I know more of you will want to ditch this story after this, but try to bear with me! I promise, it'll get better! Read my AN at the end
The skating place wasn't too crowded, there were maybe five or six people on the rink. We all put our stuff at a nearby table and got in line to rent our skates. I didn't really know anyone, so I ended up going behind everyone else, but Jean came along with me.
"Where the hell's Connie, he's so fucking late," Jean muttered into my ear. I shrugged, too shy to respond. I had no idea where Connie was. He told me basketball practice ended at 4:30, why wasn't he here yet? Jean pulled out his Samsung, and texted someone whom I assumed was Connie. I realized I'd never asked for Connie's number even though he was currently my closest friend at SCH.
Soon the line of people ahead of us got shorter, and it was Jean's turn to get a pair of roller blades. I remembered something I probably should've of earlier. I only knew how to ice skate. I had no clue how to roller blade. Uh oh.
"NEXT!" The lady behind the counter yelled. I realized that Jean had already gotten his skates. I quickly blurted out my shoe size, and the lady grabbed me a pair of skates, and I gave her my combat boots. I walked to the bench farthest from the rink entrance, and sat myself down. I pushed up my foot into the skate, my fingers trembling as I laced up the shoe. I tried to do it as slowly as possible, but there was a limit to how slow I could tie my skates, and I had now finished. I stayed frozen on the bench, I was so not ready to get up yet. I saw Jean skate near me, and holy crap, he just stopped and leaned against the rink edge.
"Sasha, aren't you gonna skate?" He asked. Crap. Why out of all the people who could ask me if I was gonna skate, why did it have to be that good looking stallion Jean Kirschtein?!
"Ummmm..." I stuttered, feeling my face turn pink. He gave me a sigh.
"Please don't tell me that Connie didn't tell you this was a roller skating party, and you don't know how to skate." Crap. Crap, crap, crap, crap, CRAP!
"Well, he did tell me but... yeah, I only know how to ice skate..." I mumbled quietly. Jean gave me another huge sigh.
"Well, at least Connie did tell you. I guess you're just an idiot then," He muttered, his face a little red, I suppose from irritation."I'll come over there, don't get up," He said. He skated off of the rink and toward me. Once he got to me, he looked at me straight in the eye and said,
"Guess I'll have to teach you how to skate." Holy crap, was this really happening?! Jean teaching me how to skate?! It was embarrassing, but good in a way.
"Come on, get up, let's get to the rink," He said, grabbing my hand.
"Uwah!" I yelped, my legs shaking. I let go of Jean's arms and clung to his body for dear life. We stayed their for seconds, then Jean ruined the moment when he yelled,
"Sasha! Let go of me! We can't fucking skate if you cling onto me like that! Jeez!" His face was now bright red. Holy crap, he was angry. I quickly let go, but lost my balance and tumbled down. Jean gave me an exasperated sigh, again.
"God, your an idiot, come on, grab my hand," He said, looking away from me. His face was still red from anger I assume. I grabbed onto his hand and pulled myself from the floor.
"Let's just walk normally on the floor," He said, still holding my hand. I nodded, and we continued to walk, slowly (since we were on wheels) toward the rink. It wasn't too bad walking to the rink. But now we were in front of the rink.
"Just let your feet glide on the surface. I'll continue holding your left hand, put your other hand against the wall," Jean instructed. I nodded, too scared to speak. I let my right hand touch the carpeted rink wall, and slowly let my feet glide.
"You're doing great Sasha, keep it up, let's go a little faster!" Jean commented. I nodded, I was doing okay so far. Suddenly I heard some whistling. I looked up to see Eren and Armin and the Asian girl skating by.
"Having fun with your new girlfriend?" Eren asked dauntingly. The Asian girl let out a small smile.
"What?! No! She's not my girlfriend! I'm just teaching her to skate!" Jean replied angrily.
"That's what they all say," Eren replied, sporting a mischievous grin. Armin gave a sigh, and skated away with Eren and the Asian girl.
"Should I sit down?" I asked. "I'm being a bother, you should go on skate." Jean gave me an odd, but angry look.
"No, what the hell are you talking about?! Who cares what fucking Jaeger thinks, or any other bitch that thinks were dating, I'm just teaching you to skate for god's sake!" I blushed for some reason. I guess it was kind of nice to think that Jean didn't care that we kind of looked like a couple. Yet, I felt something itch in my chest, I wasn't quite sure what it was though. Hunger?
We continued to skate around the edge of the rink together, until Jean suggested, "Now let's go to the middle of the floor!"
"What?! The middle, I'm not ready for that!" I sputtered.
"Yeah you are, now come on, I'm pulling you off the wall!" He exclaimed, yanking my arm toward the center of the rink.
"Uwahhhhhhhh!" My right arm flailed in all directions in the air. I'm pretty sure I smacked at least four or five people just on the way to the center.
"God, Sasha, quit moving your arms like that! You're hitting a bunch a people!"
"But it's terrifying!"
"It's not so bad, right?" Jean asked, ignoring my answer. He gave me a rather adorable grin. I didn't think he could smile like that, holy crap.
"See? You stopped flinging your arms around and hitting a bunch a people!" I blushed. I realized my arm movement had stopped, I guess his smile helped with that.
"Don't it say it like that you meanie!-Did I really hit a lot a people?" He widened his melting chocolate brown eyes, and gave me a nod. My face grew hotter.
"C'mon. Let's just keep skating," Jean said. We continued to hold hands, Jean leading the way as I followed along. Our hands were getting kind of sweaty. Maybe Jean wanted to let go now? I certainly didn't want to. Wait, why didn't I want to let go? Oh, of course, I'll trip if I let go. Yeah... that's gotta be it.
