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‘Where is it?’, Mikasa said to herself in frustration. She had leant Sasha (her roommate) her essay for their economics class, but Sasha was yet to return the assignment. Mikasa dug through all the papers on Sasha’s messy desk, desperately searching for the papers. Her desk was littered with old food packets and rough pieces of paper. She didn’t understand why everyone wasn’t as organised as her. Mikasa always organised all of papers in folders and ordered them in alphabetical order. A messy desk was just an inconvenience. Mikasa finnaly found her assignment under a pile of candy wrappers, a corner of the essay was covered in choclate. Mikasa sighed, she could always redraft it onto a clean sheet of paper. At least she had her original copy. She went over to her desk to start her redraft, the house was silent. That was unusual. Normally Sasha would be blasting music or Annie would be arguing with someone on the phone or Historia would be watching a reality show at full volume. But today, Mikasa had the house to herself. The others had gone to a frat party and they wouldn’t be back until late. Mikasa didn’t tend to go to parties, parties were a distraction from things that actually mattered. She already had her entire life planned out and her success in life depended on her grades. She was going to excel in school, then get a job as a family law solicitor and then she would meet her husband at a work party or some other formal place like that. She knew she certainly wouldn’t meet her husband at a frat. Her friends were constantly hooking up with frat boys. She wasn’t going to judge her friends for messing around with frat boys; it just wasn’t her thing. She only dated to marry, she couldn’t mess around with an immature boy with no intention of ever living a serious life.
Her friends had tried to convince her to go to the party that night ( just like they always did whenever there was a party), but Mikasa always said no. She wanted to get ahead in her economics class.
She sat on her desk, textbooks open and pencil in hand. On her laptop, she was watching a video explaining future topics in her economics curriculum. She continued studying for two hours, before she went to order food. When she finished her study time she decided to watch a movie. Silent apartment, Chinese takeout and a sappy movie. How could anyone prefer a party over a night in alone. She got through the first two twilight movies (she had watched them all before ofcource, but they were her favourite movies to rewatch) , before she fell asleep.
When she woke up, Sasha was in the kitchen making breakfast.
‘Morning Mika’, Sasha said, hearing her best friend wake up.
‘Hey’, Mikasa mumbled, ‘How was the party’.
‘It was so good, for once I got cutesy tipsy rather than black out drunk. I hooked up with some guy, but I don’t think he told me his name. It’s a shame he was really nice’, Sasha rambled as she flipped her pancakes.
‘Where’s Annie and Historia?’, Mikasa asked looking for her other two roommates.
‘Hissy is in the shower and Annie is with a guy’, Sasha said waggling her eyebrows and giggling. Mikasa smiled at Sasha’s playful nature. She got up from the couch and came to get some pancakes from Sasha.
‘How was your night alone’, Sasha asked.
‘I watched the first two twilight movies’
‘Cool, love Edward’
Mikasa knew that Sasha wasn’t actually interested about her night alone, but she appreciated that she cared enough about Mikasa to pretend to care.
‘OH MY GOSH GUYS, SPRING BREAK IS SORTED OUT’, Historia shouted excitedly as she ran into the kitchen dripping wet in only her towel.
‘I thought we didn’t have enough money to do anything fun’, Sasha pouted, biting into a pancake.
‘BASICALLY ANNIE HOOKED UP WITH MY COUSIN ARMIN, AND HIS BEST FRIEND IS TOTALLY RICH. AND EVERY SPRING BREAK THEY GO TO PARADIS AND ARMIN ASKED IF WE WANTED TO GO’, Historia babbled excitedly jumping up and down. Sasha squealed hearing the information, she grabbed Historias hands and began jumping up and down with her.
‘SHUT UP OMG’
Mikasa stared at them confused, she had no idea where they planned on going for spring break. She had never heard of Paradis.
‘Whats Paradis?’
Both girls turned to her in shock.
‘It’s like the most famous exclusive island with ultra private retreats. The only way to get there is to be super famous or super rich, you have to take a private jet there’, Historia explained.
‘I heard the parties there are insane’, Sasha squealed, ‘We’re going to have the best time ever’.
Mikasa was skeptical about the trip, a week with a bunch of privileged assholes. It didn’t sound fun, it sounded like a nightmare.
‘I don’t know guys, isn’t it kinda dangerous. Going to this random island with a bunch of strangers’
‘They’re not strangers I know Armin and I’ve met Eren’, Historia excitedly reasoned.
‘Who’s Eren’, Mikasa raised her eyebrow.
‘Oh, he’s Armins best friend. The one with the house in Paradis,’ Historia said.
‘And your sure we can trust him?’, Mikasa was completely against the idea. Spring break, a time that was meant to be relaxing, spent woth some rich, pompous jerk. That didn’t sound like fun for anyone.
‘Is he nice?’, Sasha asked, she really wanted to go, but she wouldn’t insist if Mikasa was uncomfortable.
‘Sure, I mean him and Armin have been best friends since they were toddlers, so he’s probably doing something right. Plus he’s so hot!’ Historia beamed.
‘You dont even like guys’, Mikasa said.
‘Yeah, but I can still appreciate the view’, Historia giggled. Mikasa looked at both of her friends. They gave her the biggest puppy eyes, pouting their lips to convince Mikasa. She knew if Annie wasn’t with Historia’s cousin, she would take Mikasa’s side. However seeing as everyone else wanted to go, Mikasa was willing to indulge.
‘Fine, let’s see the house’,
Sasha hopped out of the kitchen, running to get her laptop so that Historia could show them their dream holiday home. The three gathered around the counter, as Historia searched up the mansion.
