Wow, seriously, long time no see… anyways, hi! I know I haven't written anything in a while but this MAY make up for it (at least I think it does). So presenting my newest fic: 'Accidental Party Crashers" It's my first SnK fic, and I'm really excited about it and I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter One:

Eren's POV-

Whoever invented morning classes must have been evil. After all, mornings are terrible as it is, so whoever said "let's make college students wake up early to go to boring classes after staying up all night doing the hours of homework we assign them," must have been clinically insane or downright demonic.

Sighing, I slumped forward on my desk, tired of pretending I was awake and attentive. It was just some stupid art history class that I really had no interest in, but I needed it for my art major. All the professor ever did was stand in the front of the class and talk about old painters and pieces in a painfully monotone voice. He didn't ask questions, or encourage discussion; he just stood there and talked and talked and talked.

"Hey you're Eren, right?" Someone suddenly said, startling me out of my blank stare and I realized the lecture was over and everyone was already slowly shuffling out of the classroom. Rubbing my eyes I glanced up and noticed a girl, who must've been an upperclassmen, smiling at me with a guilty look on her face.

She was tall, at least as tall as I am, with long brown hair that was pulled back into a pony tail. Her glasses were slightly slanted and her smile widened as she took in my appearance.

"Sorry I didn't realize you were asleep," she giggled, and I could see amusement dancing in her eyes, causing me to blush. Waving my hand a little too drastically, I shook my head at her.

"N-no I wasn't sleeping I… I just kinda spaced out I guess," I offered meekly and I could feel my ears burning. Something flashed in her eyes, and I saw her smirk mischievously before smiling brightly and seating herself next to me.

"Oh good! My name is Hanji," she exclaimed, grinning like the Cheshire cat as she pressed herself closer. "So I hear from a little birdy you work with Sasha and Connie," she whispered under her breath, peaking at me over the rim of her glasses.

I immediately relaxed, all my embarrassment flying out the window as I propped myself up on my elbows and nodded gently. Sasha and Connie were childhood friends of mine. Connie and I knew each other since back when we were in diapers, along with my best friend Armin and my sister, Mikasa. Sasha moved to the neighborhood in second grade and everyone's been inseparable since.

Sasha and Connie actually started dating back in middle school, in seventh grade. No one was surprised really. They were always together anyways; they still are. What actually surprised us was when Sasha announced in eighth grade that she wanted to start growing and selling weed.

The three of us had experimented in smoking before, and we'd be lying if we said we didn't like it, but Sasha was always one to take things to the next level. Of course Connie was on board, and the two of them started a little business. My sister freaked out a bit. She thought they were crazy and it was the stupidest idea ever. Armin had a similar reaction. I, on the other hand, didn't really care. As far as I was concerned it was there business. (And it would make buying weed a lot easier.)

Anyways, Armin and Mikasa got over it, since there's really no convincing Sasha otherwise when she has her mind set. The only other time there was an issue was when Sasha and Connie asked if I'd be interested in working as their middle man towards the end of our freshmen year. They wanted someone else they could trust to help them sell since their "business" was getting bigger. They wanted someone approachable, but tough; someone their customers wouldn't mess with, but wouldn't be afraid to do business with either, so they asked me.

They promised to pay me, but honestly I probably would have done it for them anyways. After all they're two of my best friends and always made sure to give me little "discounts" when I bought for them. I told Sasha all of this but she freaked out saying "what monsters would we be if we made you sell our weed and didn't pay you!"

"What do you need?" I asked quietly and her eyes widened but she grinned cheekily like someone who discovered something amazing.

"Oh! That whole attitude change was really hot! Like, you went from adorable and embarrassed to badass drug dealer in under thirty seconds!" she squealed, albeit quietly. "Anyways, I just need a ten. That lecture was so boring I just need to go relax. I'm assuming you don't have any one you… Is your dorm around here?" she asked and I nodded.

"Yeah it's only like a minute away, we can walk there," I explained while she got up so I could stand and collect my things.

