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"Dude!" I yell angrily, and knock again, my knuckles pink with a tingling sensation. "Jason! Mr Womani-"

The door abruptly swings open, and there's Jason, in his glorious Pokémon pyjamas and bedraggled raven hair.

"Whap," He intelligently replies, and scans my face with sleepy glass green eyes.

"Where's the chocolate fudge that you promised me?" I snap. Yesterday, Jason complained that he was dying of boredom, so I invited him to one of Reiner's parties to meet more girls in exchange for Jason's wicked chocolate fudge. I'm not even exaggerating. Sasha, the best cook I've seen, beat the guts out of me when I admitted Jason's fudge was better.

"Fridge."

"Thanks," I mutter, waltz into his kitchen, open his fridge, and scan for the familiar ice cream container with my name on it.

"Password is Rias Gremory with a capital R, G, and no space," He yawns, and heads to his bathroom. Ah, what a smart boy. I decide to let the fudge stay in the fridge for a moment, and kick back on the sofa, typing the password on my phone for Jason's wifi. I unzip my jacket, tap on Firemeow, and resume my search for any suitable jobs.

Flushhhhhhhhhh.

Ugh.

"So, what job are you going to look for? You'd better make it quick though, you don't have much time left," Jason comes back, sighs, and kicks his feet up onto his mahogany table - a gift from one of his eccentric ex-girlfriends.

"Put your feet down," I say, and take a quick glimpse of my left forearm.

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"Oi, focus," He interrupts, snapping me back into reality from the greenish glow of the digits. I merely nod, and scroll through the webpage on my smartphone. Which job should I go for? Sure, I've got a MPharm degree, but I never thought my 'career', cough cough, would end so swiftly. But it was because of those snobby New Greenwich idiots. Initially we were one of the few pharmacies scattered around in Bridgeport until a powerful businessman bribed our boss and crushed us with disgusting tactics, making way for more stores. Jason blames me. He says that I was not acting like my age at the welcoming party.

Ha. As if.

"Oh, Gordon Bennett," I give up, and grab my jacket from the couch. "I'm going back to my apartment. Sasha and Connie are going to rage at me for not spending the night at home."

"Well, Reiner's flat isn't the best place to spend the night in anyway. Bye. And find a boyfriend, for Christ's sake. Or at least ask me. I'm quite unbelievably sexy, you know."

"Yeah," I mutter, and slam the door shut. No, Jason. You'll never escape from the friendzone room I set you in. No matter how much Sasha denies her obvious crush towards you.

Oh, wait.

I knock on the door again. Jason opens it ever so slowly and gives me a pedophile's glare.

"Can I have my fudge?"

"Sabrina! Where'd yah go?!" Sasha shrieks as she throws the door right open, and hugs me tightly, not even giving me a second to dodge. Connie stares at me disbelievingly, and finally blurts, "You idiot, we thought you got...er..."

I raise an eyebrow in mock annoyance, and gently push Sasha back. "I went to Reiner's parties, along with Jason. And since I didn't have enough change to take the bus, I had to stay. Sorry about that."

"How did Jason get back home then?!" She shakily replies.

"He's a guy," I laugh, and shrug. Sasha mutters something along the lines of 'sexist', but takes notice of my ice cream container in my hands.

"Ah, um, I can explain!" I quickly reassure.

She snorts with discontent, and says, "Connie ate all your barbecue chips yesterday, so I'll let you."

D-Did I hear correctly? My barbecue chips...? Connie?

I glare at him over Sasha's shoulder.

"Wh-what? It wasn't me! It, it was Sasha!" He stammers, and points at her. "Po-potato girl, right?"

Sasha sticks her tongue out at Connie, and walks to the lounge, turning the T.V off. I sigh as I enter the apartment, and tell my flat mates I'm going to my bedroom. After feeding the neon tetras with bloodworms, I change into proper PJs, and crawl into my single sized bed, musing about Jason's words.

"...find a boyfriend, for Christ's sake."

Boyfriends, boyfriends, boyfriends. Honestly, so many people bug me about my single status so much, I think I'm going to turn into a lesbian! It's not like I'm a homosexual or something, it's just that I haven't found anyone who interests me. My foster mom, Sasha, and the majority of my other friends think that I'm being too fussy, while my foster dad seems to understand my situation.

His words of advice: Find someone who knocks your socks off, serious, and enjoys a glass or two. If the guy only fits the third category, give him my number and I'll invite him somewhere special.

Oh well, I'm going off track anyway... So, that's why I go to Reiner's parties. He puts on the big brother act, teases about my single status, and tries to invite every guy in Bridgeport in his parties, while Bertholdt supervises my forced mingling with Reiner a few metres away. Argh, I hate being a metre and fifty seven centimetres tall! No-one takes me seriously enough for anything! Armin and Connie are the only guys who're around my height! I pout and stare through the gap of my curtains. The sky's so blue today... I wonder if anyone's eye colour is as crisp and clear as the sky I see right now.

The typical nightmare. I'm on the few minutes of my life, running away from the dreaded Minute Men. But it's too late. They stole nearly all of my time.

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And strangely, there's a person ahead of me. Hmm? A new addition to an old dream. How exciting.

The familiar surge of adrenaline courses through me as my partner and I run through the dark damp alleyway, trying to outrun Fortis, leader of the Minute Men. He's tall, blonde, handsome looks, and always has a way of keeping his velvet fedora on his head. Some rumours insist that he doesn't have a fedora, but I've never seen him before. And he seems more classier with that fedora. Not li-

"I have to give you your inheritance now!" My partner puffs, with a voice that's unmistakably male. Then I realise he doesn't have a face at all. It's just a black circle.

"Wh-what...inheritance?" I hiss, and we both take the left side of an empty, silent traffic intersection. I'm utterly confused now. Is my brain playing tricks on me?

"Shit, not enough cover," He growls, and drags me along with him.

"Kill her! But get him!"

That's unorthodox. I glance at my left forearm.

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At least the nightmare's nearly going to be over. I wince as my partner suddenly propels me forward, and embraces me firmly, his back facing the approaching gang. The hug also felt oddly familiar, but disconcerting all the same. His warmth spreads to my body as I look at his arm.

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No way! My eyes widen with disbelief. Since when did I hang around with rich guys? Fifty seven hundred years to spend? That's insane!

His time starts to fall rapidly, and I notice that he's giving me time.

But how much?

"Got you!" Fortis' voice shouts triumphantly.

"Fuck!" My partner snarls, and loosens his grip. "Dammit, Sabrina, go!"

"I won't," I suddenly blurt, and shut my mouth instantly, nearly biting my tongue. Argh, why would I say that to an imaginary figure?

Unless he isn't imaginary, a small voice amusedly answers.

Stop bullshitting, I retort.

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"Don't be a brat," He scolds, and steps back.

But he never got to face Fortis fair and square.

Life.

BANG

Gone.

The glowing green digits on my partner's left arm slowly coagulates into a stony grey. And before I know it, he's dead. And then, my mouth instinctively opens to scream his name, but before I utter a sound...

I wake up, only to be greeted by the golden eyes of Connie, staring attentively at me. Before he even gets a chance to humour me, I slap him, and storm off to the bathroom.

A/N: Hi! Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Hands a cookie. Reviews and criticism are always wanted, as long as they're helpful. Again, thanks for reading!

Update: O_o Just realised I got the time thing wrong. Sorry!