rushing from the pristine bathroom and down the stairs, grabbing my backpack from the couch. "See ya Hanji!"

"Wait," She came walking from the kitchen dressed in her usual lab coat, glasses, and brunette pony tail. Hanji worked at a research center about an hour away. Makes a fuck ton of money also, which is always nice. She's a great Aunt and all but she was fucking insane. Her passion for science is raised to an unhealthy level and she obsesses over everything. And damn does she squeal. But she's also my father's sister and my only family that I know of. I'm related to a looney. Hanji did a quick once over of my before nodding in approval. "Perfect. I shouldn't be getting calls about anymore uniform infractions, correct?"

"Sure." I rolled my eyes. Titan Prep had the stupidest uniforms. White skinny jeans, a white collared shirt, brown knee-length boots, and a brown jacket that goes to about the bottom of your ribs. Sewed on it is an emblem for each year you move up in. Since I'm year three my emblem is a fucking green unicorn head. Unicorn! Year ones get two swords crossed and year twos get roses. But my favorite emblem is year four. It's a set of wings, half blue and half white. We call them the Wings of Freedom since it signifies the end of the hellhole that is school. "I gotta go. Bus'll be here anytime."

I ran out the door before Hanji could say anything else to me. I love Hanji and all but she was what you would call a "helicopter parent". Always hovering over me. Making sure I'm "okay". I understand her concerns but it gets annoying....a lot.

The sky was still partially dark and the sun was slowly rising, giving the skyline a pinkish and orange look as the giant fireball rose up. The weather was fairly nice. It was almost the end of November but where I live we have bipolar weather so temperatures and conditions vary greatly from day-to-day. My bus stop came into view and about six people were there, mostly year ones and twos.

As soon as I came up to the stop sign my harassing began. I was pushed into the metal bar of the stop sign. I looked up to see who did it and sneered. Erwin Smith. This guy was the biggest fucking douchbag I know. He was my age but like most everybody he was bigger, taller, and loved to bully me. But he mostly razzed on my height of how I looked. You see, I'm 5'3 and have a black undercut that's kinda more swept to one side. So I get called midget much more than I appreciate.

"So, the dwarf comes to school. I was getting worried. My morning wouldn't be complete without you." Another thing: I hate him with a fiery passion of Hell. His voice had a syrupy sweet tone that made me want to throw up my nonexistent breakfast. His blue eyes had a slight tinkle in them and his blonde-haired face had a smirk. I want to punch that look right off him. "Wow grumpy, relax." Apparently I looked just as tense as I felt.

By now everyone was watching us. Waiting to see what my next move will be. "Fuck off you daff blonde bimbo." I pushed his away from me but he slid right back up next to me.

"I'm truly hurt Levi. I thought we had something." He threw his arms around my shoulder, leaning against me. I could barely keep him supported on my side. I did mention he was bigger than me, which means he also weighes about fifty pounds more, which in itself means I cannot support him on my body.