"Ooh you know what?! I have a dutch, why don't we smoke together! It'll be fun and considering how spaced out you were, you probably need to relax too, huh?" she offered shooting me a wink and catching me off guard. It wasn't very often new customers asked to smoke with you, but she seemed nice enough, and if Sasha and Connie sold to her she must be alright.

"Uhh, yeah sure, okay, sounds like fun. I'll match you," I decided, smiling at her while she grinned and raved about how "sweet" I am. We continued to talk the rest of the way to my dorm and I discovered her name is Hanji Zoe, a senior majoring in journalism, who is actually quite popular and considering her bright and forward personality, I'm not surprised.

She admitted she usually goes to Sasha and Connie directly, but after a lecture like that she just wanted to get some as fast as possible and I really didn't blame her.

"So how'd you hear about me?" I asked as I kicked open the door to my room and walked inside. Glancing briefly at Armin's side of the room, I saw my blonde roommate was nowhere to be found. Probably off at class or meeting up with Jean.

"Well I've heard Connie and Sasha talk about you before, and during the lecture I was texting them trying to buy and when they heard what class I was in they said you were there too. I took pictures of the classroom and kept sending them to Sasha until she found you and pointed you out," she explained, laughing while I pulled out the metal lock box I hid in my bottom draw. Taking out one of the ten bags I had dealt out and separated last night, I took the dutch from her and immediately started rolling the blunt while she made herself comfortable on the couch.

"When did you start selling for them anyways?" she asked, taking off her glasses and setting them on the table in front of the couch and pulling her laptop out of her bag and turning on some music. I smiled at the question as I completed the final touches and sat down next to her and grabbed a lighter.

"Sasha, Connie, and I know each other from way back. The three of us actually met back in elementary school and have been friends ever since. It helps that Sasha use to be my neighbor, and Connie's always been around. We first discovered weed in the beginning of seventh grade because of Connie's older cousin, and by eighth grade Sasha decided she wanted to start selling.

"They asked me to be their middleman back towards the end of our freshmen year of high school and we've done it that way since. We didn't get another middleman until the summer after we graduated high school. The three of us, along with my best friend, Armin, and my sister, Mikasa, all decided to go to school here, so Sasha thought it would be best to get someone from the inside.

"Our friend Reiner told us he had a cousin who was going here and was "into that stuff" and that's how we recruited Annie. She's actually in your grade. Short, blonde, kinda scary looking?" I explained, taking two long hits before passing the blunt to Hanji.

"Ooh! Annie Leonhardt?" she asked, taking a rather large hit herself while I nodded. "I know her! Isn't she anti-social for the most part?" she asked taking her second hit and passing it back to me.

"Yup that's her. You'd be surprised, she can be very outgoing sometimes, but she's usually pretty stoned. Sasha and Connie actually give us a cut of the money they make, but Annie doesn't want the money so they give her free weed instead. It's kinda like a commission. As long as she keeps selling, they'll keep giving it to her and surprisingly enough Annie has a lot of customers. It's a nice little set up the four of us have," I mused, smiling.

We kept passing the blunt back and forth, our conversation becoming increasingly more random, until we were both burnt out, slumped against the couch laughing about something ridiculous. I noticed she kept telling stories of her "friend", and every time she'd mention them her eyes would flash mischievously like before and she'd give me this look as if whoever she was telling me about was really important.

"Oh my God, I remember one time we were at a party… well honestly, I don't remember this, my friend told me about it the next day, but anyways we were at a party and everyone was drinking and I guess I drank way too much, and I was smoking and-. Well long story short; I ended up crawling into the dryer with all the warm clothes and sat in there eating a loaf of bread. Apparently he stood there next to the dryer trying to coax me out by promising to have a Disney marathon with me," she cackled and I laughed out loud, my eyes squeezing shut as my head rolled back.

Hanji was sprawled out on one side of the couch, her legs curled over the armrest and her head tilted back so she could see me. I, on the other hand, leaned against my armrest with one leg bent on the couch and the other hanging off the side with my arm draped over the back cushions.

