I huff quietly to myself as I rest my head on my arms upon my wooden desk. I move one of my arms and perch my chin in my palm as I lazily tuck a stray dark purple strand of hair behind my ear. Another year of agonizingly long classes. At least this is my senior year. After I graduate I'm moving far away from here.
I look around the room to see only a few of my classmates sitting at their desks around each other. Mikasa, Eren, and Armin all sit together. Armin looks over and smiles slightly at me with a timid wave. I quickly scowl and turn my gaze out the window ignoring his gesture.
"Hey! Mind if we sit here?" I hear a cheerful female voice at my side. I look to see Sasha and Connie with a stupid grin on his face next to me.
"I don't care." I say harshly and Sasha just smiles and nods and takes the seat farther from me while Connie sits in the chair closest to me.
I look at the clock. Two minutes left until history class starts. I let go a sigh of relief because I was the only one sitting in the two person table. Good. I don't have to deal with some idiot this year. I watch as the last ten seconds tick away on the clock.
5,4,3,2…
A boy comes bursting through the doorway hunched over clearly out of breath.
"Sorry! I..I mis..sed the bus! I had.. to run here!" no one other than the idiot Jean Kirschtein says through staggered breaths.
"Take a seat Jean." The teacher says.
"Shit." I hiss as he walks towards me and sits down next to me. I mentally face palm for the fact that I didn't take the window seat. Now I'm between two idiots… at least Connie was a small isle away from me.
I sit up straight as I pull out my notebook and pen ready to write whatever notes I needed for the day. The teacher starts to speak about the plans for the year… yada yada… and she starts with the first lesson. I feel a nudge in my side and quickly glare at my attacker.
"I forgot to bring a pen… do you have a spare?" Jean asks with a taken back look on his face. Probably because of my icy blue eyes staring angrily at him. I quickly shuffle through my bag and hand him one.
"Thanks…" he says with a smirk.
I roll my eyes, "Idiot," I hiss under my breath. Who forgets a pen on the first day of class?
"What!?" he hisses back.
"Shut. Up." I continue to look forward and scribble down the notes I missed.
Before I knew it the day was almost over I had one more class to go to and it was gym class. I was at my locker putting my books away and when I turned to walk away I bump into someone.
"Sorry!" we both say in unison. I look up into honey colored eyes.
"My bad," Jean says as he rubs the back of his neck and looks down at you, "I was actually looking for you, I forgot to give you your pen back."
"You can keep it." I say as I try to maneuver around him.
"Oh, well thanks," he huffs, "I didn't catch your name earlier."
I glare at him. Out of the four years we've gone to school together… he seriously doesn't know my name? Idiot.
"Trinity" I give him just my first name shortly and flee past him quickly not caring.
"Thanks Trinity!" he yells at my back as I dart to class.
As soon as I reach my room I take off this terrible school uniform and throw on some shorts and my favorite hoodie. I quickly pull my long locks out of my ponytail and plug my headphones in and flop down on my bed exhausted. Music starts to blare in my ears from my phone and cover my head with my blanket.
I hate this place. Out of the four years I've been at this stupid high school I haven't really made any friends.
"Maybe because you're such an ass to everyone…" I say to myself. Just then I feel a small figure lay between my legs. I sit up and remove my blankets and look down at the black furball.
"Bruce!" I chuckle lightly as I rub the fat cats belly. Bruce is a big fat fluffy maincoon. I got him last year when he was just a kitten at an animal shelter that I volunteered at. He's grown so much since then. He purrs loudly as I continue petting him.
I adjust some pillows behind my back and grab my laptop and bring it to life on my lap. I open the web browser and log into my social networking site. I have a lot of friends on here, but it's mainly just people who added me because I go to the same school as them.
I browse through the newsfeed and get bored quickly. I close my laptop and decide to go for a quick run.
I jog down the familiar streets. The same ones I've traveled down the past four years of my life. I moved to this town my freshmen year of high school. Not because I wanted to, but because my dad got a great job opportunity out here.
I quicken my pace as I round a corner dodging a dip in the sidewalk. Sweat drips down my brows as I breathe lightly. This is part of my daily routine so I'm not that tired at all. I raise my hand and wipe my forehead with my sleeve.
I slow down into a walk as I approach my house and I sit in our front lawn. I extend my leg out and stretch with my forehead pressed against my leg.
"I didn't know you lived so close to me Trinity!" I hear a male voice say quite excitedly. I lift my head up and see Eren.
"Hi Eren, what's up?" I say with no interest in my voice.
"Why are you always so cold to people when they talk to you?" he questions.
I stare up at him in disbelief. "I am not always cold…" I say flatly.
"Yeah, you are." He sits down next to me in the grass. I notice his breathing is slightly hitched. He must have been on a run too.
"Why do you say that?" I ask him. I know I'm kind of mean sometimes, but maybe I should try and make friends… it is my senior year.
"Well you're always so quiet and when people do try to talk to you, you are short with your words and have a harsh tone. You do it to everyone." He looks at me with curiosity.
"I don't mean to…"I say quietly, "I just… I'm used to moving a lot. So I find it better not to make friends if I'm just gonna end up leaving and losing contact with them anyway."
"How many times have you moved?" he asks.
"6 times since I was five. This is the longest I've been in a house that I can remember…" I reply.
"Wow." He says with a sigh, "That's a lot." He puts an arm around my shoulder suddenly taking me by surprise.
"W…what are you doing?" I say shakily.
"Well, I wanna be your friend! This is what friends do! They hangout and stuff. This is a good hangout with you." He smiles as his green eyes stare into mine.
"Uh, well you're making me uncomfortable." I blush slightly.
"Oh! Sorry Trinity!" he then takes his arm away and stands quickly. He extends a hand out to help me up and I take it. He helps me up with ease.
"Well," he rubs his neck, "We should actually hangout for real sometime, maybe with everyone else. I'm sure they wanna be your friends too!" he beams a bright smile.
"Uh… yeah sure." I smile shyly.
"Alright, well I gotta get home and eat dinner. It was nice talking to you! I'll see you in class tomorrow!" he waves back at me before jogging away.
"Well that wasn't so bad… I guess." I huff to myself and slightly smile as I walk into my house and get ready for a shower and bed.
AUTHORS NOTE:
Hey guys! First fanfic... ever. So I hope you enjoy! (:
I do not own any of the characters from SNK.