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///Levis POV///
“Ok. Cadets today we will be doing,” I watch as all the little brats turn their heads with looks of worry of what the next words might be, I smirk so small no one can see,” Stamina building.” practically the whole squad groans, Jean especially, but you don’t. A smile is plastered on your face, a white beautiful blinding smile, I wonder why your so happy? Then I remember. It said on your Cadet forum that you loved to run it particular you said, ‘ I love the sound my feet make when I run…..how at some points I’m faster then my heart….or at others, I’m faster then wind.’ It was all mindless nonsense I was sure, I didn’t even like to run.
I look back over at the other Cadets as they line up against the end of the training field. When they are all lined up, you over on the far left sandwiched between Eren and Christa, they look up waiting for me to tell them how many to run. They don’t smile, they don’t show any emotion at all. Except you do, but you look at the sky mindlessly day dreaming probably about the way you’ll feel when you take off. I look at your legs, so long for someone shorter then me if only by an inch, I thought they had to be good for something else then looks. Lets see if you really are good.
“Cadets, today you will run 50 laps around the headquarters. No stops, no jogging, no walking, only running. Push yourselves to the limit, the first person to complete these 50 laps will be excused for practice for the next week,” There faces light up, now all determined. Good. Lets just wait for the winner, and see. “You may begin…..now.” As soon as I say now they are charging like bulls, except for you. You lag in the back not running…but not jogging either. 50 laps is a lot to run, a lot of energy to put to use. It’s not about speed yet…it’s about pace. You seem to be the only one that has figured this out, good for you.
///Your POV///
“You may begin…..now.”
As soon as those words leave his lips I’m off. My long legs moving, making me feel free, like I’m flying. I’d always liked to run, even as kid I would run for hours on end. I liked feeling wind in my hair that wasn’t there, how my heart beat would speed up, and lastly I guess you could say I liked the results running gave you. I felt like I could control anything while I ran. I ran everyday, so did my mother. She would run beside me, laughing when I would speed in-front of her, and then run backwards when I ran out of breathe and had to jog. She taught me how I could run longer if I paced myself. And she showed me this breathing technique that I still use today. One breathe in, two breathes out.
I know I’m in the back of the group. They all took off the second he said ‘Go’, they obviously don’t know how to pace themselves. You would think that would be the first thing they would teach you in training, but no, I was shocked to find that out. I mean, you get pretty tired running on rooftops and escaping the titans giant body parts. If I hadn’t learned young I would definitely not know that is was essential. When I look back up at the world around me, forgetting about my thoughts, I see we have done about 10 laps around the headquarters. I know because each time we pass someone makes a mark in the ground with their boot, as if we’ll forget how to count, but lucky for me because I wasn’t paying attention to the number.
You look at your peers and notice their faces red and their heavy breathing. Their in good shape, but it’s only been 10 laps, sure the headquarters is about a mile around. But still, if they’re getting tired after 10 laps, they must be near death when we will be finished. You all round back towards the training field, and I lock eyes with Levi before I quickly look away. No. Levi will not corrupt my mind again, especially not when I’m running. When I’m running my mind should be filled with silly thought, fleeting happy, or political, nonsense. Not serious things like boys, or in his case men.
///14 laps///
Another 4 laps and a few Cadets start to fall behind me. Leaving me in about 10th place. Their faces look like their about to explode.
///20 laps///
Another 5 fall behind me when I start to get the tiniest bit tired. So I slow down the tiniest bit and let my heart rate get to a good rate before getting back on track. Now in fifth place.
///35 laps///
Fourth place now. Only Eren, Betroldt, Reiner, and Mikasa, in that order, are in-fronnt of me. They seem to be the most fit of the group. Jean is right behind me followed by Armin.
///45 laps///
It’s 45 laps left and everyone looks like their going to die. Even Mikasa is huffing like a train. I finally pass Reiner, leaving me right behind Mikasa. But as she runs on her last fuel I pass her, body still full of enough energy to go on for a little longer.
///48 laps///
We have two more to go, I lead the head of the pack of red faced teenagers. I decide to help them, if only a little.
I slow down and whisper to Mikasa, “Trying taking one breathe in and two out. It works for me.” She nods and immediately tells the other Cadet behind her, and him another, and so on. Until finally we all are one, breathing at the same pace. It helps a little, and the people who look like they were just about to faint get a little better. And when we finish are last lap almost all of us collapse to the ground.
///Dinner time///
I hear a soft bell in the distance and everyone starts to make their way to the mess hall. Must be dinner time. I look at everyone laughing and making jokes at each other, and the smallest smile touches my lips.
“Hey, (F/N). You coming or what?” I look up to see everyone waiting for you to join them. I look back to Levi who nods his head.
“We’ll have the extra practices after dinner. Now go eat.” I quickly salute to him and make my way over to the rest of my team.
‘I guess I have some friends,’ I think to myself as I reach them smiling.
///At dinner///
I take my seat at a deserted table and start to eat slowly. My eyes focusing on the food that sits on my plate. Some kind of oat mesh, I think. I see someone plop down beside me and now who it is from the smirk he has on his lips. Jean, ugh. I was literally at training for one minute before he decided to hit on me in-front of everyone. Saying,’ lets see if that body of yours is actually fit.’ Everyone laughed, apparently he does this to everyone so I shouldn’t take it personally. But when he said that it brought back memories about when my body was the only thing important to anyone.
Then everyone else sits down at my table and they immediately start teasing each other.
“Harassing the new girl, huh Jean.” Even says with a smirk on his face.
“Shut up blockhead.”
“Then stop harassing her horse face.”
They do this back and fourth before Mikasa shoves a potato in Jeans mouth and Armin says,”Why does every meal we have end like this.”
And we all laugh as we get up and drop are plates off, and talk some more until we hear the soft bell again signaling it was time to go get ready for bed. But for me it meant time for extra practice. Which meant extra Levi, and my mind starts going crazy. His body, his hair, his face, his LIPS. Extra Levi time will defiantly be ummm……. interesting. Yes defiantly interesting.