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"Ymir! Slow the fuck down you're going to see Historia soon enough," Mikasa yelled, trying to catch up to Ymir who was running down the corridor at full speed.
"I haven’t seen her in an eternity, Mikasa! You don’t understand!" Ymir answered as she tried to slow herself down to round the corner. What she didn't see was Historia going in the opposite direction for the same exact reason as her girlfriend.
"Ymir, you saw her at lunch. Don't overreact," Mikasa replied as she slowed herself down, only to see the two collide.
"Ow fuck!" Historia yelled as she ran headfirst into Ymir and lost her balance, falling onto the floor.
"Historia, shit, fuck! Are you okay? You swore you never swear, are you okay?" Ymir bent down to check on the shorter girl.
"You can stop screaming now, you know, save it for later," Mikasa scoffed, looking at the couple and crossing her arms.
"Yeah, Ymir, I'm fine," the shorter sighed, rubbing her back as Ymir helped her up and into her arms and received a kiss on the forehead as a sort of apology. Historia giggled before Ymir shouted again.
A short blonde girl was standing in the corridor, going through her locker and putting stuff she didn’t need back in her locker. She was in the middle of closing her bag as she heard someone shout her name from across the hallway.
"Annie! What are you doing there, all alone?" Ymir shouted so loud that the entire corridor could hear her. She smirked when Annie turned around and gave her an annoyed glare.
"Ymir, I'm going to kill you," Annie mumbled under her breath as she walked up to the group.
"Hey, Ann- Ow, you bitch!'' Ymir yelped as she felt something hit her shin.
"You don’t have to be so fucking loud all the time," Annie said. Annie was the best soccer player at her school and was well known for it meaning getting a kick on the shin from her wasn't the most pleasant experience. She had also mentioned doing martial arts at some point, never quite finishing the story when her dad called her and told her off for some bizarre reason.
"Don't go too hard on her, Annie, tournaments are coming soon, we wouldn't want the captain injured, would we?" Mikasa said as Ymir rubbed her shin, Historia bent down to check on it as she shook her head.
"I sure would like her injured," Annie mumbled as Ymir narrowed her eyes at the blonde.
Mikasa and Ymir were both the Captains of the girl's basketball team. They were both the only girls to get into varsity as a freshman, and it was very well deserved. Whenever they weren't studying or hanging out with friends, they would either hit the gym or practise on a court near their houses.
"Yeah, what she said,” Ymir retorted, still rubbing her shin, “I’ll tell coach.” Annie just rolled her eyes and kept silent, not wanting to bicker with her.
"Anyways, since school is out, let's all get lunch and hang out at th-" Mikasa stopped when she looked up to see Ymir smirking at her, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Well, you see, me and Historia have a hot date today, so you and Annie can knock yourselves out," Ymir said as she slung her arm around Historia’s shoulder. "And I'd rather get laid than hang out with you gu-, Ow! Seriously?" Ymir yelled as she felt another hit in the same exact spot as before. Historia furrowed her brows in embarrassment as well as blushed.
"Yeah, but this time from me," she scowled, "How many times have I told you not to say stuff like that in public?" Historia growled at Ymir before walking away and out the door. Ymir crossed her arms and looked out the window, trying her best not to look offended.
"You know, this isn't the first time this has happened," Mikasa said as she rolled her eyes at the couple.
"Oh shut it. Shit, wait, Historia I’m sorry!" Ymir said, shutting Mikasa up. She ran towards Historia, who had just turned the corner, and left to go outside.
"Those two lovebirds never shut up, do they?" Annie said as she rolled her eyes. Mikasa sighed and turned to Annie.
"So, are you going to practice on the field, or do you want to get a drink?" Mikasa asked Annie, still watching Ymir round the corner to go hunt for her girlfriend.
"I guess I can get a drink, but I can't hang out for too long, you know how my dad is."
"Yeah, I suppose so, let's go then, we can’t waste time.
Mikasa smiled at Annie as she turned to walk down the corridor, Annie following close behind with a huff.
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"Mr. Ackerman, I am so sorry it will never happen again."
"Tsk, I've heard that sentence a million times. You kids never learn," Mr. Ackerman said, crossing his arms looking up at the girl. He was sitting by his desk as he observed her struggling to pack her bag up in front of him after leaving crumbs all over his classroom. Again.
The raven-haired teacher sighed and rubbed his forehead, "You're dismissed, Sasha."
"I promise for sure I won't eat in your classroom again, sir."
"I said, dismissed," he stated, sounding irritated.
Sasha left the classroom to see Hitch and Pieck waiting for her outside.
