A/N: Well, you guys seemed to enjoy my previous chapter so I think everyone here's going to get along just fine! But seriously, I'm glad that you guys enjoyed the previous chapter, as always, it's TONS of fun to write these for you guys, it's something I really enjoy and I'm glad people enjoy reading them. But, back to the story!

If you remember where we last left off, Eren just had the ever-loving shit beaten out of him by a mysterious senior clansman named 'Levi', after Bertolt and Reiner got into a minor dispute, Jean began his conquest of Mikasa and wound up meeting and acquainting himself with Ymir and Historia, and Marco and Connie went and had drinks at the lounge, I joined them after the whole situation calmed down and I gotta say, they have amazing lemonade at this school! I should probably pay Marco back at some point though...Oh, sorry, I'm off topic again…

Anyways, thanks for reading, I hope you continue to read, and I will see you at the end in the ending A/N! Until then, enjoy 'High School Daze'!

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Eren slowly but surely gained consciousness. He squinted his eyes once or twice before he was able to fully open them and look around. At first, he was blinded by the flood of light that was before him, and he wondered if that beating he had been dealt had actually cost him his life. A quick, self-administered, pinch to the arm told Eren that he wasn't dreaming, nor had he moved on to that big campus in the sky, so he sat up examined his surroundings.

Eren was alone in a room that was wall to wall linoleum, with stone walls, and was laid out in a hospital-style bed, minus the tightly tucked sheets. It could only be one place, Glennback High Student Infirmary, if infirmary was used in an extremely light sense of the word. It was basically just a self-serve school nurse's office with a hospital bed or two that had the classic shower curtains surrounding them, some basic medical supplies and a few chairs for visitors. Eren soon realized that the flush of light he felt upon his initial awakening was coming from the window to his immediate right. Since the infirmary was towards the back of the northernmost wing, and was on the 2nd floor, when the sun rose, all the light from the sunrise flooded in magnificently (at least under normal circumstances). 'Sunset…' Eren thought to himself as he stretched his arms up in what appeared to be a feeble attempt to touch the ceiling but failed when a sharp pain coursed throughout his body, causing him to recoil and lurch over his lap.

'How long have I been out?…' Eren asked himself as he carefully straightened up. He looked around once again, and saw some figures outside of the infirmary. He called out to them, "Hey! Is anybody there?!"

'What kind of question is that, of course there are people there…' Eren thought to himself as the figures stirred a little bit, then slid open the doors.

Mikasa was the first of the trio of figures to enter, as she rushed in, forcefully slid Eren's bed curtain aside and embraced him tightly, practically in tears. Eren returned the embrace, then looked onwards at the door to see who was next.

Armin was the next to enter, and he was already in tears. He ran over next to Eren and grabbed onto his arm, crying into his shoulder and exclaiming praises and expressions of gratitude to Eren for surviving that ordeal.

Finally, Levi entered, his hands tucked into the pockets on his dress pants, and his cravat slightly stained with Eren's blood. He walked over to the end of Eren's bed, stared Eren straight in the eye, and stated, "You got blood all over me, idiot."

Mikasa released Eren and clenched her fist at Levi, who demonstrated no falter in his demeanor. He simply walked over to Eren, gave him a once over, then sat down on his bed.

Eren's facial expression was neutral. He wasn't mad at Levi, he kept him from getting killed by Reiner and Bertolt; but in exchange, what damage did he suffer? Would he have been better off dealing with Reiner and Bertolt on his own? Or did Levi save his life by putting it in danger?…

"So…" Eren began as he faced Levi, "who are you? Why did you save me? What do you want?"

Levi turned to face Eren, and replied, "Levi. To humiliate a pair of worthless, piece of shit human beings. For you to be safe. There, does that sum it all up?"

Eren was slightly taken aback by Levi's numerical way of answering Eren's questions, but was nonetheless impressed.

"I'm sorry it had to be done in that manner," Levi continued as he glanced out the window, "but you understand, right?"

Eren didn't respond, he was to shaken to even entertain the idea of responding, he hadn't even begun to process everything that had happened, and now he was being apologized to by the very man who just a minute ago was calling him an idiot for sullying his cravat.

Eren instead laid back in his bed, and replied, "Yeah…I get it…"

"So," Levi began, "no one here hates me?" Levi looked around the room casually, and then focused his gaze back on the motley crew before him.

Eren was surprisingly the first to respond by saying, "No…I don't hate you…" much to both Mikasa and Armin's shock, "In fact, thank you. If it hadn't been for you, I might be dead at the hands of those bastards, so thanks."

The crew thought they saw a smile cross Levi's face, but dismissed it when Levi turned his gaze to Mikasa and Armin who were huddled at opposite sides of Eren. Mikasa spoke up and said, "I'm not sure how to feel about you, but you can't be all that bad since you did save him from a worse fate. So, I guess, thank you." Mikasa tightened her grasp on one of the tassels of her scarf, and blushed a little. Levi raised eyebrow at that, but didn't let it show.

Instead, he turned to Armin and inquired, "What about you, blondie?"

Armin tensed up, and Eren detected telltale signs of panic within Armin. The crushing sensation Eren felt in his arm from Armin's sudden, tight, squeeze was a dead giveaway as well.

"W-well…" Armin began, "I guess I can't hate you since you rescued my best friend. So, no. I don't hate you. Thank you."

Levi nodded his head, then redirected his gaze at Eren. "Now," he began, "freedom, albeit delicious, comes with a price. I'd like you to do something for me."