"Oh God, that reminds me of the time-" I started, but the door opened startling us. We both turned to see Armin and Jean standing in the doorway. "Oh, hey. You're back early," I commented lamely, while Hanji grinned at them.

"Sorry, I didn't know you had company. We can leave if you want?" Armin offered, but I quickly brushed him off at the same time as Hanji.

"No, don't worry about it. This is Hanji, she's in my art history class. Hanji this is my roommate, Armin, and his boyfriend Jean," I explained, gesturing to each of them respectively. Armin sent her a friendly wave and a smile while Jean nodded.

"Friend? Or customer? Or have you finally decided to try your luck with girls and switch teams?" Jean asked, smirking at me smugly while I shot him a glare and Armin lightly smacked his arm and rolled his eyes.

"Fuck off, Horse Face. I'm not going to throw myself at whoever walks by. I have standards," I muttered irritably, but I couldn't help but notice the bright smile that appeared on Hanji's face.

"Hey, what are you guys doing tonight?" She suddenly asked looking between the three of us expectantly. Honestly I really had no idea what we were doing. I know we were supposed to go out with our group of friends later, but we had no idea what we were doing yet.

"We don't really know," I shrugged, shooting Armin and amused look. "We were planning something with our friends, but we don't know what yet," I explained, and she squealed; clapping happily.

"Oooh, perfect! My friend Petra is throwing a party at her apartment tonight, you guys should totally come! It would be so much fun!" she exclaimed, swinging herself around so she was sitting up straight.

"Um… I don't know Hanji. We were supposed to go out with a lot of people. Who was coming tonight?" I asked, turning towards Armin who was putting his things away.

"Hmm, well there's you, me, Jean, Mikasa, Sasha, Connie, Ymir, Krista, Annie, Reiner, Bert, and Marco. I'm not missing anyone am I, Jean?" he asked, while Jean simply shook his head 'no'.

"Bring them too!" Hanji suddenly announced, catching us off guard when she stood up and put on her glasses. "The more the merrier! Petra wouldn't mind at all. It's B-Y-O-B, though, so you guys are going to have to handle that part, but I think it'd be really fun!" she grinned, while I shot Armin a hesitate glance.

"Are you sure she won't mind?" I asked timidly, and she shook her head vigorously. "Well, why not? I think it would be fun. What do you think Armin? Jean?" I asked turning to the two who were now seated comfortably on Armin's bed.

"Well if it's really okay, then why not? It'll probably be easier than going to a club, and we won't have to pay outrageous prices for drinks. We can just run to the package store on our way. What do you think Jean?" he asked, curling into his boyfriend's side while Jean shrugged.

"I'm down, there's nothing else to do tonight and there is no way we're squeezing the twelve of us in your dorm again," he stated, while Armin and I cringed, remembering the last time we all got together.

"Then it's settled! You're coming tonight. Ooh I'm so excited! This is going to be so much fun! Here's the address," she said, scribbling it down on a napkin she found on the coffee table. "We're heading over there at six so don't be too late or we'll start drinking without you," she nearly sang, winking as she stood up and stretched. "Well I better get going so I can get this homework done, but I'll see you three later!" she cooed, pulling me into a tight hug and sending a friendly wave to Armin and Jean. "It was nice meeting you guys!" and with that, she was out the door, leaving the three of us alone.

"Well, she was-"

"Crazy? Psychotic? A madwoman?" Jean declared, cutting Armin off while the two of us rolled out eyes. I plopped myself down on my bed, leaning against the wall while Armin nudged Jean playfully.

"I was going to say she seemed nice. How long have you known her?" Armin continued, leaning against Jean's arm, while he flicked the TV on.

"I just met her today. She heard about me from Sasha and Connie and asked if I'd like to smoke with her," I explained, while Jean scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Geez the way she acted I would've assumed she's known you for years," he joked, chuckling to himself while I smiled. Jean could be an ass, but he was right. Hanji definitely was a character.