‘SHUT UP!’, Sasha screamed appon seeing the house they would be staying in. It was huge, the house in the picture had four stories and three pools (two outside, one inside), plus an in house gym and 18 bedrooms. Mikasa had to admit, she was impressed. Maybe it was worth putting up with rich assholes, they got to stay in a palace on an exclusive island for free.
‘It’s pretty’, Mikasa admitted.
‘It’s not just pretty, Thats the Jeager manor. HISTORIA ARE WE STAYING WITH THE JEAGERS!’, Sasha screamed bouncing up and down ecstatically. Historia did a smug grin in response and nodded. Sasha let out an ear piercing squeal.
‘Who are the Jeagers?’ Mikasa was not at all updated on pop culture, she couldn’t count enough celebrities to fill up her hand.
‘As in like Carla Jeager, famous model and actor. She was in that movie we watched in the cinema last month’, Historia explained as she searched her up on the internet. She turned the laptop to face Mikasa and Mikasa instantly recognised her. She was one of those faces that you don’t forget because of how uniquely beautiful she was.
‘I know her’, Mikasa mused, ‘do we get to meet her?’
‘Naa, she lives in the city. Eren says we have the house to ourselves. It will be just us four plus Eren’s friends’, Historia clarified.
Sasha and Historia bounced around the apartment excitedly. Mikasa wished that she could include herself in thier excitement, but she couldn’t help but worry. Sure the house was huge, but at the end of the day, it was going to be her and her three friends along with 6 strange men thag she had never met. Fantastic.
There was a week until spring break. She had made an itinerary of things she planned to do on the trip and things she planned to do in preparation for the trip. According to google, Paradis was famous for its clear blue waters, so she had bought herself a swimsuit. Her friends had tried to convince her to wear a bikini, but it wasn’t her thing. A plain black swimsuit would be fine. She also stocked up on sunscreen and aloe Vera gel so that her skin wouldn’t burn. She sat in her room, with her red suitcase laying open on her floor. She had packed all of her clothes, mostly just cute summer dresses and blouses to pair with jeans. All she had left to pack were toiletries and medicines. She headed over to the bathroom to find soap, however instead she found Historia waiting for her.
‘Boo’, Historia shouted, trying to scare Mikasa.
Mikasa remained unbothered.
Historia rolled her eyes at her nonchalance.
‘I was waiting for you’, Historia said suspiciously.
‘Why?’ Mikasa asked cautiously.
‘Because your my best friend, and I bought you a gift’, Historia brought out a box wrapped in glittery pink wrapping paper. The box was slightly larger than her palm.
‘What is it?’ Mikasa began to unwrap it but hen Historia wacked the box out of her hand.
‘NO’, Historia screamed. ‘I mean no, sorry, I just don’t want you to open it now. Wait until we’re on holiday’, Historia said nervously as she ran of to her room. Mikasa wanted to open the box, but she chose to practise self control and shoved it into the top of her suitcase. She could wait.
Mikasa looked at her checklist. She had: her skin care, spare money, sunglasses, credit cards, ID, sun hat, reading book, clothes, swim suit, towel, soap, tooth brush, bandages, first aid kit, underwear, hair products and her emergency charger. She had finished packing on Wednesday , giving her two nights to prepare for the weeks ahead.
Sasha Historia and Annie had been thrilled all week. They had gone bikini shopping and they had gotten their Brazilian waxes done. Mikasa had gone with them, but she hadn’t joined in with their activities. If all went well, the holiday would be a relaxing two weeks spent on the beach reading, sketching and studying. She sat on her bed, sketching her bedroom, whilst Tv girl played softly through her earphones. She was in her happy place,
but then someone interrupted her peace.
‘Miki were having an apartment meeting’, Sasha said loudly poking her head through the door. The girls commonly had meetings like this, were they debriefed on everything that had happened recently. They all say on the living room couch in their pyjamas. Sasha always liked to turn all the lights of for their meetings and she lit candles to make it look serious.
‘We have to talk’, Sasha said gravely. Everyone focused on Sasha’s candle lit, earnest face.
‘Next week, we will be in a huge beautiful house, lounging by the pool in bikinis and sipping on pina coladas. But most importantly we’ll be surrounded by men. 6 male specimens’, Sasha stood up and turned on the tv. She had an entire slide show prepared. Mikasa’s eyes widened, surprised by how serious she was taking this. Sasha didn’t even put this much effort into her exams.
‘Man number one, Armin. He’s all Annie’s so he’s of limits’, Sasha explained gesturing at Annie, ‘Then theres Reiner and Betolt. The two of them are already in relationships already so they are of limits. Leaving our final options to be: Connie, Jean and Eren’, Mikasa was confused as to were Sasha was taking this.
‘Mikasa take your dibs’, Sasha squealed.
Mikasa shook her head intensely, ‘I’m sorry, I will not be hooking up with any of these men. I probably won’t even speak to them’
‘Noooo’, Historia bad Sasha wailed. They loved Mikasa to bits and they were desperate to see their beloved friend in love.
‘I don’t need a boyfriend right now and I definitely don’t want to date any of these guys’, she was thrilled her friends cared about her enough to take interest and intervene in her love life, but she had explained to them several times that she wasn’t ready for a relationship. She didn’t have time for love, she had to focus on school.
‘But Miki, the guys promised they’d take us to all the best clubs. You have to talk to them’, Historia pouted.
‘We can’t go clubbing in a foreign country with boys we’ve never met. Whay if somthing bad happens!, Mikasa reasoned.
‘Armin’s my boyfriend’, Annie added to the conversation,’I meet him all the time, plus Eren’s not that bad’
‘Well I don’t think I’ll join you guys. I have an itinerary of things I’d like to see. I’ll stick to those’, Mikasa said. Everyone wanted to argue with her, but they didn’t. There was no convincing Mikasa.