"Whoa, whoa!" Mikasa exclaimed as she rose up and stared down at Levi, "You put him into critical condition, and now you're going to make demands of him?"

Levi rose up as well, and Mikasa realized how short he actually was up close and in person. "It seems only fair." Levi replied. "Besides, this is something I think he'll enjoy."

Mikasa grimaced at Levi, but nonetheless sat back down, this time grabbing tightly to Eren's hand.

Levi walked closer to Eren, and pulled Armin off of Eren's left shoulder, directing Armin to simply sit on the bed while he occupied the chair. Armin really wasn't in a position to argue, so he rapidly gave up his seat. Levi sat down, and then started reaching around in his jacket. After a few seconds, he pulled out a neatly folded, light pink sheet of paper. He handed it to Eren who tore his hand away from Mikasa and proceeded to unfold it. Eren halfway recognized it, but only fully recognized it when he opened it and saw the masks of tragedy and comedy in the top right corner, and the words 'EMBRACE YOUR INNER ACTOR' in a cheesy cursive font int he middle.

Eren's gaze shot up from the paper and towards Levi, as he exclaimed, "You want me to join the Drama Club!?"

Levi kicked his feet up, resting them upon Eren's legs, and crossing one over the other. He turned his gaze to Eren as he said, "Definitely." He then turned his head towards his feet as he lamented, "You didn't just get blood on my cravat, but my shoes too…"

Mikasa sneered at Levi, and scowled out, "What are you up to? And why do you want him?"

Levi lifted his gaze up to Mikasa, and stated, "He seems very…passionate." He turned towards Eren, "Like he could do fantastic things if he was truly motivated to do something. Plus," Levi grabbed Eren by the chin and turned Eren's face towards himself, "he has a good face. Not like a lot of these other male actors who look like they slammed their face into a wall." He looked into Eren's eyes for a few seconds, then released Eren's face and inquired, "So, will you do it?"

Eren rubbed his chin and jaw where Levi had grabbed it, and then stated, "But wait, auditions for the Club are over by now, aren't they? So there's no way I could get it."

"I'll handle it." Levi replied, "I happen to be the Drama Club Vice President."

The crew drew back in shock, Eren's jaw almost dropped to the floor. Armin was the only one who could stutter out, "V-Vice P-President?"

Levi leaned further back, and stated, "That's right. What's so surprising, blondie?"

Armin timidly looked around and scratched the back of his head as he replied, "Well it's just, you don't seem the type to be in Drama Club…I mean, you just, don't seem the type to-"

"I don't see why." Levi interrupted, "I've loved theater since I was young, so the instant I saw a Drama Club here at this school, I jumped at the opportunity. That's my story, what more do you want, blondie?"

"Stop calling him, 'blondie'." Eren protested as he clenched his bedsheets, "His name, is Armin."

Levi cast a glance in Eren's direction, and replied, "Is that so?" Levi scoffed a little bit, then inquired, "So what about the rest of you? You have names don't you?"

Mikasa spoke up and said, "Mikasa. Mikasa Ackerman. Eren's sister."

Levi cringed a little bit at the words 'Eren's sister', but tried not to let it show. Eren turned to Mikasa and said, "Well, not technically my sister. Just adopted."

"Adopted?" Levi's curiosity was peaked, as he stated, "So, you two aren't technically related?"

Eren turned to Levi, and replied, "Yeah. A few years ago, there was an…incident. I ended up saving Mikasa's life and that's when my father and mother decided to adopt her."

Levi took note of Eren's hesitation around the word, 'incident', and carried on, "So, Eren, Mikasa, Armin, will you take me up on my offer?"

Mikasa leaned in towards Levi and inquired, "Wait, you want all of us?"

"I want Eren." Levi replied curtly, "But I figure he won't do it unless you guys join in, so it looks like I have no choice."

Mikasa and Armin scowled at Levi's attitude, but Eren was surprisingly cheery. He perked up and answered, "Well, I don't see any reason why I shouldn't do it. Plus it might be fun! C'mon guys, it'll be fun!"

Armin turned to Eren with a deep sense of curiosity, and inquired, "Eren?…"

"Plus," Eren continued, "it'll be a character building experience! And Armin, you know you're not the best at public speaking, this'll help!"

"Eren, this is…" Mikasa lingered on her words before continuing her sentence, "so, unlike you."

Eren turned to Mikasa with a broad smile and replied, "Well, this guy did save me, and like I said, this should be fun!"

Levi visibly smiled, and Mikasa's horror only intensified as Levi threw his arm around Eren's shoulder and said, "I like your attitude, this will be…fun."

Armin joined in and threw his arm around Levi's shoulder, much to Levi's visible disgust, but he let it slide this once. Eren extended his hand to Mikasa and said, "C'mon Mikasa. For me?"

Mikasa blushed a little bit, but also felt a little bit of disgust. Regardless, she took Eren's hand and agreed, albeit a reluctant agreement. "J-just so you know," Mikasa stated as she turned her head to Levi, "I still have my reservations about you."

Levi nonchalantly nodded, and replied, "At least you acknowledge my existence."

Mikasa intently scowled again at Levi's ability to think of a proper and witty retort to everything. Once again she found herself questioning who Levi really was, and what he really wanted with Eren. But there wasn't much room for thought now, the decision had already been made.

