Chapter 2 Summary: This is Eren's point of view, of the same day Levi was dumped. So, Friday? Around five p.m.! Yes. Eren gets his work schedule, explains some things about Saturn, goes to work, teaches a redhead to skate, and may meet Levi. *smirky smirk*
(A/N: This chapter got a little too long for my liking, so I split it in two. Don't worry! You're getting both today, so no sorrows! However, the next chapter will be in Levi's POV. Also, that's why the names match. The quote "Get busy livin' or get busy dyin'," is from The Shawshank Redemption (Morgan Freeman said it, that wise old man!). That movie is amazing! Check it out sometime, eh? Thank you! Enjoy your stay!

Hey, Kiddos! If you're reading this, I'd like you to take a moment and help Ol' Blue here... I have this friend, she goes by the fan-fiction name "Knucklehead7." Knuckle has this wonderful friend that they're dying to meet again and the girl's first name is Annie, she also has a FFN account but had it deleted. If you know her, please PM me or Knucklehead7! It's greatly appreciated!)


Eren

I logged onto Saturn's website and typed in my information, crossing my fingers and hoping against hope that I didn't have to work this Saturday. My teeth caught my bottom lip as I looked over the schedule for this week.

"Damn!" I exclaimed, furrowing my eyebrows. Guess I gotta work on Saturday - Again! I thought, scrunching up my nose. I took a breath and texted Armin, asking if he had looked at his schedule yet. Afterwards, I got up and started milling around my room. I wandered around aimlessly, looking at random comic books, overdue papers, and trash. I should probably clean later. I picked up my favourite pair of white skinny jeans and noticed a strange blue stain. Oh Hell no, not my white pair.

"What the fuck?" I brought the stained part of my pants to my nose and inhaled, flinching away from the offending smell. "Damn. I wanted to wear these." I shrugged and threw them back down, stretching my arms. I neared my closet and pulled out a black and white, wide-striped shirt. I looked over its collar, making sure I'd removed the tag as I fiddled with the short sleeves. I fucking hate tags. Throwing the shirt on my bed, I messed around until I found my khaki skinny jeans. I threw them next to the shirt and grabbed my wide-framed and black, reading glasses. I look like a nerd with these, but I truly do need them. Ugh.

"Hmm... Does this scream gay?" I shrugged and pulled my straw fedora from my hat collection, putting it gingerly next to my shirt.

"Classic black n' white Vans will looks fine," Mother voiced from my doorway. I jumped and grinned at Mama, rubbing the back of my neck sheepishly.

"I figured they would, too, but... I'm lazy." We both laughed and Mama asked for any dirty clothes. I immediately nodded and handed her my dirty skinny jeans.

"I dunno what happened, but they've got this giant blue stain on them," I explained as my beautiful Mother Carla looked over the garment. She gave me a stern look, silently telling me to take better care of my jeans before she walked off to put them in the washer.I'll be more careful, Mom. Promise, I thought to myself.

"Thank you!" I yelled down the stairs. I got my classic Vans and placed this awesome outfit on my unused desk for tomorrow. I took one last look at what I had planned, and nodded in affirmation. Turning, I looked at my bed before flopping onto it and grabbing my phone. I switched on the latest All Time Low song as I scanned through the messages.

From Blonde Bowl Cut: Yeah, I have work tomorrow too. So does Connie. Ugh.

I grinned and shot him back a quick "Thanks, see you there," and got up, smiling. I've been working (my ass off) at Saturn since I was fourteen and for three years, I've been able to move up in ranks from cashier, concession stand worker, and rink-cleaner. Now, all I gotta do is skate around, teach kids to skate, and look good doing it. Which, the last one, is pretty easy. Heh.

Our boss, Keith Shadis, usually lets me do as I please as long as I don't kill anyone or flirt with my coworkers. Which isn't hard. The only cute guys that work there are me, Connie, and Armin. They're both straight, and Armin is my best friend. I rolled my eyes. Why can't I just meet some tall, blonde meat head that'll make me feel pretty? Chuckling, I got off my bed and started cleaning my room.

I think Saturn has been around for almost six months now. Mr. Shadis made sure that, despite its menacing location, it was a crazy safe place. We don't sell alcohol, and if anyone is caught with anything, they're immediately banned for life. Plus, Mr. Shadis keeps everything all military-like. I like how he runs things, personally. No one is allowed in if they've had a bad past, and Shadis would know; his eyes see everything. He also used to be the chief of police, so there's that. Another thing cool about Saturn is that we always have something to do. Whether it's taking care of some kids, kicking someone out (which is very rare), cleaning, or even putting on a show for everyone (usually Sasha or me), we're never bored. Sasha usually mans (womans?) the DJ, I'm what Shadis calls a "Planette," 'cause I revolve around the customers, Armin and Connie work at concessions, and Moblit (bless his heart) cleans up. There's always something fun to occupy us with, without a doubt.

