Blank Slates

by Mimi Paix

Levi Ackerman. Le-vi Ack-er-man. Levi Ackerman. It's all so fluid in my mind. All so clear. Perfect. I can imagine how smoothly they flow out of my mouth, barely skimming my lips and into the air. Such perfection, I cannot achieve.

4. Talk

So Eren was an artist. That's nice. "Anyways, on your schedule, it says that you have art!" He exclaimed. My gunmetal eyes made contact his lively ones.

"That means you'll be in the same class that you are in right now," He trailed off. "that also means you're in the same art period as I'm in!" I almost smiled. Almost. His happiness sure is contagious.

"Th-that's ni..ce," I murmured. Eren looked back at me like I was the definition of stupid. I rolled my eyes back at him. "The art teacher always comes at least fifteen minuted early," Eren continued. "You might get to meet her!"

"I-I'd rath-er not,"

"Come on, for me?"

"N-No,"

"Please?"

"N..o,"

"For me?"

"..."

"Awh, really Levi?"

"..."

I really just wanted to leave class; I wouldn't have to introduce myself. Actually, I could just ask Eren to ask the teacher to introduce me.

"E-Er..en?" I asked. "Yeah?" He replied "C-cou..ld y-you a-ask th-e tea...cher t-to in..tro..duce m-me?" I questioned. "Sure!" He enthusiastically answered.

Mainly dialogue but it's good, right? And for those who are here from Love Me, I'm gonna update that when I'm on break [next week] so expect 9 updates next week. I'll be trying to update that the entirety of next week so by 2 weeks I'll have a solid updating time. This fanfiction, I'll be updating every day to make up for short chapters.