Levi picked his feet up off of Eren's legs, and proudly stood up. "The Drama Club meets tomorrow afternoon after school at three o' clock sharp." Levi stated, "We'll be discussing our first play that we will put on for the entire of the student body." Levi began to exit and beckoned Armin and Mikasa to come with him, stating that Eren needed some bed rest alone. Eren concurred with Levi's assumption, and the crew left infirmary.

The instant everyone was gone, Eren laid back and stared intently up the ceiling, wondering what the hell he had gotten himself into. He didn't have much time to think though, as he heard the infirmary doors slide open, and someone walk in.

"Who is it?" Eren called out, as he took his eyes off of the ceiling and sat up to see who his visitor was. To Eren's surprise, it was a girl. She was wearing a simple dark brown sweatshirt, and Eren' thought he could see an orange shirt poking out from underneath the sweatshirt. Her pants were just black skinny jeans, that had a sophomore lanyard hanging out from the left pocket. Eren couldn't quite make out the name on them, but figured it didn't matter. Her hair was done up in a simple ponytail fashion, but was bumped up in the front so that her bangs hung down to just barely above her eyes. Her eyes were a light-grayish-green color, and she was blushing quite noticeably.

Eren broke the awkward silence, and said, "Who are you?"

The girl timidly raised up her head, and replied, "I-I-I'm Sasha Braus. A-a-and…"

Eren gestured for Sasha to continue her sentence as he said, in as gentle of a tone as he could, "Well, I'm Eren Yeager. Nice to meet you. Now, what exactly are you doing in my room? And more importantly, how did you know I was here?"

Sasha's face was now a pure shade of red, as she attempted to reply, only uttering stammering noises. Finally, she said something coherent. "W-well, I saw you get jumped by those two guys back there, and then that third guy came in and beat you up and knocked you out. I wanted to help, but I was too scared, and now you're all…" Sasha gestured to Eren's multiple bruises and wounds on his face, as well as the shoe print in the middle of his face where Levi held his shoe for a solid minute or two. Sasha seemed like she was about to cry as she continued, "So, I just wanted to come and see if you were okay…I felt that it was the least I could do, since I was too pathetic to help you in the first place…"

Eren tossed his bed sheet aside, as he got to his feet, clenching his stomach initially, remembering how painful Levi's foot had felt when he struck him. After a minute, he straightened up, and walked over to Sasha. Eren realized that he was a little taller then her, at least, just tall enough to have to look down a little bit when he spoke to her. He smiled, and said, "It's okay. I'm fine now, and Levi didn't do that much to me, at least, nothing I can't handle, so there's nothing really to worry about." Sasha breathed a sigh of relief, and then Eren grabbed her hand, and pulled her onto the bed. She was sprawled out at first, but quickly regained herself, and sat straight up. Eren walked back over to his bed, then sat down next to her.

Sasha could feel her heart racing at millions of miles per hour, but mustered up the will to speak, and said, "S-s-so," she began, "what did those guys want in the first place? And who were they?"

Eren looked over to Sasha, and replied, "Reiner Braun and Bertolt Hoover. Two seniors that are in my Biology 2 class. They sit next to me."

Sasha was puzzled, "So, what did they want with you?" Sasha inquired.

"Well, I'm the best in my class," Eren continued, "and they kind of suck at that class. So about a week into the class, they realized I had potential. So they cornered me after class one day, and said that I'd better let them cheat off of me on every test, or else. Well, today the exams took place, and this morning they told me they wanted me to fail the exam, so I could be held back, just for one more semester, so they could pass. After that, I'd be off the hook. Well, I can't do anything about it, and I didn't want to end up getting hurt, but here I am."

"Just, not by who you thought you'd get hurt by?" Sasha inquired.

"Yep." Eren replied. "It's kind of embarrassing on both ends of the deal if you think about it…" Eren chuckled a little bit.

Sasha was again vexed by Eren's words, "What do you mean?"

"Well," Eren explained, "it's embarrassing to me because, I got beat up in public by someone I've never met before in my life. But, it's embarrassing to Reiner and Bertolt because they just proved that they're not threats. They can't do anything because they're too afraid to do anything. Didn't you see how Reiner hesitated to stab me when I was perfectly open? Or how he refused to finish me off and instead ran off with Bertolt? They're pansies. Pathetic excuses for human beings, and too weak to even begin to entertain the idea of trying anything."

Sasha was terrified by how Eren's words had taken a dark turn.

But Eren quickly perked up and turned to Sasha with a smile and said, "Well, at least that's how Levi phrased it. I just figure that I don't have to worry about them anymore!"

Sasha breathed a sigh of relief, and then inquired, "So, what did he want?"

"What do you mean?" Eren replied.

"Well, he was just in here, wasn't he?" Sasha inquired, "I'm just curious as to what he wanted."

"Oh, that!" Eren replied, scratching the back of his neck. After a moment of embarrassment, he reached around in his pocket until he dug out the sheet of paper with the Drama Club audition form on it. He handed it to Sasha who unfolded it. "He just invited me to join the Drama Club and I accepted. That's all!"

Sasha stared intently at the sheet of paper. It seemed like you could see her excitement rising.

"Um…are you okay?" Eren inquired as he leaned in closer to Sasha.

Sasha tossed the paper to the ground and embraced Eren tightly, squealing out of joy the entire time. Eren had no idea what was happening, but decided to return the embrace and held Sasha tightly as well. After a minute or so, Sasha broke her embrace, and exclaimed, "Thank you!" over and over to Eren before she ran out of the infirmary, still squealing out of joy.