"Sasha!" Jean exclaimed. I looked up.
"What?"
"I said let's take a break, like three times now" Jean replied impatiently.
"Oh, sorry, I was just... lost in thought..."
"Like I couldn't tell," Jean replied sarcastically. We skated off the rink and to the table to our group was at. I then looked at the clock and realized a whole hour had gone by.
"Well look at those two love birds," The muscular blonde guy teased.
"We're not like that!" I quickly blurted. I was pretty sure Jean didn't want people to think we were ''love birds", especially with someone like me.
"Oh my god! Shut up Reiner! For the last time Sasha just doesn't know how to skate!" Jean argued back.
"Well, it's a good thing you're not pining away over Mikasa," Ymir sneered. The Asian girl whom I assumed was Mikasa, looked up from where she was sitting, and shot a glare in our direction.
"I'm not into her, for the last fucking time!" Jean yelled back, although I could tell from his tomato red face, he was definitely lying. I suddenly felt some kind of sting in my chest, the same one I had felt earlier. I wasn't quite sure what it was, but it hurt a little. I was 90% it was just because I was hungry.
"Ummm, is there any food we can have?" I asked quietly.
"Well of course, there's food, it's Armin's birthday party after all." The short blonde girl with the bun replied.
"Really! Can we have some! I'm starved!"
"I suppose we can have the pizza now, Armin! Is it okay if we have the pizza now?" Reiner yelled toward Armin. Armin looked up, and replied,
"Well, I dunno where Connie is, but it's six now, I suppose we can have pizza." Holy crap, Connie still wasn't here! I had completely forgotten that Connie was no where to be seen (and slapped myself in the face for it), I guess I was having lots of fun here.
"Cool, I'll go buy some," Reiner said and with that, he and his tall friend went to the line where they could buy food. Armin and his friends dragged over a table so all ten of us could sit together. The whole group talked about something I couldn't catch on about, something about band camp I think. Armin thanked everyone for planning a surprise party for him. Armin mentioned that Eren was horrible at hiding the fact they were planning a surprise party, and he knew about it all along. Everyone around booed at Eren except for Mikasa, who argued that it wasn't Eren's fault. I was just waiting for the pizza to come, it was taking forever, I was starved. I then smelled the wonderful aroma of mozzarella cheese and pepperoni. I jumped up from my seat.
"PIZZA!" I shouted loudly. I was so ready to eat, I was so hungry!
"Hey! Calm down already! Apologize for knocking me over ya idiot!" Jean yelled back. I blushed, realizing what I had done. I guess I couldn't really hide my love for food from everyone.
"Sorry Jean, I couldn't help it! That's just how I am with food!" I exclaimed. He sighed, shook his head, and sat back down. Reiner put down the pizza on the table. His tall companion had plates and gave everyone a slice of pizza. Once I got my slice, I ate it within five seconds. I then saw everyone stare at me in awe and disgust.
"You practically inhaled that..." Reiner commented.
"Well, I wouldn't be Sasha Braus if I didn't eat pizza that fast," I replied with a grin.
"That's actually amazing, how do you even do that?!" Eren asked.
"That's what happens when you really love food, my friend," I gave Eren a wink. Everyone else continued to eat their pizza at what I considered turtle speed. Finally, when Eren, Armin and Mikasa were done with their pizzas, they went out to skate. Ymir and Krista left as well.
"Well, I'm going to skate again too. Wanna come with?" Jean asked as he stood up to throw out his trash.
"Yeah!" Jean took my hand, and we skated our way into the rink.
"So Jean," I started. We were now around the middle of the rink.
"Yeah?"
"You go to Survey Corps High, right? I've just never seen you around, so..."
"Well yeah, I've just been absent this whole week because I was down at my Grandma's. Doctors told us she doesn't have much longer to live, so my family went down to visit her" The hand that was interlocked with Jean's began to sweat. I didn't expect him to say that.
"I'm sorry," Wow. That was probably the most cliche thing I could say to him. But what else could I say?
"Don't apologize, it's not your fault. Besides, everyone has their time, you know? I'm glad she was able to live a long life, some people don't live that long." That was very true. My own mother had died when I was a small child, but that was something I wasn't going to mention now. I didn't want him to pity me. I hated when people pitied me.
"But onto a brighter topic now then, I want to know more about you, Sasha Braus, the girl who inhaled her pizza in lightning speed!" I laughed, and told him a little bit about myself and why I moved here, and what happened over this week. He listened attentively, occasionally making some sarcastic comments every so often. I was just so glad I could hang out with a guy like him. Sure, he made some rude sarcastic comments sometimes, but he seemed really nice at other times. He also told me about himself, how he had met his group of friends, and his horrible relationship with Eren. Our sweaty hands were held together the whole time.
We didn't even notice Connie had showed up.
So I'm sorry for the late update, there was Fourth of July and I went camping for a couple days. And this was a long chapter, so yeah. Originally, I wasn't going to end it here, but it got a little long, so I ended it here. The party will continue next chapter. I'm sorry for the crappy JeanXSasha, I'm so bad at fluff. And Springles fans, I'm sorry for JeanXSasha, I promise you, there will be more Springles, so don't ditch me just for the JeanXSasha! And finally, I'm sorry if Jean is a little OOC here, I'm not very good at writing Jean, Until next time!
Also, just another thing. I may combine chapter 1 and 2 just because it's bothering most of my chapters are about 2000 words long, and those two are only about 1000 words long.