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A/N - ily CurlyRedHead
ur my only motivation for this book right now you have no idea ima make this chapter longer though <3

"I don't need your shit," Eren said turning over to you.

"I don't need yours either. There's no way you're mad at me because I was right," You scoffed.

Eren was taken aback at what you had said. You held in your laugh at his expression. He just gave you a glare, and turned back around.

The rest of class was silent and boring, the only fun thing to do was to stare at Professor Levi. He had taken off his jacket and had rolled up his sleeves, making the girls giggle and whisper amongst one another again. You heard some of the girls' comments.

'Look at his veiny arms and hands, I wonder what it'd be like if he were to just wrap them around my neck.'

'Til the skin comes off.'

'I bet it drags on the floor.'

Not wanting to hear more, you stop eavesdropping and decided to mind your business again.

The reason why you're so pissy towards Jean and Eren, is because you love humbling people. Pretty privilege is a thing, like you would touch a butterfly but not a moth?

People can get away with the craziest shit, as long as they've got the looks. Like what Sasha said, Jean probably has fucked the whole school—But has the looks to get away with it. Eren is a dipshit from what you've heard and has fucked twice as many girls Jean has—But has the looks to get away with it. People pick and choose.

And if you aren't gonna humble them, who will? Your point exactly.

Bored, you decided to strike up a conversation to the brunette next to you.

"So, why'd you help me find my class?"

Eren looked at you with a plain expression on his face as he thought about his reply.

'I guess he's just extremely rude, that's all.' Sashas words rang.

"You looked like the ugly duckling all alone, anyone would've felt bad."

You scoffed at his reply with an offended expression on your face, he notices this and the corners of his mouth tug upwards.

"I get sympathy from the great Eren Yeager? What an honor."

"Don't get used to it," He said, his tone tainted with annoyance.

You snorted at him, for class was about to be over.

"Theres a test tomorrow brats, make sure you study tonight," Professor Ackerman said, tone cold as ever. Everyone in the class groaned. It was your first day today, and you have a fucking test tomorrow? Lucky you.

You walk out of Professor Ackermans class pissed off and trying to find Sasha. You were really upset about the fact you had a test tomorrow. It was literally your first day today. Despite all your complaints, you know you don't have a choice and have to take it regardless. Lost in thought, stressing over the test tomorrow—You hear a faint calling of your name. However, it was two people calling you.

"Y/N!!!!" Sasha and Connie yelled out in unison towards you. They suddenly start running at you at lightning speed, like it was two kids trying to catch the ice cream truck.

"How was class?" Sasha asked you.

"It was alright. I have a fucking test tomorrow," You groaned.

"Ouch, I mean that's Professor Levi for ya," Connie said. "I was in his class last year, then I switched out because he piled lots of work and tests. It was not for me." You winced at the thought of that going for you.

"Don't worry though! You seem smart. You'll be able to pass his class, hopefully.." Sasha chuckled out nervously.

You said sarcastically laughing, "Nice motivation, Sasha."

You all keep walking, eventually making it to the cafeteria. Connie spots an empty table, and motions you and Sasha to follow. You all then settle in and sit down.

"Well maybe if you're struggling in Professor Ackermans sometimes, maybe you can ask Jean for help-" Connie suggested before you cut him off.

"Like hell I would," You replied crossing your arms. Sasha and Connie laugh.

Connie commented, "He's not that bad!"

"Thats coming from you though," You retorted.

"Jean's dumb. I'm sure Y/N's smart enough to pass. You're only saying he can help, because he can somehow help you since you're dumber than him," Sasha proclaimed.

"Exactly," You agreed. Connie's expression died as he listened to Sashas words. He was dumb, and he knew it. And hated that Sasha was right.

"I'll go get us some food!" Sasha beamed, running away to get in the line. You and Connie laughed at her antic.

You and Connie sat there in silence, and as Connie opened his mouth to say something—Someone interrupts.

"Hey."