Eren fell back on his bed, sprawled out, his arms fully extended above his head. He thought to himself, 'What was that all about? Why was she yelling? And what in the ever loving fuck have I gotten myself into…'

Eren fell asleep staring up at the infirmary ceiling, and woke up the next morning in his own bed, not sure of how he got there, but only knowing that he had a familiar scarf wrapped around his neck.

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The Drama Club room was in fact the entire 3rd floor of the northernmost wing. Everything up there was reserved for the purpose of theater. The classrooms up there used to be used for other electives until the school lost funding for them a few years back, so they abandoned the third floor. Up until roughly three years ago, when a group of students found the the third floor, investigated, petitioned, and eventually converted the entire 3rd floor into the Drama Club room. The various classrooms were filled with either props, costumes, or make up, and there was one huge gymnasium with a stage that the Club used to rehearse. Every other month or so, the Club would put on performances for the student body, but this year was different, as the seniors who were in charge of the club would be graduating, so the club would have to be put on hiatus until new, eligible seniors were determined. These plays would be the last few plays put on for a long time, so they had to be the best the club had to offer.

Eren, Mikasa, and Armin walked diligently (some reluctantly) up the stairs that led to the classroom where the club would be meeting initially. Afterwards, Levi had informed them that upon decision of the play they would be performing, individual rooms would be assigned for the people with their respective roles. Some would be in one room working on set design, some in one room with costumes, and so on and so forth. Upon the reaching of the classroom that was at the far west end of the floor, Mikasa grabbed Eren's arm and stated,

"Are you really sure about this, Eren?"

Eren broke his arm free and replied, "Mikasa, you've been asking me that ever since class ended. My response has always been the same, 'yes', I'm absolutely sure about this. Now relax! Look at Armin!"

Mikasa glanced over at Armin who was unusually happy. After seeing that, she abolished whatever minor apprehensions she had, and continued onward. When the crew opened the doors to the room, they were greeted by some familiar faces. First of all, everyone was up and around talking, so the room was relatively noisy, but not too noisy that you couldn't distinguish certain people's conversations. But, no matter.

The crew saw some people they knew, such as Jean, Connie, and Marco, who were over in the corner deep in conversation. Connie and Jean seemed to be arguing about something, and Marco was trying to offer some peer mediation, to no avail though. The group also saw Levi over in the corner with some other people who appeared to be seniors that were intently discussing something. The group quickly rushed through the other randoms that were scattered around the mostly barren classroom, save for a few chairs stacked up in the corners, a table or two that were next to the entry doors, and some cabinets that were mounted not he wall here and there, the room was pretty much empty. Kind of like an open dance hall or wrestling hall but without the mats; just shitty, shag carpeting and some linoleum here and there.

"Oi, Jean!" Eren called as he rushed over to Jean from across the room.

Jean turned from Connie and his' debacle to greet Eren. He waved a 'welcome' to Eren and Armin, then stood at immediate attention upon Mikasa getting within his vicinity. Mikasa acknowledged him, then joined in Eren's conversation. Jean's expression darkened as he awkwardly attempted to hold the conversation, but he had already completely forgotten what he was arguing about Connie with in the first place, and had diverted all of his attention on making a proper impression.

"S-so, Mikasa-" Jean began, but was interrupted by a rather loud, and tall blonde man who proclaimed,

"Alright, everyone! Grab a chair and get to the center of the room!"

Mikasa gave Jean a smile, and that was enough for him. Or was it? He looked around the room and saw everyone sitting in a circle, and he immediately thought, 'If I move fast enough, I can get a seat next to her!'

Marco looked over to Jean, then to Mikasa, then back at Jean and gave Jean a pat on the back before going over to the corner of the room to grab a plastic chair. Jean gave a playful scowl to Marco, but then rushed to the corner of the room as well. He dashed to the center and approximated where Mikasa was going to set and threw his chair down there. He sat so smug and sure of himself, as he waited for Mikasa to sit down next to him. He heard the plastic chair hit the floor, and he turned to his right and said,

"Hey Mikasa-" but stopped himself when he realized he was face to face with none other than Ymir.

Ymir's face was stone cold as she uttered, "Don't compare me to her, cockroach." She then proceeded to smack Jean with such force that he literally fell off of his chair.

After getting back onto his chair, Jean inquired, "Ymir?! What're you doing here?"

"Are you really that forgetful?" Ymir replied as she leaned back in her chair.

Jean thought about what that meant for a minute, and then he remembered… "Wait," he began, "so that means…"

"Hey~ Ymir!" a melodic voice sung out from the other end of the room. Ymir and Jean looked over to see it was none other than Historia.

Ymir bolted up out of her seat and replied, "Historia!" her face painted with an enormous smile.

Historia ran over to Ymir as fast as she could, one arm was occupied by the plastic chair she was carrying, but the other was up above her head waving. When the two finally got close to each other, they embraced tightly, and again, Jean could hear the dramatic music crescendo-ing to it's peak. The couple gazed deeply into one another's eyes, and both blushed deeply before breaking the gaze and the embrace, and simply sat down next to each other.

"Oh, hey, you're the guy from yesterday," Historia said as she looked over at Jean, "Jean, right?"

Jean looked quickly over to Ymir who gave him the same death glare as yesterday. He acknowledged and simply replied, "Yeah, that's me." without making too much eye contact.

Historia smiled as she replied, "You remember me right?"

Jean tensed up and replied, "Of course, you're Historia."

'Shit,' Jean thought to himself, 'was that getting too friendly with her?' he awaited the feeling of Ymir's boot on his face, but was surprisingly left unscathed. He looked over to Ymir to see that she had her arm thrown over Historia's shoulder.

