[A/N] Yay! My first post on here! =D Anyway, Um… Yeah. This is about Marco and Reader-chan, and I really hope this makes sense, it's the prequel to the next one, and it's more from Jean's perspective.

…Why do I do this to myself…?

Xoxo

Emo Valley Girl

As [Name] walked over to her friends, she smiled at the two boys she'd been close to growing up, Marco Bodt, and Jean Kirschtein. They were now seniors in High school, and both boys had strong feelings for the girl.

"Man, she's so pretty, and everything a guy could want." Jean mumbled.

"Yeah." Marco replied. He had told Jean of his feelings, but Jean didn't seem to understand that he was going to ask [Name] out.

"I mean, why can't she notice me?!" Jean exclaimed.

"I thought you liked that other girl… Mikasa?" Marco asked.

"Yeah, but… I dunno. I seem to like [Name] better. Besides, Mikasa is in love with Jaeger." Jean mumbled, stabbing the mystery meat with a fork.

They sat in silence the rest of the lunch hour, and soon they had to go back to classes. It was about halfway through the school day, and neither Marco nor [Name] could hang out that day. 'Dammit! What am I gonna do when I get home…?' It was a weekend, and luckily no teachers had assigned homework.

He walked home that day, but on the way out, he saw Marco and [Name] walking together towards his house, laughing , and smiling.

Jean stopped in his tracks. He… Did he really…? Oh, now he was pissed. [Name] was supposed to be HIS, and his alone. But then again…

"Hey, Jean?" Marco called from inside the living room, while still playing CoD.

"Yeah?" Jean replied, not really paying attention.

"Would you mind if… Um, I dunno, I asked [Name] out?" He smiled at him.

"Nah, go ahead."

Then, it hit Jean. He thought he'd said another name, there was a girl with a very similar name to [Name]'s. He dug his head into his hands, and walked home.

For the next week, no matter how hard Marco or [Name] tried to contact him, he was unable to reach. He stopped sitting with Marco at lunch, he stopped texting [Name] when she text him, not able to sleep. Pretty much ignored them completely.

Then, one day, he heard the other girls talking.

"Did you hear…?" One really snotty girl asked.

"No, hear what…?" another asked, more of the ditzy out of the group.

"Are you kidding me?! Everyone's talking about it!" Another replied.

"[Name]'s pregnant!" The first one retorted.

"She had it coming." The third snorted, "Complete slut, always hanging out with Jean and Marco. I mean, they are WAY too good for her." She snickered.

"You do know that Marco is [Name]'s beau, right?" There was one of [Name]'s old friends, before she was taken to the dark side.

He walked away, not believing what he was hearing. He wouldn't bring it up to Marco, or [Name] for that matter, if they wanted him to know, they would tell him.

A few nights later, he was awoken to his mother calling his name.

"What?!" He grouchily asked, until he saw the look on his mother's face.

"Marco… He's been in a very bad car wreck."

Jean's face paled, and his eyes started watering, "Is he going to live?"

"They don't think so. [Name]'s really upset. They both requested you come down." His mother finished.

So he did, only to find out something he really shouldn't have heard. Especially from Marco's mouth