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"Have a good day Eren!" My aunt Carla called to me as I got out of our small red Prius. "Its fine, you won't die, it's just a new school, nothing more." I was given a reassuring smile.
I didn't reply, I just shut the door sharply but when she pulled away I glanced to the car moving away. I turned to my new prison for the next 7 months; Trost Secondary School, what a dumb name. I pulled my sleeves down to be an extra inch over my hands and trudged through the pale grey doors and looked around me in the hallway. There was no one there, just an empty aisle of blue lockers and pointless posters. The floor was a yellow/ beige and the lockers had various scratches over them, probably from years of use. I took my schedule out and looked at it to find my locker number, 420. I chuckled to myself 'Ha, good thing I like drugs'. I opened it and put in my books, first hour had already begun 30 minutes ago but I figured with only 27 more left I could just wander around. I looked at my schedule to see I had math second hour, just great. I started walking to the room, but couldn't find it anywhere, then I ran into what felt like the wall.
"What the fuck?" He turned.
My heart was racing and everything in me was screaming "Run fool!", but my body failed to even twitch. I looked up to the boy I ran into to see his expression which, thank god, was one of boredom. He had a pale complexion and blond hair what was a little long..
"I-I'm s-so-sorry, I didn't me-mean to do th-that." I stuttered expecting him to shove me or to spit slurs at me. He didn't do any of that.
"It's fine" He said taking the paper and book I had dropped. "You're in room 118 this hour but seeing as there is only 10 minutes left, I take it you won't go to that class, so that makes your second hour... in 213. I'll take you there." He stuck his hand out to help me up, which I didn't accept. I had been dropped enough times to know never to accept that act.
He brushed off my act of defiance and started to the stairs, we walked in silence until we got to the top of the steep steps, then he spoke up to me.
"I'm Armin by the way, Armin Arlert." He held out a hand.
"I-I'm Eren Jeager." I whispered, my heart was beating so hard I heard it in my ears.
"Well here it is, math with Mr. Bodt. Good luck." He smiled wide with ghost white teeth, part of me thought he was imaginary and I had accidently forgotten to take my pills today. The bell rang, pulling me from my thoughts and he walked off. I opened the door and walked in, I was told there was no assigned seats so I took on in the back of the room in the corner. No one came to me, no one even looked at me for the entire class, but passing period was another situation.
I saw a scrawny little kid being harassed and shoved into a locker by a short boy. He had on a plain red shirt and black jeans It was awful to see that happening with no one to do anything, so me being the idiot I am decided to be a hero... kind of.
"Leave him alone." I said, as I began to tremble, but kept a straight face.
"Shut up bitch, mind your own business." Another boy said, I took to be a football player by his jersey and how he was built. He was a lot taller than the other boy. The shorter teenager turned from throwing the other child into the locker, who ran off quickly, and faced us. He looked at me and I realized how handsome he was. He had short raven coloured hair and deep grey eyes. These contrasted well with his pale skin tone which showed how his muscles curved, he wasn't too built but he was definitely muscular.
"You want to take his place damn brat?" He slyly said, as if it was a pickup line.
"No." I was shaking so badly, "but would you like to not be a dick?" I forced myself to say with a tone of sass.
"Huh, you must be new. Well here's a little tip," He punched me hard in the face, right over my left eye. "Don't piss me off." He walked away with his friends.
I went to the bathroom to see a bruise was already forming and sat there until lunch. I cried and cried. 'God damn it Eren! Why the Hell can't you ever be normal and just blend why do you always put yourself out there when you know what is going to happen.' I was screaming in my head. It was true, in elementary school I was always teased for how I looked and how I had only the "special" kids for friends. In middle school I defended some kid who was being beat up, which earned me a broken nose and a sprained wrist. It got worse from there on, I had terrible depression, anxiety, schizophrenia, and minor Bi-polar disorder. I was a fuck up in the world's eyes, and it only got worse. I lost my family in a car crash 4 months ago and was sent to my aunt. My life really sucked.
The bell for lunch rang and I just wanted to leave. I was walking out of the bathroom debating how hard it would be to just walk out of the school but then I ran into someone. 'This is the second damn time Eren'. I looked up to see who it was, and low and behold it was him. The damn kid I just got away from, and he was mad.