"See, Historia?" Ymir stated matter-of-factly to Historia, "You are memorable!"

Historia blushed, both at Ymir's compliment, and at the fact that Ymir's arm was around her shoulder. "W-well, that doesn't count!" Historia retorted, "He just met me yesterday!"

"Um…" Jean interrupted, "what's that all about?"

Ymir turned her head to Jean and replied, "Oh, on our date yesterday," Historia and Ymir both blushed at the word 'date', "we got to talking and she thinks that she's not memorable. When in reality, she's the most memorable person to me!"

"Oh, stop with that!" Historia replied.

Ymir put both her hands on Historia's shoulders, pulled her in close, and said with a face that was painted with emotion, and a wonderful shade of crimson red, "I'll never stop with you."

The two leaned in a little closer, until they were touching noses. No one really knew what to say there, or what to do, but to those two, the rest of the world didn't exist; it was just, them.

They looked like they were about to go for it, but then an aloof, male voice called out, "Alright, everyone, listen up!"

The two shook themselves from it, and immediately turned their attention towards the man up front. However, Ymir still had her arm around Historia, and Historia's arm was also wrapped around tightly around Ymir's waist.

The man behind the voice was dressed classily, wearing a sweater vest, a cravat, dress khaki's, and black dress shoes that had been obviously meticulously polished. He also had ash-y blonde hair that was styled in an undercut. It looked almost as if he was trying to copy Levi.

"Now listen, my name is Oluo Bozado, I'm one of the seniors in charge of this club, you'll do well to remember that." Oluo stated in a curt and cold tone. After he finished his sentence, though, he was slapped on the back of the head by a girl who was a little shorter than him, but seemed to command more of a presence.

She was dressed in a tight, black, zip-up sweatshirt, with equally tight skinny jeans and combat boots. She also wore thick glasses, and her chestnut hair was tied up in a ponytail fashion, Eren thought it similar to Sasha's.

"Don't talk like that!" the woman stated as she stepped in front of Oluo, "You'll scare them off!" The woman bowed in apology to the crowd, and then said, "My name is Hange. Hange Zoë. I'm also a senior in charge here, and I hope you all have fun!"

"You really are something…" a man behind Hange said as he walked up and gave her a pat on the back. He was wearing a simple white and black striped v-neck t-shirt, jeans, and green Converse sneakers. His hair was short, black, and kept to a point on his head's top.

"Sorry about her, everyone." The man said as he waved his hands in front of himself and grinned in apology. "My name's Gunther Schultz, by the way, and I'm also a senior in charge of the club. I'm here for anything that you guys need or have questions about!"

"He's quite the personable one…" Eren whispered to Armin, who giggled a little bit in concurrence.

The group up front straightened up when they heard the clop of dress shoes at the front door. Everyone turned as well to see Levi with a large stack of papers in front of him, almost obscuring his face. He sat the stack on the table to the left of the entry doors, and griped, "Jeez, Hange, you shitty four-eyes, if you're the one who wanted these printed out why did I have to go all the way to the Eastern wing and get these?"

The crowed sighed at Levi's complaint, and returned their information to the front of the room. Hange scratched the back of her neck and replied, "Ha ha…about that…well…um…"

Levi sighed and walked up to the front of the room, giving the mass of students gathered a casual glance, only showing emotion upon facing Eren and company. He cracked a brief smile, but a smile nonetheless, and then continued his saunter up to the front of the room, undaunted by the glaring height differences he faced when compared to the other seniors. Everyone else noticed too, but when everyone glanced over to Eren, who still bore scars and bruises from his first encounter with Levi, they decided to refrain from commenting about his height. It was difficult though, since the only people in the room who stood shorter than Levi were Connie, Historia, and this shy reddish-orange haired girl who was over in the corner along with two other guys.

One guy was wearing a tight, green v-neck t-shirt with jeans and slip-on shoes. He also had a small beard that was just on the tip of his chin, blonde hair which had a middle parting and a ponytail folded at the back.

The other guy was extremely tall, taller than even Bertolt (who towered over Eren at an impressive 6'1"), and appeared very strongly built. He wore a tight sweatshirt jacket, despite it all, along with jeans and navy blue Converse sneakers. His hair was blonde, the bangs of which were parted down the middle, and he had a mustache and a beard.

Levi began to talk about how this was the last year the Drama Club was going to be around until it went on hiatus for a year or two and eligible seniors were selected, and basically everything that he had already told Eren and company yesterday.

While Levi spieled, Armin looked onward at the group up at the front of the room, and his expression seemed troubled. Eren took notice, and whispered to Armin, "What's wrong?"

Armin leaned in closer to Eren, and whispered in his ear, "Well, remember how Levi said he was the Vice President?"

"Yeah…" Eren shrugged in reply, "so what?"

"Well, it may be nothing…" Armin replied, "but I just got to thinking…who's the President?"

Eren was about to reply, but then he thought about it himself. He never really asked Levi anything about that, and he was about to raise his hand when Levi proclaimed,

"…and now, our Club President will talk to you about our first play! Please welcome, Club President Erwin Smith!"

Upon Levi's words, the doors to the room swung open, and in walked a tall blonde man. He was wearing a casual blazer with a white v-neck tee underneath that accentuated his collar bones nicely, jeans that were tattered slightly, and casual orange Converse sneakers. He had quite the commanding presence, and was quite tall, appearing to be about 6'3" or so, with icy blue eyes, blonde hair that was well kept and neatly parted to the left side, and thick, bushy eyebrows. Again, everyone noticed the eyebrows, and some murmurs erupted this time, but they were quickly silenced by Erwin who spoke up and stated,

"Looks like I got here right on time, eh?"

