As always the mornings in the Yeager household where less than what was called peaceful, for screaming and shouting were always heard right away. Of course it was nothing but sibling banter, and they always consisted of the same argument.

"Eren! Get your ass out of bed! We are going to be late for school!"

The brunet flipped onto his side, using his pillow to wrap around his head to cover both ears. Eren woke up to the same thing every other day. If it wasn't get out of bed it was get out of the bathroom. The teen was never fond of getting up in the mornings. It didn't help that the school that the two siblings attended was full of obnoxious, privileged teens. Eren and Mikasa weren't on green side of the pasture, more of the dead yellowed grass that no one wanted to see.

There was the sound of another loud bang, "Eren I am going to count to five and I swear to fucking God if you are not at this door I will drag you out."

"One."

She didn't really mean it.

"Two."

Mikasa wouldn't do that, she wasn't that picky about being a little late.

"Three."

Eren began to stir, and shifted to his back. Eyes stared blankly a head as he listened to his angry sister prove she can count.

"Four."

Fuck. Eren jumped out of bed and bolted to the door. He opened it just as Mikasa started to say five. "I'm up woman! Geez, now can I get dressed or am I going to arrive in nothing but a pair of boxers?"

Eren motioned his hand in a downward fashion to give an exaggerated point. Mikasa rolled her eyes, and blew at her bangs. She then waved her hand before she turned on her heel to leave towards the kitchen. Eren gave a smug look; it was rare that he won a battle with his infamous sister.

After the morning dispute, Eren stepped into what was considered the Kitchen to find Mikasa tapping away impatiently. "Are you ready to go?"

"More so than I ever will," Eren yawned, "Let's just go to the hell-hole before I decide to play sick."

"Dad isn't home to call you in, so you would be truant. No way in hell am I letting you be truant."

Eren groaned. It wasn't common for their father to be gone. He would come home in time to pay for any bills and leave some cash on the table for food and barely any gas. Ever since their mother passed away things had become more rough than usual. It was hard enough being poor, and it was unknown what their dad did for a living.

Grisha Yeager used to be a successful doctor, until budget cuts were made. He lost his job shortly after Eren was born and things have been difficult since. They went from a nice home to the shithole of house that is now currently occupied by the Yeager's. Eren was pretty sure his dad got money from doing illegal medical practices in the underworld, but that was just a theory. The teen never really bothered to ask since his relationship with his father wasn't too great at the moment.

Mikasa cleared her throat and led the way to the rundown 1997 White Jeep Grand Cherokee that occupied their gravel driveway. The vehicle was barely working, but it was enough to allow Eren and Mikasa to occasionally go somewhere, or get to school.

The black haired girl unlocked the car and threw her bag in the back and Eren copied her actions before occupying the passenger seat. Mikasa backed out of their shitty drive from their small home before driving towards the place that would be the end of all confidence.

Eren stood at his locker, messing with the thing until he was able to have the damn thing open. With a groan he starred at the books that were piled inside and decided which ones he would actually need, and he quickly shut the locker door. He wouldn't need any of the books, today was day to just not give a shit.

The brunet turned to see his locker partner right behind him, "Oh! Hey Armin, you scared me!"

The blond just grinned, "Sorry Eren. Why didn't you grab any books? Don't you have English 3 first period?"

The junior groaned, "Yeah, but I'm not gonna need a book. I don't need any books."

Armin raised a brow, but brushed it off. He wasn't one to question Eren's choices, and that's why he was one of Eren's best friends.

Armin Arlert had a bit of an easier life than Eren. Sure the kid lost both parents, but his grandfather had a good amount of money to get the two through any problems. Armin understood that Eren had a bit of a rough life, and was never one to push out any information. He had gotten use to Eren's choices by now.

"Whatever you say, buddy."

Armin nudged the taller of the two to the side to get into the green locker. "Are you going to the football game tonight?"

The brunet tugged on his backpack strap, and ran a hand through his already tousled hair. "No, I don't have a reason to really go. I think Mikasa is going with Annie or somethin'. Why?"

The blond pulled out an AP Calc book before shrugging, "No reason. I was thinking about going is all," Armin slid the book into his book bag and his placed it on the floor, "Though if you won't be there I may not go."

Armin shimmied out of his letterman jacket and hung it on one of the hooks in the shared locker, "Oh really? You aren't going to go see a certain someone work their ass off on that field?"

A blush danced across Armin's face, his blue eyes widening for a second, "No! Why would you think I would go to see Jean?"

Armin covered his mouth realizing what he said, and Eren chuckled, "I think I made my point," The brunet looked up when the bell rang to signify it was time to get to class, "Whelp, time to go make an ass out of my English teacher. See ya Armin!"

"Mr. Yeager! What were some differences between Puritan and Native American literature?"

The teen blinked before shrugging, he hadn't been paying attention. The action earned him an audible 'tch' from the student next to him. The teen glared over at the short junior beside him, and he was met back with an equally intense gaze.

Levi and Eren never got along. Levi came from a wealthy family, while Eren suffered from poverty. Levi was always clean in appearance, and Eren always looked filthy in some form. On top of that, Levi was somehow popular with his negative attitude, and the Quarterback on the Maria High Football team. Grey eyes flicked away from the turquoise ones as Levi raised his hand to give the correct answer.

"Yes Levi?"