I thought about my job some more as I picked up the last rotten apple core on the floor. Wow. I forgot that my carpet was a bluish grey-colour. I threw it in my waste basket and dusted off my hands. I groaned and decided making the bed could wait until tomorrow.

"Eren!" Mama yelled for me and I ran down the stairs to see what she wanted. When I arrived, I realized she'd made dinner. I internally chanted with happiness; she made spaghetti! I helped her set the table, and I was just placing Mikasa's plate down when I heard the front door open.

"I'm home, Ma!" She yelled, setting down her gym bag on the couch. She walked into the dining room, giving Mom and I a small smile. "Hey Bug," She greeted, nodding at me. I scoffed and narrowed my eyes at her, to which she returned.

"Oh, no, young lady. You go upstairs and shower if you want any part of this meal."

Mikasa rolled her eyes and mumbled a "yes ma'am," as she turned around and grabbed her gym bag. She ran up the stairs and most likely flung her bag against the wall, if that quiet thump! had anything to do with it. I listened to the sound of running water and Mikasa's beautiful singing as I continued setting the table. I wonder why she worked at the gym when she could seriously become famous. She had the vocal range of Axl Rose, the passion of Christina Aguilera, and the voice of an Angel. She could do it, I'm sure as hell.

I watched as Mama put down Dad's plate. She looked at it sadly yet hostile, as if the plate had offended her in some way. I suppose the man who would use the plate had, though. Dad hadn't been home to eat dinner with us for almost an entire week because of his job; I didn't understand why they kept him out for days and sometimes weeks at a time. I know Dad's a great doctor, I mean, he single-handedly saved my best friend's life. Granted, Armin and I shouldn't have been on the roof, but we were glad nonetheless. It just made my blood boil to see Mama sad, especially when Dad could solve it with a cal-
My thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the house phone.

"Hello?" Mama answered sweetly. I smiled. She's nice to basically everyone, unless you've messed up something or ate her Oreos.

"Grisha, Dear! Hello!" She greeted fondly. I rolled my eyes. Dad usually could read my mind. I chuckled as she talked animatedly with Dad for around ten minutes, before she said she was preparing dinner and had to leave. I gave her a grin that said I'll do it and she kept talking away. I served everyone, including Mikasa when she came down the stairs in her Free! themed pajamas. We ate happily, joking and poking fun at each other. Mikasa continued to use my dumb ass nickname, the one that had taken the place of my other nickname. All in all, I'm glad tonight lacked the usual tension of Dad not being home. It was nice to see Mama smiling so wide again.

After dinner, Mikasa and I helped Mama clean up. That just turned into a water fight, which Mikasa had to clean up 'cause she started it. Aha! But I helped anyways, 'cause I'm not that bad. I aided her in straightening up the kitchen and living room, and when we finished, I got up the stairs and took a shower.

As I got in, I told myself to remind Mama that I need more kiwi-coconut shampoo. I grabbed the last bit of strawberry-banana shampoo we had (thanks to Mikasa) and ran it through my wet hair, smiling into the sensation of fingers over my scalp. The warm water helped ease my tense muscles as it trickled down from the shower head, and I couldn't help but sigh with contentment. Grabbing a little loofah bath sponge, I smeared soap on it and ran it up and down my arms. Call me weird, but I like the way the bright white suds look against my tanned skin. I brought the loofa against my chest and legs, relishing in getting clean. I threw down my cleaning device and stood against the spray, happy that I took longer than usual in the shower. I grabbed a towel and got out, drying myself off. I probably needed to shave, ugh. I grabbed my razor and touched the blade to my ankle, dragging it upward and feeling triumphant when my light brown hair was gone. The only thing left was caramel coloured skin, and I like that. Baby smooth, you know? I continued this process on both legs, arms, and underarms. Nodding in affirmation, I wiped myself down again and flung my hair around, to get it dry. I heard a strangled noise from the doorway and instantly covered my junk, turning around. Who the hell?!

"Get out, Mikasa!" I squealed, looking at her through wide eyes. She was stunned for a moment as she realized who was already in here. Then, she started laughing and kept staring at my legs.

"You shave better than I do, and I'm a girl." She showed me her ankle, and she'd placed a little Hello Kitty band-aid on it. I started laughing too, but then I realized I was still naked. She must've realized too, because she covered her eyes and asked for her hair brush. I nodded, even though she couldn't see me, and I gave her the little purple brush from on the counter. She mumbled a thanks, and closed the door. Rolling my eyes, I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked to my bedroom. I grabbed my Batman boxers and a white t-shirt, slipping them on before I threw the towel into my hamper. Ugh, I'm exhausted.