Levi grimaced a little at Erwin, and replied, "With the way you deliberately went out of your way to plan your 'activities', you knew you would arrive right as I said that." He tightened the cufflink on the right cuff of his suit jacket as he stated, "Honestly I'm not impressed, but a few people appear to be, so I'll let it slide."

Erwin chuckled as he walked towards the front of the room, nodding at Levi who acknowledged the formality by returning his own nod and then stood next to Erwin as he spoke to the members of the club.

"Now, everyone," Erwin began, "Levi has already told you about the current state of affairs of the club. And I don't pertain to know much, but what I do know is that everyone here has the potential to be a fantastic actor or actress, but you can't quite fully show that ability if your bound and bridled by the chains of restriction, now can you?"

The students nodded their heads in agreement, and several 'Yeah!'s erupted from here and there as Erwin continued, "Therefore, I've had Hange here mock up and print out a list of all of the available plays that we can do this year. Levi graciously set them down over by the doorway, everyone grab a sheet, then return here, and we shall continue."

The students all slowly rose out of their chairs, some of them stretched due to the length that they had been sitting, others were as energetic as ever, and dashed onwards to the table by the doors. Eren was one of those students, not hesitating for a moment as he broke away from Mikasa, Armin, Jean and the rest. When he reached the table, it was crowded, but he managed to reach the actual table itself through the crowd (after it had thinned significantly, of course) and grabbed at a sheet right as someone else's hand fell on top of Eren's. Eren blushed for a minute out of embarrassment, as he began to utter an apology, until he looked and saw who the hand belonged to. There was no doubt that this hand was a feminine hand, Eren knew that from the moment he made contact with it, but, never thought it would be the feminine hand of none other than Sasha Braus. The two gazed intently at each other for a moment, their eyes locked tightly, an no one had the key except for them.

Well, after Eren's face finished becoming tinted fully beet red, he drew his hand back and stammered out, "S-Sasha?!"

Sasha proudly replied, "Yep!" with a broad smile and a deep blush of her own as she held and caressed her hand where Eren hand previously had his.

"Hey!…Fancy seeing you here! Ha ha ha…" Eren awkwardly said as he fumbled to grab a sheet of paper, eventually retrieving it, albeit crumpled.

Sasha looked confused, as she stated, "Hm? I don't see why, don't you remember yesterday?" as she finished her sentence, she moved in closer to Eren.

Eren moved back a little, and then thought back to yesterday in the infirmary.

'Come to think of it,' he thought to himself, 'she did seem pretty excited when I said I was in the Drama Club…' as he remembered Sasha's embrace and her repeated praises and thanks that she exclaimed when she was running out of the infirmary.

"So, you'll be in this Club too?" Eren meekly stated as he began to attempt to work his way back to the circle.

Sasha grabbed Eren's arm and replied, "Yep! And listen, there's something I need to tell you, ok?"

Eren tried to pull away from Sasha's grasp, to no avail. This girl had a death lock and wasn't about to let go. Eren turned his head to see Sasha' face was painted a pure crimson red, as she began to stammer out the words,

"I l….I li…" before Sasha could finish her sentence, Jean came over to Eren and slapped him on the back stating in a jocular tone,

"Eren, what did I tell you about getting mixed up with yandere chicks?"

Both Eren and Sasha's faces were flushed with a deep crimson red now, but Eren's face was more of one of playful anger at Jean.

"So," Jean began as he went over and grabbed a sheet of paper, "who is your little lady friend?"

Both Eren and Sasha straightened up at that comment, but Sasha still didn't let go of Eren's arm.

"Well, Jean," Eren replied, "this is Sasha Braus." he gestured to Sasha who was, at the moment, halfway cowering behind Eren, and halfway out in the open, "I met her yesterday at the infirmary when she came to check on me. Something I might add, you didn't do."

Jean tensed up at Eren's cockiness, and replied, "Ah, you didn't need it. It was nothing you couldn't handle…"

"Love ya too, big guy!" Eren replied as he threw his spare arm around Jean's shoulder and gave him his signature, self-confident grin, and Jean couldn't help but flash one right back at the little pipsqueak. Sasha also gave a giggle at the whole situation, which caused the rest of the trio to burst out laughing as they headed back to the circle. Sasha even negotiated with Armin to switch her seats so that she could sit next to Eren, much to Mikasa's discontent, but she didn't let it show.

Erwin cleared his throat, and continued with his speech, "Right, well, if everyone would look at your sheet of paper. You'll see the names of all of the plays we are capable of doing this year. What we will do is select the top 3 and perform them in the coming months. Our first play is set to be performed on Valentine's Day, February 14th, in just three weeks!"

The mass of students instantly launched into a fits of 'Is he insane?' and 'Three weeks…' combined with the occasional 'Is he fucking kidding us?…'.

The crowd fell silent though, at the sound of a dress shoe forcefully hitting the linoleum up where the seniors were standing. It's owner: Levi.

Hange stepped forward and said, "Look, I know Erwin sounds insane, but I know you can all do this!" her eyes showed that she was wrought with regret at what she had just said, and anyone with a pair of their own could tell, but Hange still hoped no one would notice.