"I would die to have Mr. Ackerman as my math teacher, he looks so good today, ugh. Everyone always points out his height, why does that matter when he's got a face like that. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone pull off an undercut the way he does. But of course, I had to get Mr. Jeager" Hitch sighed and rolled her eyes as Sasha walked over to them.
"You're saying that as if you are going to date him, plus look at the man, he is literally the most intimidating teacher in the entire school," Sasha said when she finally arrived, Hitch still staring at Levi through the creak of the door.
"Hitch, for the love of god, he is 20 years older than you," Pick replied, disappointed at her friend as she rolled her eyes.
Hitch wasn't special though, almost all the girls had something for the pre-calc teacher. Mr. Ackerman had heard some disturbing things about him when he walked down the hallway but didn’t act on it and he didn’t care. At least acted like he didn’t care. This was the only job he was able to get due to his past, back when he was young and stupid. Luckily, none of the students and most of the teachers didn't know anything about that. They didn’t need to. He needed this job, and if that meant sucking up all the nasty comments, he’d take it.
"Oh come on, Pieck, you're acting like you don't have a thing for him.” Before Pieck could reply, Sasha spoke up instead.
"Uh, Hitch, have you forgotten about Pieck's massive thing for Porco, " Sasha teased. A blush appeared on Pieck's face, "What? Oh, come on now. Why would I have an interest in that swine? I could do way better, everyone knows that. I have standards, you know.”
"I love how you're saying that whilst blushing. Anyway, as you said, you could do way better than him," Hitch said as she finally looked away from the 5'3 teacher.
"Oh well well, look who’s standing across the hall. Maybe you should finally make your move." Sasha winked at Pieck as she spotted the blond guy holding a basketball in his right arm whilst talking to a girl, probably about something cheesy.
"You know, the most embarrassing thing anyone could do is have a crush on that thing."
"Ugh, I don't. I'm going to go find Historia, at least she understands." Pieck stormed off with a blush planted on her face, forgetting about Historia's date with Ymir.
"I hit four three-pointers in a row at practice yesterday, no one can top me. After all, everyone does know that I am carrying the team," he winked as he continued.
"But, you know, I would let your fine ass top me any day" A smirk appeared on Porco's lips as he leaned his arm on a locker, still talking to a random girl who just happened to be walking by. She stood in shock at the boy's words.
"Dude, I just wanted to know where the counselor's office was, this is why I'm fucking gay. Men aren't shit," the girl muttered under her breath and quickly went around him.
"I- wait, I didn't mean to, uh-" The blond teenager was about to finish his sentence when his friends cut in.
"Real smooth Porco, now was that the 5th girl u turned into a lesbian today or what?" a tall brunette walked up to him after watching the scene.
Porco instantly punched his arm, making the boy chuckle.
"Don't act like you're any better, Jean. You tried hitting on the best soccer player and best basketball player this school has," Porco sneered before finishing, "And I'm pretty sure we all know how that ended."
"Hey, we agreed to never talk about that again, plus I can still pull Mikasa, it was just the wrong time. And Annie uh, I don't have a death wish, so no".
Almost the entire school knew about Jean's colossal crush on Mikasa, and even though he has been rejected multiple times, the poor boy still tried to get with her. Jean did once try to ask Annie out after her performance at one of her soccer games, but it ended up with Jean on the floor crying in pain. Saying Annie is ‘hard to get’ is an understatement, whoever can get with her deserves a medal. And some therapy.
The two could hear someone laugh behind them. Eren put his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants after he fixed up his man bun.
"Face it, Jean, Mikasa will never like you back. Plus, she is way out of your league anyway. Imagine liking a girl with better abs than you."
"As if you can pull her, Eren, you wish," Jean scoffed with a blush creeping on his face.
"If I wanted to, yes, but unlike you, I'm not focusing on girls."
"You mean focusing on dating girls. Who was that girl you saw on the weekend that accidentally stayed the night?"
"At least I can pull girls," Eren said with a wink. "Come on, instead of embarrassing yourselves around girls, let's go get something to eat."
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"Thank you, Mr. Smith, I'll be sure to work on this as well," The blond boy said with a smile.
"Of course, Arlert, remember, you don't have to do all these assignments. It's all just extra credit, and you already have an A in History," the tall teacher said with a smile on his face.
"I know, sir, but I'd love the extra practice," Armin smiled at the teacher and waved as he began packing up his things and heading for the door.
"See you later, Mr. Smith," Armin said before finally leaving.
The boy headed out of the classroom to see Colt and Marco, who had just had English last period with Mrs. Ral.
*ring*
Hey Armin, I'm waiting in my car, be here soon with the others so we can finally hang out.
The teenager smiled at his phone, remembering he was going to the movies to hang out with his friends, something he rarely got the time to do because of schoolwork and college applications.