"Well, either way we found something to do tonight. I wasn't lying when I said she seems nice, and I think it'd be a lot of fun to go to that party. I guess we should call everyone and make sure they're okay with that," Armin offered and Jean and I nodded. "Eren you call Mikasa, Sasha, and Connie. I'll call Annie, Bert and Reiner. Jean, can you call Ymir, Kirsta, and Marco?" he asked and Jean nodded, pulling out his phone.

"Oh sure, you ask Jean if he could call them, but flat out demand I call Mikasa, Sasha, and Connie. I see how it is," I teased while Armin threw a pillow at me.

"Oh shut up and call your sister."

We spent the next half an hour calling all our friends and making sure they were okay with the evening's plans. Mikasa was a little skeptical, having never met Hanji, but Sasha and Connie apparently knew her well and was all for it, which eased Mikasa's mind a bit. Annie, Bert, and Reiner didn't really care what we did as long as there was alcohol and weed involved, but it helped that Annie and Ymir also knew Hanji, so Krista, Ymir, and Marco all agreed without much thought.

Once it was decided that that's what we were definitely doing, we decided that eight of us would go with Connie in his van, and Jean and the remaining three would take his car there. So once we met up at Connie and Sasha's apartment around six, we all made our way to the address Hanji gave us, stopping once at the package store so Ymir and Annie could go in a buy all the booze we needed (and some, if you ask me.)

Finally, after getting lost a few times, we found the apartment building and took the elevator up to their floor. It wasn't hard to find Petra's apartment, since they were all numbered clearly on the doors, and Hanji had given us the apartment number: eighty-six. It also helped confirm we were in the right place when we heard music and quiet conversation coming from the other side of the door.

"This is it," I announced to the group, glancing back and flashing everyone a smile before knocking on the door. It didn't take long for the door to open, revealing a petite, strawberry blond girl with a very confused look on her face.

"Hi? Uh…" she started, while Hanji popped up behind her, a bright smile on her face and a beer in her hand.

"Eren! You made it! I was starting to think you wouldn't show up," she mused, while the girl turned around, obviously shocked.

"Hanji, you know them?" she asked, looking more and more horrified each second while Hanji just nodded like nothing was the matter. "And… you invited them?" she clarified, narrowing her eyes a bit but Hanji didn't seem fazed.

"Oh no…" I thought, letting out a small sigh and running my fingers through my hair. "There goes our night."

Levi's POV-

"We're literally all here… who could that be? We don't have any other friends," I deadpanned, starring at the front door like everyone else. All except for Petra, who was currently walking over to said door, and Hanji who jumped up excitedly the second she heard the knocks.

"What did you do now, Hanji?" I muttered, while she just grinned wickedly at me and followed Petra to the door. Petra hesitantly turned the knob and pulled the door back, revealing a very large group of college students.

"Oh what the fuck,"I sighed, cursing Hanji and her big mouth. I quickly took a moment to scan over the group, before focusing on the guy standing in the front talking to Hanji and Petra. "Definitely haven't seen him before…" I thought, my eyes roaming over his tan skin, lean figure, and the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. He was wearing a dark green hoodie; unzipped with a black undershirt underneath, an old pair of jeans that were tattered with holes around the hem and knees, but thankfully no stains, and fairly new looking converse. His hair was a darker brown, messy, and on the longer side and contrasted well with his olive skin tone, but both assets made his bluish-green eyes almost sparkle. "Damn, he's hot…"

Those beautiful Caribbean eyes were now starring accusingly at Hanji and I realized I hadn't been paying attention.

"Hanji, you can't invite people to other people's apartments without telling them," the kid exasperated, running his hands through his hair in a way that made my fingers tingle. "Petra, right? Look I'm really sorry, when she invited us she promised you'd be okay with it," he apologized sheepishly, gazing at her from beneath his eyelashes and God how did he go from gorgeous to an adorable little shit that quickly? This is ridiculous.