I checked my phone and decided I'd reply to those texts in the morning. I switched on some soft music (I only listened to Clair De Lune, by the French Composer Claude Debussy) and kicked off my left sock. I turned off my lamp and pulled my blankets up to my head, snuggling into my Poo emoji pillow. I let my mind wander, thinking about tomorrow as I started lulling off to sleep. The sandman finally came, however, as my brain started gender-bending people. That night, I think I dreamed of Male Mikasa. Ew.


The next morning, I woke up around nine. I sat up in bed, rubbing the gunk from my eyes, as I looked for my phone. I had eleven messages and two missed calls. I checked the calls first, one was from Armin and the other was from Marco. Hm. I checked my texts, and they were mostly from Jean, Armin, and Connie, asking about work. I replied to most of them (excluding Jean's, cause fuck him) and sent a text to Marco. Getting out of bed, I stretched like a starfish and made those weird groaning, dying animal noises. I scratched my lower back and walked out of the door to the bathroom. Mikasa was already in there, dressed and smelling like fruit, brushing her teeth. I yawned next to her face and she looked at me, disgusted.

"Brush your teeth, Bug." She smirked at me, throwing me my spongebob toothpaste (it tastes like bubblegum) and my green tooth brush. I scowled at her and hip-bumped her out of my way to brush my teeth. She did it back, and I almost fell the fuck over. Stumbling a bit, I groaned and silently agreed to share with her. I could already tell today was gonna be full of surprises.

A couple hours later, Mikasa had dropped me off in her car at the skating rink. I glared at the sun, 'cause fuck the sun. Bright ass fucker. I walked inside and looked to see if Shadis put up any more decorations. He had, in fact.

Saturn's internal walls were painted completely black, ceilings and floors and all. But it was dotted with stars that glowed all sorts of different colours when you turned off the overhead lights. In the center of it, laid the rink itself, which was a silver-grey colour. Hanging from the ceiling above the rink was an entire solar-system. Each planet was covered in its corresponding colours, but all glittered up. They glowed as well, when Shadis turned on their internal lights. Little to the eye's knowledge, in plain sight they just look like big Styrofoam balls, but they're actually spotted with miniscule holes, which makes them cast different hues of all their colours all over the walls. It's truly a sight to behold. Plus, the black-lights don't help. Everything seems to shimmer and shine when the lights go out, and that's part of why I worked here. All the different rainbows and the great music (thanks to Sasha) let people lose themselves, and I absolutely adored it. Shadis, however, had added more "night lights," as he called them. They were just glow sticks, bundled together and shaped like different Space-related things. I liked them, honestly. I had actually taken one of them once, and a bouquet of lit-up roses is currently on my desk.

As I was taking in the "out of this world" atmosphere (see what I did there?), Armin came up to me, wearing his favourite snapback (of course), and greeted me with a grin.

"Hey Eren!" He smiled cheerfully. I grinned back at him and gave him a hug, stealing his hat and putting it on my head as I ruffled his hair.

"What's up, Coconut?" I began walking with him to the Black Hole, which was just a room only the workers were allowed to go in and gave him back his hat. We walked inside and I sat down on the left side of the galaxy-themed sectional, pulling on my black and white skates.

"Don't call me that," He chuckled. "I was just getting some the concessions going. Sasha is late, again. But she said she'll be here soon. Connie is in the back, manning the skate rental hut. Oh, and Shadis told us to keep everything going until one a.m. tonight."
I groaned, but was happy Armin could inform me. I nodded and stood up, twirling in a circle to get the feel back in my legs. I grinned and handed Armin his favourite blue pair. He rolled his eyes and slipped them on, giving me a half-hearted death-glare.

"C'mon, let's test out the floor before some freshman start pouring in," I said, grabbing his tiny hand and yanking him upwards. As we left the employee-only room, I heard Sasha jumped over the DJ equipment and yelling to Connie about what song to play. He insisted that the newest Maroon 5 song would be fine, but I guess she didn't want to. I led Armin out on the floor as the White Panda remix to Walk Off The Moon's "Shut Up And Dance With Me," started blaring.

"Yeah, Armin!" I called, grinning like a mad man as I started to pop my hips back and forth. "Shut up and dance with me!"
We started yelling along to the lyrics as we danced/skated around. At some point, Connie had switched on the black lights, leaving us bathed in a plethora of multicoloured lights. Sometimes I question why I don't date Armin, but I know he's both straight and just my best friend. I could never ruin a friendship like this with some dumb break up.

"We were victims of the night! The chemical, physical kryptonite!" We shrieked, spinning each other around. This is why Armin is my best friend. He never lets me sing alone. We started laughing even harder as I tried hitting high notes and Armin tried the low, which were fails in and of themselves. My blonde coconut slipped his hand in mine, and he steered us back onto the black carpeting around the rink.

