(T for language)
Annie wasn't sure what she hated more, walking to school in the rain or putting up with the assholes on the bus. Right now she felt like she should have just walked. Going through a full day soaking wet would be easier than resisting punching out whoever was behind her kicking the back of her seat.
Finally, Annie couldn't take it anymore. "Would you cut it out?" She seethed as she whipped around to face the instigator.
Connie Springer looked up with surprise from his handheld video game. "Huh?" Then when he realized he was dealing with the infamous Annie Leonhardt he repeated himself with a squeak of fear, "Huh?"
"You are kicking my seat. Quit it." Annie said with what seemed like a slightly bored tone, but her eyes gleamed with a deadly shine.
"Yeah- uh, Okay. Sure thing. Sorry." Connie nodded his head obediently.
Annie turned back to face the front without acknowledging him again. Connie was known to be an idiot, so she didn't think he was purposely trying to rile her up like some people would. Some people really liked to push her buttons and humiliate her, despite knowing of her short fuse and her ability to kick their asses- even using the information to get her in trouble.
Annie took out her ear buds and cranked up the volume of her mp3, drowning out her thoughts in a chorus of violent drums and screaming vocals.
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Surprisingly, Annie actually found lunch slightly entertaining. She considered people watching a hobby, and she could watch the high school drama unfold daily for her like her own personal soap opera. From her table strategically chosen in the corner of the room, with her back to the wall, she had the perfect view of the imbeciles surrounding her. It was the only entertainment she could find at school.
Pushing around her cement mac n' cheese with her fork, with her gaze directed at Sasha Braus eating like a ravenous dog, she didn't notice the boy until his body was slammed into the other side of her table. She jerked back as her tray jumped into her lap with the force of the jostled table. Fuming, she was about to tell him off when another voice beat her to the punch.
"What's the problem, Jeager?" Jean Kirstein shouted, obviously itching for a fight.
"You're my problem, asshole!" Eren Jeager yelled back furiously.
It didn't really surprise Annie that Jean was instigating a fight with Eren Jeager, who happened to be the body that collided with her table, the two were always at odds. It didn't surprise her, but it did really piss her off. Couldn't they fight like children somewhere else?
The two boys had a hold of the other's collar and were shouting obscenities, taking no notice of anything around them. A swift yank of an ear and a strong kick to the stomach and Annie had Jean on the ground and Eren in her clutches. With a quick adjustment Annie made Eren crumple to the floor alongside Jean.
"You two fucks watch where you're going next time, huh?"
And with that, Annie nonchalantly walked out of the room, all eyes following her smooth movements with fear.
And so it begins. I don't have much to say yet except... review! Feedback is awesome. Also, sorry for the short chapter. I'm on vacation and as I was laying on the beach this popped into my head, so here it is. I hope keeping chapters shorter will help with update speed too. I don't exactly know where I'm going with this. I'll do my best though!
~ Goldflame