Closing my eyes, I lounged back against the couch and slowly clapped my hands together, catching everyone's attention, including the "adorable little shit".

"Congratulations, Hanji, it's only been a half an hour and you already managed to ruin the night. That has to be a new record," I mocked, fixing her with a glare that, as usual, didn't affect her. "I'm leaving," I said bluntly, making Petra pout and Hanji roll her eyes before she came bounding towards me.

"I did this for you, you dork," she whispered in my ear, that stupid smile never leaving her face. I rolled my eyes again, eyeing her skeptically while she chuckled.

"Now what are you going on about?" I muttered back to her, my eyes involuntarily flicking back to the group waiting at the door. "What in God's name made you think I'd want to go to a party with a dozen kids I don't even know?"

"I saw you check him out," she stated, and my eyes involuntarily widened before completely focusing on her profile. "Oooh I just knew you would like him the minute I saw him! So I figured, being your best friend, I'd hand deliver him to you! Who knows, maybe you'll hit it off!" she nearly squealed forcing me to flinch away. I was about to bite back an insult when someone else started talking.

"Alright wait a second! Coming through!" the voice called and I saw a girl with auburn hair that I knew very well push her way to the front of the crowd. "I think we should try it," Sasha suggested, smiling to everyone before looking at Petra. "You all know Connie and I, and some of you know Ymir and Annie, and the four of us can all promise you that everyone here is our closest friends. And we can promise that they are some of the best people you'll ever meet."

"That… and we brought more than enough alcohol, and Connie, Annie, Eren, and I all made sure we brought enough weed to smoke up everyone for the entire night," she murmured, wagging her eyebrows at us before turning back to Petra. "Obviously it's your call Petra. If you want us to leave we'll leave, but I think all of us hanging out together would be epic. So what do you say? Can we stay?" she asked innocently, batting her eyes at her. Petra giggled, before turning around to look at me.

Grinning, she flicked her eyes in the little shits direction before looking back at me and winking. "She saw too?!" I groaned inwardly while Hanji cackled in my ear.

"You know what Sasha? I think you're right. The more the merrier, right guys?" she stated while Hanji whooped in delight along with Sasha, Connie, and a football player I recognized named Reiner.

"Tch, fine. Maybe it won't be that bad…" I surrendered, earning another round of cheers from the chorus and a few others, and sent Petra a subtle glance reassuring her I wasn't actually annoyed at all. The group shuffled inside the apartment and Petra quickly locked the door, making a point of locking it.

"Ooh! This is going to be so much fun! I'll introduce everyone! Eren, these are all my friends," she said, turning and gesturing to us. "You met Petra, she lives here obviously. Over here…" she started sliding on her socks over to the other side of the couch while I crossed my arms and leaned back against the armrest.

"This is Auruo. He and Petra are engaged, isn't it precious? Ahh I love them. Anyways he lives here too. Next!" she stated as she side stepped to the right. "This is Gunther, he does not live here. He lives with Erd, who happens to be sitting next to him even though that was totally my spot you arrogant arse," she continued, gesturing to Erd who just winked and blew her a kiss.

"Next to the arrogant arse is Hitch, then Mike, who has a really strong sense of smell and might sniff you… just so you know." I couldn't help but smirk at that. Especially when Mike chose that moment to take a deep breath in through his nose.

"Refreshing."

That earned a few laughs, and some cackling from Hanji, while I rolled my eyes. But I couldn't help but notice, on mistake might I add, that when the little shit laughs he smiles like a dipshit and his cheek turn a little pink, and God dammit it, it's cute and aggravating.

"Alright, alright; next, is Erwin. He gets mistaken as professors a lot…" she said before taking one last step so she was finally next to me. "And Mr. Party Pooper over here is Levi," she finished, throwing her arms around me in a death grip before I could escape.

"Dammit, Hanji, get off of me!" I groaned, glaring at the brunette before flipping her off so she landed on Petra's bean bag pile next to the couch. She giggled, before dragging herself off the pile and sliding towards the door.