"No... More d-dancing..." He panted, out of breath. He doesn't get out much. I chuckled at his disheveled state and sat him down on one of the weird "bump in the floor," galaxy benches. The next song (which was a remix to Maroon 5's "Sugar," much to Sasha's dismay) started playing as a group of freshmen walked inside, laughing and smiling. I waved to the little brunette girl, 'cause she's in my art class.

"Want water?" I asked Armin, giving him a cheeky upturn of the lips. He shook his head and stood up, rolling his eyes.

"I'm fiiiine," He stated, giggling. I nodded and he went back behind the concession stand. I hopped up on the counter and watched as two of the freshmen girls and a guy slipped on skates, and the two other boys rented some from Connie, as he danced behind his station to his favourite song. I chuckled and got down, making my way over to a red-headed girl who looked like she was having trouble.

"Hey, Girly. Need some help?" I offered her my hand and a smile, and she looked at me with big, dewey-green eyes. She looked like she was going to object, but she deflated from her previous stature and nodded, grinning at me. She took my hand and as she tried to stand up, her skates almost slipped out from underneath her. I caught her by the waist, and her face turned red. I gave her a gentle smile and stood her upright again.

"I'm Eren, and I'll be your planette today. Alright, so, place your feet shoulder-width apart." I told her, watching her little blue skates follow my instructions. "Good! Now bend your knees some. That sounds weird, I know, I thought the girl that taught me was gonna make me do something weird." She chuckled, like a little bell tinkling and it made me laugh too. She followed what I said and looked at me for confirmation.

"Yes! There you go! Great! Now squat a little. Again, I know that sounds just wrong." She laughed a little louder and was finally taking the appropriate stance.

"Good, Boss?" She asked, staring at me with a determined look on her face. Hm. I was beginning to like this girl; she's got spunk.

"Brilliant, Kiddo." I clutched her hips as I told her to pretend she was walking. She was a little apprehensive, but I gave her a benevolent squeeze and she started to skate. At first, she almost fell, but I was there to catch her. She pushed my arms off of her and tried again, only to fall once more.

"Fuck!" The red head yelled, clutching her back side. "O-Oh! Oops..." She looked at me, embarrassed that she cussed. I laughed and waved away her uncomfortability.

"No worries, I do it too. Try again!" I encouraged. She stood up again and took her stance, getting steady. Although she was a bit wobbly, she was actually getting the hang of it. I skated out in front of her, beckoning her to come forth. She did without falling and we high-fived, grinning.

"Good job... Uh?"

"Isabel Magnolia! Nice to meet ya!" Isabel addressed me, holding out her hand. I shook it with the same smile as earlier, happy to meet someone like her.

"Just call me Eren. It's nice to meet you too." I began chatting with Isabel about skating and techniques, and she was surprisingly really good once she got her balance straight. I challenged her to a race, but before we could start, some blonde dude was calling her over to him.

"Boyfriend?" I asked, grinning.

"Ew! No! He's my brother!" She squeaked, blushing almost as red as her hair. I laughed and told her to go ahead, but she grabbed my wrist and drug me there with her.

"Farlan! This is Eren! Isn't he a cutie?!" She asked excitedly, jumping up and down. I felt my own blush signal it appearance at her words and it became worse when Farlan looked me over.

"He's got pretty eyes! C'mon, Isabel. Hanji said she'd be here with Erwin and Levi soon." Farlan gave me a sweet smile and I shot him one back, waving to them both and I rolled over to the concession stand.

"The hottie blondie and drop-dead red head are bringing more people; Be prepared." I informed him, showing him a thumbs up. He nodded and I listened as Sasha began playing the dubstep remix to "Just Dance," by Lady Gaga. I smirked. This song was so dumb, but I loved the beat. I made my way over to Connie, telling him to keep the skates clean but he was in the middle of dealing with some huge blonde guy. I had half a mind to move in on that, if you know what I'm saying, but then slipped his arm around a squealing brunette.

"Hanji, calm down."

"I WANNA SKATE," she demanded.

"You will, let me ask if he can keep the used skates away from Levi,"

"NO!" The brunette turned around so fast, she knocked me straight onto my ass. I was about to cuss her out before she held out her hand and grinned like a maniac in my face.

"So sorry! I'm Hanji Zoe! Oooh, you're cute! C'mon, get up!" I guess my face read scared shitless, 'cause she tried to calm herself. I grabbed her hand and got up, giving her a slightly nervous smile.

"Hi, I'm E-Eren and I'm here to be your planette. Do you need help with anything?" I asked, silently wishing she would say no and let me go.

"Of course I do!" She wailed, throwing an arm around my shoulders. She looked towards the blonde dude and their eye-contact spoke volumes. They shared wicked grins and before I could protest, I was being led towards a booth on the far side of the rink.

Fuck. This wouldn't end well.