"Puritans were very strict in their ideals of God, and cared nothing for nature. Native Americans were more connected with nature, and had a more mythological approach to their gods."

"Very good," Mr. Tod exclaimed, "Oh and good luck in your game tonight! Homecoming game is always a big one."

Levi nodded in thanks and raised a thin brow in Eren's direction. The brunet was red with rage, and turned away from the short teen to avoid getting into a fight. A fight he knew he wouldn't win.

The rest of English seemed to drag on, and his next class with Biology 2. At least Armin was in that class and he actually enjoyed his teacher. Miss Hanji was always fun to be around, more fun than Mr. Tod anyway.

The bell rang signifying class to be over and Eren practically raced out the door to his next class. In the process he bumped into Levi, who managed to follow him and grab roughly on Eren's backpack. "Aren't you going to say you're sorry brat?"

The taller teen glanced down at the angry Levi before him, "Fucking serious? You followed me all the way here to make me say sorry? Well fuck you," Eren jerked out of his grip, "You got some serious issues dickwad."

Levi fumed and crossed his arms, "You need some fucking manners you dirty piece of shit."

"Manners? You just pulled me by my backpack to make me apologize for bumping into you on accident! Now if you'll excuse me I have more important things than to put up with your pathetic ass."

Eren purposefully shoved Levi's shoulder as he passed by to go towards his class once more. A circle had started to gather around, eager eyes had been watching them. The crowd hungered for a fight, the rich kid against the poor kid. Those were always the most entertaining of fights. Eren was surprised that Levi didn't try to drag him back into an argument. Though one thing would lead to another and a fight would break out, and then Levi wouldn't be able to play tonight. That was the last thing Maria High needed.

When he finally reached Biology, Armin was already sitting at one of the lab tables with his books scattered about and notes ready for taking. The studying teen didn't even glance up as a chair was pulled next to him and Eren tossed his bag to the ground. Armin shifted slightly to make more room for his friend, and put away a majority of the books on the table except for their Bio book. "You took longer than usual. A minuet longer and you would be tardy."

Eren growled, "Levi tried to make me apologize for some stupid shit. Well more like attempted. He can't really get into fights right now can he?"

Armin sighed and placed down the mechanical pencil he was writing with. He flicked his knowing gaze over to the brunet, "Don't let him get to you Eren," The teen stretched up his arms to pull his blond hair back into a ponytail, "I don't understand what happened to you guys. You used to be good friends."

"I know about my past Armin. Just when High School started, he joined football and he made new friends."

"That doesn't explain why you still aren't friends with him."

Eren clenched his hand as he scanned his memory as to why the two weren't friends anymore, "I think we go into an argument? I don't know Armin that was two years ago a lot has happened since then. Plus we are both changed."

Armin nudged Eren playfully, "What are you talking about? You are still the same hothead from Elementary."

The brunet gave a glare, and shoved Armin. The blond gave out a giggle before going silent as Miss Hanji walked in. "Alright class! Today we are going to experiment! I'm sure you will have fun doing," The teacher pushed her glasses up her nose as she began to grin, "I know I will."

The experiment didn't seem to go as planned, and Miss Hanji ended up cackling madly as one of the students freaked out about a wingless fruit fly touching his hand. Everyone was in hysterics about the whole thing outside of Eren and Armin who were caught up in their own world. Biology 2 was the only glass Eren was passing with ease, and it helped that Armin was there.

Eren just generally enjoyed Biology, which explained his passing grade. His other classes he really didn't care for too much. Sadly Biology always seemed and he would find himself going through the other classes slowly.

The brunet always had to begin his day and end it with Levi. It wasn't a pleasant schedule to have. Of course if this was the past then he would be ecstatic, but that isn't the case.

It wasn't too bad during History though, because they sat on opposite sides of the room. Eren didn't even have to acknowledge the shorter teen's presence. Well, today was different story.

"Ok class. As you know, Midterm is coming up. Instead of a test like most classes," Mr. Smith rustled so papers as he pushed up from his desk to hand out what was in his hand, "You are going to be doing a project over whatever you have learned so far. You won't be working alone so don't worry."

There was sigh of relief released from the students, "But, I picked partners for you," a few groans replaced the sighs, "No complaints. Ok so partners are: Christa and Ymir, Reiner and Berthodlt," Mr. Smith continued reading off names until he came to the end, "…and Levi and Eren. Please meet together until the end of class and discuss what you want to do. Remember it must be from this unit!"

Eren's body froze as he made eye contact with shocked grey eyes. They were going to be forced to work together, and this was definitely not going to end well. The two teens shifted up from their desk and went to meet in a corner of the room. "So," Levi started, "What do we want to do?"

The voice was calm, but his face read murderous intent. Levi's teeth were clenched and his brows furrowed. Eren shrugged, "Dunno don't care."

Levi pinched the bridge of his nose, "Then figure it out you brat. I don't have time to waste on your mumbling ass, nor do I have the grade that I want to drop. Unlike you I actually give a damn about school."

The brunet sneered at the words, "Whatever, why don't we just pick something easy to do like something from the French Revolution."

Levi perked from Eren's choice, "I guess that will do. Now don't fuck this up for me or I will tear you a new one!"

This was going to be a long project.

Ok guys, just letting you know now A Different Tale is on hiatus for the time being. I am trying to decide what I want to do in the next chapter so until then you are getting this. This is my first AU so hopefully everything goes out well.