This is my first, actually second attempt at a fanfiction. I'm making this a chapter one though. :3 Um…. I hope you like it? :3 So please review it. – It's my first time writing anything girlxgirl at all. But I love this pairing so much, so I hope you enjoy it. ~ Though nothing happens in the first chapter really – spoiler alert. (But really there are no spoilers, this is a High School AU with Christa as a new student). Uhhh- I know I'm pretty bad at portraying Ymir probably. XD But I need to learn how to grasp her character so this kind of a practice story. I will continue it though.

Christa strolled down the street, shivering as she did, because despite of what the weather was, she had forgotten her jacket. On her little walk to school, she heard faint sounds of meowing coming from the left, it sounded like a cat begging for food or something. Christa, being who she is, walked over to the sound and saw a little orange-stripped kitten stuck under a bush. She knew she had to get him out of there somehow so she reached under, getting her arms all scratched up as she did, just so she get him unstuck.

The kitten clung to her and Christa held him momentarily, before she emptied out her school bag. She had emptied it just so she could put the kitten in it. 'Hopefully it'll be okay here until I get home from school.' She thought, leaving the kitten there and headed to school. It was her first day at an actual school, all her other schools before now were just tutors going over to her house and teaching her thing's. So she was slightly nervous.

The school was huge when Christa reached it. She hurried inside, past the groups of kid's hanging around outside. She was freezing her ass off, so she wanted to get inside as soon as possible. When she got inside, the halls were pretty empty except for the teachers and very few students. She noticed a tiny boy, who looked a lot like her. Similar color blonde hair and blue eyes, like she had, just a different shade.

He looked incredibly nervous as he held his books to his chest. Christa would've probably taken him for a girl, if she didn't know better by his clothing he wore. She watched the boy make his way to his locker. When he opened it, a bunch of books fell out of it. And by a bunch, there were probably around ten-to-fifteen books. Christa walked up to the little blonde boy and began helping him clean up the books.

The petite blonde girl held out one of the books, after picking up about three of them. It was a book titled "Europe" and had a picture of the continent on it. So Christa assumed it was about the country. She smiled as she held out the book to the boy. He looked at Christa and then at her hand. He stuffed the current books in his arms in his locker.

"Thanks." He smiled half-heartedly at her and then shyly took the book from her hands.

The blonde girl smiled at him, tucking a very small strand of her hair behind her right ear. "No problem."

The blonde boy put the book inside his locker, as well as the others in her arms, and Christa helped him by cleaning up the rest of them. "Thanks a lot." The blonde boy smiled at Christa, whom smiled back in his direction. He found her appearance quite beautiful. Her blonde hair fell straight on her shoulders, matching well with her fair complexion and blue eyes. So it wasn't odd for people to find her attractive, most people did. She even had a comical nickname before of being called 'Goddess' in the past.

"You're welcome." She replied, now heading towards her own locker.

Her locker was on the second floor of the two-story high-school-complete with a basement. Lockers obviously filled the halls, in the basement there was the gym and cafeteria. The rest of the building was filled with classrooms and such. It was pretty much a basic high school.

As soon as Christa was done with her locker, she made a getaway for Homeroom-History. The teacher there goes by Levi, no Mr. or –San or anything. Just Levi. And most of the students had already filled in their seats. She found herself to an empty seat in the back of the room, near the window. The petite girl had placed her stuff on the desk and watched the people outside the window.

She watched as groups, and some individual people hurry their way inside the school. There were a few that stood out from the others. A girl with brown hair, tied in a low pony-tail. Another with blonde hair tied up in a ponytail. Both girls seemed to come into the school with an "I don't care" aura around them. The tiny blonde sighed and heard the bell ring. Every one of the students outside started running except for those two girls.

"Okay class, we'll be taking attendance." The homeroom teacher said. Christa looked at him. He was pretty short man who looked like he was glaring at the class. It made her ponder if he was always like that; looking as angry as he did.

Ymir walked into the school, knowing very well that she was late. Now caring? That was another thing entirely. She cared as much about being late as she did about the fact that not a lot of people liked her. The expression she wore on her face was proof of that.

The tall brunette had her backpack slung over her right shoulder and her left hand tucked into her pocket. She had her right hand holding onto her backpack. She looked around the halls, which were pretty empty except for a few stragglers. She made her way to her locker, which no thanks to her luck, was on the main floor at the opposite end of where she needed to be.

After finishing what she needed to do at her locker, she headed for her class. She knew very well that the little man she had for a teacher would probably chew her ear off as soon as she got in the classroom – or sit down. But she didn't really care about that either. She slowly lugged herself to the classroom. She heard the teacher talking to the class, in a pretty annoyed tone. But really, that was his natural tone of voice.

Ymir kicked the door open, and slouched walking into the room. She glanced around the room and noticed a tiny blonde girl sitting in her seat. She made her way to the back of the room and stood behind the petite blonde. She didn't say anything, just stood there silently looking down at the girl from behind her. It's not like they were assigned seats, but Ymir always sat in the seat. It was her seat.

"I see you're late as always, Ymir." Levi commented.

"Just be glad I came at all." The brunette retorted. She put her left hand on the right shoulder of the blonde girl, leaning on her.

Christa looked up to see the brunette's eyes looking down at her. "I-Is something wrong?" Her blue eyes were wide.

"You're in my seat." Ymir bluntly said.

"Sorry." Christa gathered up the papers she had sprawled across the desk and stuffed them inside a folder. She got up and hugged her notebooks to her chest and scanned the room.

Ymir looked down at the blonde and chuckled. She put her left hand on Christa's head and pointed to an empty seat in the middle of the room with the other. "There's a seat over there, Shorty."

Christa looked up again at her, nodding. "Thank you." She quickly made a getaway from Ymir.