Armin's POV
I sat silently in the back of Mikasa's car with my cheek pressed against the window. The sky was clear, the leaves were orange, and the air was cool. I will admit, I was nervous about starting high school. All my life, I had Eren and Mikasa by my side. Whenever I got beaten up, they came to my rescue. Whenever I needed support, they were there for me. They're like my guardian angels. But I was positive at one point they'd find separate lives at Yomiyama North High School. Eren would probably pick up some girls on the soccer team. Mikasa would make friends on the wrestling team (provided they weren't scared of her). But what would I do? I didn't have any talents like them.
I didn't want to depend on them forever, but I didn't want the way the three of stuck together like glue to change.
Eren was a bit too excited to start high school. He insisted on listening to his British rap music on the car and wearing those ridiculous sunglasses to school. I could tell Mikasa wanted to throw him out of the car, but she just kept driving.
Mikasa actually wasn't supposed to drive. She never took a driving test in her life, but she was a natural pro. Unlike Eren, who hit 10 mailboxes when he took his dad's Mercedes for a joyride.
That weirdo.
Mikasa scored a parking space close to the front gates. I hoped her car wouldn't get paint-balled (something I read in a book and seen in more movies than one). Eren wanted to stay in the car and blast his weird music. As Mikasa dragged him out of her car screaming about how embarrassing this was, I just kept walking towards the gates looking at my feet.
I should've known I'd bump into someone, since I wasn't looking where I was going. Sure enough I did. I looked up and locked eyes with a boy who had the brightest gray eyes. His eyes were like fountains overflowing with melted silver. That's all I noticed- his eyes. "Oh…um…sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going."
Uh, OBVIOUSLY you didn't see him, Armin, you idiot, I thought. "Um…it's fine." The boy ran off to somewhere. Well, I guess he's just as nervous as I am. I looked behind me to see Mikasa repeatedly smacking Eren for ruining her image. "Guys, what are you doing? Let's go already."
Those two… I just don't know.
Time skip (few hours)
This day was like any school day. As much of a bookworm I am, I found school boring. I had the most fun in my room at home, reading. Lunchtime had come, and I was going to call Eren to see where he was (on this huge campus) but my phone wasn't in my pocket. Dammit, I probably left it in my PE locker. That gross locker a thousand people have probably used. Ugh.
Time skip (five minutes)
I entered the boy's locker room and was smacked with the stench of People Odor. Aside from that, I noticed something else. It was Silver Eyes (I didn't know what to call him). He stood in front of an open locker, buttoning up his shirt. He looked at me staring at him. The 0.012 seconds we spent staring at each other felt like 12 minutes. Until our brains snapped awake.
"AAH!" "AAH!" "Why are you staring at me!" "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I just didn't expect anyone to be in here!" "Stop looking at me!" "Okay, I'm sorry, I just wanna get my phone!" "Oh then get it." AWKWARDEST MOMENT OF MY LIFE. I couldn't help but wish I had Eren with me. I started turning the dial on my lock, then Silver Eyes spoke up. "Look, I'm sorry I freaked out. That was awkward." Yeah, I think so, dude, I thought. He extended his hand. "I'm Yuuya Mochizuki. I'm a first year." "Oh, um, Armin. Arlert. Yeah, I'm a first year, too…"
Awkward handshake. What was I DOING? "Well, perhaps we'll run into each other sometime. I gotta go," and with that, he left the room. "Uh… sure." Granted, he was friendly, but the awkwardness of the situation was just freaking me out. I called Eren, who of course wasn't answering me. So I called Mikasa, who also wasn't answering me. Ugh, there's a reason they have phones, I thought, and left the locker rooms to go find the library. Somewhere. On this huge campus.
End chapter 1