Gunther spoke up as well, saying, "Yeah! Look, I know it won't be easy, but you guys are going to pick the play! This'll be something that everyone wants to do!"

"Leave if you must," Oluo casually said as he dusted off his cravat, "it's no skin off my nose…" he was reprimanded with a thump on the back of the head by Hange, who still maintained her original pose.

By now, students had begun to pack up and go for the doors; some were still around, such as Jean, Marco, Historia, Ymir, Connie, and Sasha, but the majority of the rest of the students had begun to leave. Some were already at the door when Eren shot out of his chair and exclaimed,

"Cowards!" at the top of his lungs.

The students who were packing up all froze and turned to Eren.

"First of all," Eren began, his voice flushed with force and power, "why would you sign up for something that you knew would be intense labor when you weren't prepared to take on that work load? And second, what is drama without drama? Three weeks? Fie on three weeks! If it were me in charge, I'd say we'd get it done in two, set, costumes and all!" Erwin was about to make a motion to stop Eren, but Levi shot his hand up to Erwin's chest to stop him from going any further. Erwin acknowledged Levi's actions, and listened onwards as Eren continued, "And third, this is a kick in the face to these seniors! They went out of their way to set all of this up for you, Levi even walked all the way from the Eastern wing and back, toting that heavy stack of papers, many of which, you've thrown on the ground! What is the point of them doing work, when it's all wasted on a bunch of worthless, unambitious, COWARDS!"

Eren's last 'cowards' resonated throughout the entire room, and seemed to permeate the very fibers of everyone's beings. No one said or did anything. Everyone was absolutely speechless at how they'd been called out by Eren of all people.

"So…" Eren began, his voice as powerful as ever, "are you going to prove your worth and take action? Or are you not even worth their time?"

After a minute of silence, Levi walked over to Eren and lifted up his leg. It appeared as though he was about to kick the back of Eren's kneecap in to put him into submission, but instead, he put his foot on Eren's chair and proclaimed, "He's right, you know?"

A collective gasp came over the crowd (even the seniors) as they realized that Levi was actually agreeing with someone who wasn't Erwin, Hange, or any of the other seniors in the club.

"You're pathetic if you think this'll be easy." Levi continued, "And you're not worth any of our time if you just wanted to be here to slack, or enjoy the company of your friends. This really is a shitty group…"

Eren's words had been the rubbing alcohol, and Levi's words were the shot that pierced the flesh of the many students there that day. Slowly but surely, the students that had been at the door, about to leave, herded back in, picking their chairs back up from the corner of the room, and dragging them back to the center to form a circle.

Levi resumed his original position next to Erwin, as Erwin continued where he left off. "As I was saying, you will select your top three choices from the list here, once selected, you will hand them into one of the other seniors in charge over there. Either Eld," Erwin gestured to the blonde man over in the corner with the tied-back ponytail, "Petra," Erwin gestured to the girl with the reddish-orange hair, "or Mike." and Erwin gave a final gesture to the tallest of the group there.

Out of the crowd, a random male student raised his hand. "Yes, you?" Erwin said as he pointed to the male student.

"Hey, my name's Gerico," the male student stated, "and the tall guy there, Mike?"

"Yes, what about him?" Erwin inquired.

"He smelled me when I walked in here." Gerico replied. "In fact, he did that to most of us here."

The crowd gave replied of agreement and Erwin calmed them down with a hand gesture before replying, "Of course he did."

The students were generally, if not entirely, confused, as they replied, "What?" in unison.

"Allow me to explain," Erwin began, "Mike over there has an extremely keen olfactory sense, so, as a precaution, when he first meets people, he smells them to determine what he should think of them. It's become a pretty normal occurrence around here, but we probably should've warned you about that beforehand; sorry."

The crowd gave various responses of agreement to Erwin's statement, and then quieted down as Erwin declared, "Alright everyone, begin voting! We finalize the plays and assign roles tomorrow!"

Everyone hustled and bustled as they whipped out their pencils and selected from the vast majority of plays available. Pieces from Shakespeare dominated this play list, but some from other play writes such as Aeschylus and Agatha Christie showed up here and there. There were also play adaptations of popular books, such as Little Women and Gone With The Wind among others.

Eren gazed down intently at the list, unsure of what half of these works were about, but he randomly selected 3 as he was told and handed his paper into Mike, the sniffy one. Mike gave Eren a once over, and then smelled Eren again, stating that he,

"Liked his smell." and then accepted Eren's list.

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After the majority of people had left the club room, the only people that remained really were the seniors, and the motley crew of Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Sasha, Connie, Marco, Ymir, and Historia.

Jean stretched himself out and said to the group as they began to walk out, "You guys wanna go get something to eat? It is about that time."

The group was in general agreement at Jean's suggestion, but started getting in a veritable war about where they were going to go. Some people wanted to go to a restaurant, others wanted to get pizza instead. While the others left the room, deep in discussion over what they should eat, Erwin called to Eren, saying,

"Eren, hold back a minute, the seniors want to have a word with you."

Eren was hesitant at first, and couldn't really break free of the grasp that both Mikasa and Sasha had on him. But, thanks to a little extra Armin elbow grease, Eren shook his way loose and told the crew that he would meet up with them out front.

Once the doors were closed, Erwin put his arm around Eren's shoulder and guided him over to the rest of the seniors. From left to right, it was Levi, Hange, Petra, Eld, Mike, Oluo, and Gunther.

"They have something they would like to say to you." Erwin stated as he gave a nod of encouragement to the group.