"Alright now this side; This-" she started again, wrapping her arm around the little shits waist and pulling him close. "…Is Eren, we have art history together. And he can go from embarrassed, adorable, blushing mess to bad ass dealer in like two seconds," she grinned, while the little shit, Eren, blushed and another boy with a two-toned undercut laughed.

"Next to him, uh, Armin…right?" she asked, pointing to a small blond boy who smiled kindly at her and nodded. "He's Eren's roommate. Next to him, and holding hands like adorable little…Gah I love it, is John. John is Armin's boyfriend," she explained while this time Eren laughed.

"It's Jean… actually," the kid corrected, shooting Eren an annoyed look while he just grinned smugly. Armin then shot each of them a dirty look and they both backed down instantly while the girl next to Eren rolled her eyes.

"Ahh sorry, Jean. My bad… Anyways, um, well we all know Sasha and Connie. I mean...We all kinda buy from them… Um, oh over towards the back, the girl with the white hoodie and blonde hair, that's Annie. Oh and the tall girl with brown hair, that's Ymir. Um… I don't know anyone else…" she admitted, while Eren grinned at her.

"Don't worry about it, I'll finish. This is Mikasa," he began, gesturing to the girl next to him with dark, shoulder length hair, a stoic, almost guarded expression, and blue-gray eyes and wearing casual clothes that most of the girls on campus wore. "The blonde girl next to Ymir is her girlfriend, Christa."

"Over there in the polo is Marco, and then Reiner, the blond, and Bert, the guy whose like… seven feet tall," he finished, and Erd raised his beer, yelling that it was time to start the party and everyone began distributing new bottles of beer to each other.

However, I was still hung up on Eren. Sasha had included his name when talking about weed; he must be their other middleman Annie is always talking about. I had to admit Hanji was spot on when she said I would like the kid, though I'd never admit that. But judging by the look on her face right now, she knew damn well she did good this time. Especially when she caught me check him out again.

"Tonight's gonna be interesting."

Eren's POV-

"Tonight's definitely going to be interesting," I decided as I was handed a beer before being dragged to the couch by Petra. Mikasa, of course followed me immediately, while Armin, Jean, and Marco started talking with Hanji, Gunther, and Erwin in the kitchen.

Annie, made herself comfortable in the pile of bean bag chairs, a beer in her lap as she rolled a joint, while Reiner, Bert, Ymir, Christa, Hitch, and Erd all hung around her. On the couch with us was Auruo, who was currently talking to Sasha and Connie, and Mike, who was sitting back listening. Then there was Levi.

He hadn't said much once introductions were made, besides a short "thanks" when Erwin passed him a beer. In fact he was just leaning against the arm rest, casually taking a sip now and then. I couldn't help but notice he had been surprisingly short when he stood up, but that didn't change the fact his arms were obviously toned with muscle. In fact, everything about him seemed muscular.

My eyes involuntarily shifted back to him. He had on a black T-shirt that wasn't too loose, but not skin tight, dark jeans, red boxers, and black work boots. His left arm was covered in tattoos that formed a complicated sleeve, and I found myself really curious about what it looked like up close, and he had dime sized black gauges in both ears. His eyes were an icy blue and guarded, and his hair was nearly black and neatly styled with an undercut.

It wasn't until he blinked that I realized I had been starring and he had been starring right back with an irritated, bored look on his face.

"Ahh… Sorry about that. Guess I spaced out," I apologized weakly, offering him a feeble smile while Hanji turned to look at me and grinned. Just like that she was next to me, smiling while Armin and Jean made their way over.

"You space out a lot, don't you Eren?" she asked, and I immediately blushed again as I weakly attempted to glare at her. "Aww I'm teasing. But I had a great idea. Erd's right, we need to get this party started so I think we all should play a drinking game!"

Thank you so much for reading! The design for Levi was borrowed from the wonderful and amazing Maroxo on Tumblr. I highly suggest going to his blog, checking out his art, and if you also have a blog, following him. ( maroxo .tumblr ) [just delete the spaces]