I'll be there in five. Thanks again, Niccolo.
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"It's okay, Colt. I understand. You know, I was a teenager once and I know what it feels like to have sports get in the way of homework. You can turn in your work by the end of the week," the English teacher said.
"Thank you, Mrs. Ral, you're the best."
"Of course, and if you ever need anything, or you're stressed out because of swimming, always come to me, alright?". Mrs. Ral said with a genuine smile on her face.
Mrs. Ral was one the nicest teachers someone could ever meet. She was always there for her students and understood them to the fullest. She was the English teacher everyone wanted, and that was rare.
Colt walked out of the classroom to see Armin waiting for him. He waved before jogging and catching up with him.
"Hey Colt- Wait, where's Marco? I thought he had English with you.”
"He left early because his mom called. It's just a doctor's appointment, but he won't make it to the movies today.”
"What- Aw," Armin stopped, "Today is our day though, I doubt we can all hang out together anytime soon."
"We can't do anything about it, we'll have another time, don't worry." Armin knew that probably wasn't right but gave Colt a reassuring smile anyway because he didn't want to ruin the mood.
"Niccolo is waiting for us in his car, I don't want him waiting for too long," Armin said as they got outside, seeing Bertholdt and Reiner stand by the bicycle stands.
"Hey, look, it's Bert," Armin said as he smiled and waved at Bertholdt, Colt doing the same.
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"Ugh, look at those nerds, Bert," he said as he watched Armin and Colt walk out of the school. He scoffed and leaned against the wall.
"Be nice, Reiner, come on," the taller man replied as he smiled at Colt and Armin walking by, waving back at them.
"I don't get how you could be friends with them."
"How come? They're nice if you warm up to them. Honestly, the same goes with everyone."
"You know I hate them, they always look so cheerful and happy, it fucking pisses me off," he rolled his eyes as he shuffled in place uncomfortably.
"Reiner, I'm always cheerful and happy."
"Yeah, but- You're different, I guess" he realized what he said and went to correct himself.
"I don- It's not a compl-"
"Different? Wow, I feel special. Thanks, Reiner," Bertholdt said, not sarcastically but with a genuine smile on his face.
"No, you fucking asshole, I didn't mean it as a compliment," he growled at him as Bertholdt just laughed.
"Oh, come on, you know this is why Historia doesn't like you," he teased as he winked at Reiner.
"Ugh, that stupid fucking Ymir, so great, what the fuck does she see in her? Seriously? Basketball captain? I could beat that bitch up in a matter of seconds." He tightened his fist just at the thought of Ymir. Oh, how he hated her, taken his Historia away from him. So what Historia was a literal lesbian? He could change that.
"Reiner, first of all, you call everyone a bitch, it's not very appealing. Second of all, as much as she can be mean, Ymir's always nice to Historia. If you want me to be honest, you come off as kind of a creep when you're around her. And third of all, Historia's gay, get over it, I'm sorry," Bertholdt gave a reassuring smile, patting Reiner on the shoulder as he stood up.
"I think I'm going to go hang out with Colt and Armin. Are you fine on your own?"
"Bertholdt, I'm not a fucking child, yes, I'll be fine, go ditch me."
"Reiner, you know I'm not ditching you. I just haven't spoken to them in a while."
"Ugh, yes yes yes," he scoffed as he pushed Bertholdt away and in the direction of his other friends, "Go have fun or some shit, I don't know."
"Alright, alright, I'll see you tomorrow" He laughed and waved before jogging to go catch up with Colt and Armin.
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Around the hallway, a science teacher with brown hair and glasses ran towards Levi's classroom, where the pre-calc teacher just finished packing up his stuff and was ready to head off.
"Levi Levi Levi Le-" She stopped when she met a murderous glare, ignoring it and continuing, "Levi, you will not believe what just happened in my last period." The shorter teacher didn't do anything and just continued giving them a death glare.
“Uh Levi, are you okay?"
"Out. Now," he said as he forcefully tried to shove Hange out the door.
"Levi, wait, don't you want to know what happened? Come on, come on, come on."
"Hange, I just finished with these brats, I don't need you screaming in my ears. All I want is to have some tea alo-"
"Oh my god! Yes! Let’s talk about this over tea!" Hange yelled in excitement. They removed his arms off their shoulders and dragged him by the wrist and down the corridor.
"What no, I meant alone, you're making a scene," Levi protested as he pushed them off.
"It will only be a scene if you don't cooperate. Now come on, let's go to the teacher's lounge." She looked him in the eyes, attempting to give him puppy eyes and gently tugged on his wrists multiple times.
"Please, Levi?"
"Fine, I hate it when you look at me like that," He sighed, giving up and followed her to the teacher's lounge.