The instant that nod was given, all affectionate hell broke loose. Hange and Petra embraced Eren tightly, while Gunther, Eld, Mike, and even Oluo all huddled around Eren and made it a group hug. All the while, the seniors were crying out, "Thank you, thank you!" and "Way to keep it together, kid!"

Eren replied, "Thanks, but it was nothing really. It was just something I was taught."

"Regardless," Hange replied, "it saved us, and the Drama Club's future. For that, we owe you one!"

"Oh yeah, big time!" Mike added in as he got in close and inhaled Eren's scent.

"Stop that…" Eren playfully moaned as he ducked out from underneath Mike's grasp.

"Hey, I can't help it!" Mike replied as he shrugged, "The kids' got a great scent! I mean, smell him! Even his hair! What do you use in your hair? Jasmine?"

"Oh, shut up!" Eren replied in a jocular tone.

Hange leaned in close to Eren and proceeded to smell his hair deeply.

Eren sprang back and exclaimed, "Hange, you too?!"

"Yep, that's definitely Jasmine." Hange reassured Mike as the rest of the seniors laughed, even Erwin. Well, not all the seniors…

All this time, Levi had been sitting back on a chair, his unflappable demeanor the same as ever. Eren noticed this and broke away from the seniors for a minute, and proceeded to walk over to Levi. Levi acknowledged his presence, and rose out of his chair.

"What is it-" Levi began to ask but was interrupted by Eren giving him a tight, warm, hug. Everyone in the room was taken aback by the whole ordeal, and the rest of the seniors just sat back and waited for Eren to get kicked right in the crotch. Eld even covered Petra's eyes with his hands to protect her from the screams he thought she was about to hear.

Levi gave his usual unemotional look to Eren, as he did to everyone else, and after Eren had been there for a second or two, Levi actually returned the embrace.

This time, all of the seniors, even Erwin, had their collective jaws drop to the floor.

Eren broke the silence and whispered to Levi, "Thank you. For everything."

Levi, who had his face buried in Eren's shoulder, simply replied, "It was my…pleasure…" and with that he only continued to hold Eren tighter.

After a minute or so, Mike said, "Aww, I can't resist, group hug everyone, group hug!" to which everyone gave a few "Awws!" and rushed onwards towards Eren and Levi.

Levi unburied his head from Eren's shoulders and shot the seniors an icy glare, much like the way a predator looks at another when it's defending its newly captured prey, but that didn't deter the rest of the seniors as they all huddled an and practically crushed Eren and Levi in the middle.

"You absolute fucking idiots…" Levi stated quite loudly. But there was no stopping this group hug, at least for awhile.

"Alright," Erwin proudly stated as he threw his hand in the middle of everyone in the group hug, "let's make this the best Drama Club the school has ever seen!"

The group collectively (even Levi) threw their hand in on top of Erwin's and counted out, "One, two, three, DRAMA CLUB!" and everyone threw their hands up in the air on the words 'Drama Club'.

After Eren was done talking with the seniors, he left the Drama Club room and began to walk out of the Northern wing. Unfortunately there weren't any elevators so he was stuck using the plain old stairs. As he rounded the corner to the second floor, he was met with another person who was coming up the stairs slamming themselves into Eren. After picking himself up, and berating the stranger for not looking where they were going, he realized who it was. Sasha.

"S-Sasha?" Eren said, flabbergasted. He extended his hand to help Sasha pick herself up, which Sasha gladly accepted.

She dusted herself off before replying, "Yeah, you were taking awhile, and everyone was getting impatient, so they sent me up to check on you."

Eren looked around for a clock, finally found one, and realized that he had been in the room there for roughly 20 minutes. "Whoa! Sorry!" Eren exclaimed as he scratched the nape of his neck out of embarrassment. Eren looked back at Sasha with his glimmering emerald green eyes, and stated, "Hey, are you alright? Your face is entirely red."

Sasha touched her face and felt the heat of embarrassment coming from her. She realized the source after a minute or two. Eren was still holding her hand this entire time. She wanted to break free of his grasp, but at the same time, she wanted him to hold on to her like this, but closer, and tighter. Sasha could only squeal out of delight and embarrassment.

Eren cocked his head to the side, and then he realized that he was still holding Sasha's hand. He tried to break free but this time Sasha knew a good thing when she had it, and wasn't about to let it go. Eren awkwardly laughed and said, "Um, we should probably get going, the others are gonna get worried-"

"No" Sasha sharply interrupted, much to Eren's surprise. After a moment of silence, Sasha said, "Um, could we…walk there…like this?…"

If Eren wasn't red before, he was sure as hell red now. "Um, uh…" He unsurely replied.

'Shit, shit, shit…' Eren thought to himself, 'What am I gonna do?…Well, would it really be that bad if did hold her hand? I mean, it's not like we're going out or anything like that! But she is kind of cute…Okay, this is not the time Eren, FOCUS.'

Eren shook his head from side to side, and stated firmly, "Yeah…" he tightened his grasp on Sasha's hand, and intertwined their fingers, saying, "let's go."

Sasha was over the top elated, and could barely contain herself. As the two continued down the stairs, Sasha thought to herself,

'Eren…

I love you...'

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A/N: Well, that was a doozy. With Sasha now at term with her feelings, Eren and company now in the Drama Club, and Levi being unusually soft, the question on everyone's mind is…

"Where are we going to go to eat?!"

But the question on your mind probably is, "How is this going to turn out?", well, there's only one way to find out, wait until next Sunday, when the next chapter of 'High School Daze', will release!

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