Eren's POV

I paced up and down in my room with the phone in my hands, typing in the phone number that I found on the green tag. I really should have done that myself, my green tag was empty ever since I attached it to my bag. With a sigh I pressed call and held the phone up to my ear. It rang 3 times until someone picked up.

„Ackerman", a deep male voice answered the phone. That was the name written on the tag in a tiny, neat handwriting. No first name though.

„Ehh Jäger, h-hello", I stuttered. I hated having to call strangers.

„What do you want?" The man on the other end asked and my face went the shade of a tomato. I was glad he couldn't see me.

„I-I think we got our bags mixed up. I'm stuck with a bunch of stuff that isn't mine…" I answered, trying to sound as American as I could.

„So am I", he grunted. „I just hope you aren't too far away by now so we can meet up and switch them back."

„Where are you right now?"

„Indian Shores."

„I think that's not too far away from my place. Sorry, I just moved here…"

„Mhm."

An awkward silence started between us.

„So…" he started, sounding not at all amused.

„Um yes… is there like a place thats easy to find?" I asked, feeling more and more awkward.

„There's the bridge that leads to Indian Rocks, hard to miss. Meet me there in an hour. I need my stuff." He grunted and hung up.
Boy, that guy was unfriendly. He should be glad I called him, he would have had no chance to get his stuff back if I hadn't.
I took the bag and dragged it behind me out of my room.

„Where are you going?" Armin asked when I bumped into him as neither of us was really looking where we were going.

„Took the wrong bag" I muttered and Armin threw a look at the bag behind me.

„Looks just like yours… even the same brand and green tag."

„Yup. Gonna meet up with the guy who has mine in an hour at the bridge that leads to Indian Rocks."

„Did I hear Indian Rocks?" Mikasa's head peaked out of the room next to mine.

„Yeah. Wrong bag, random guy, gonna meet at the bridge in one hour." I explained and exhaled audibly.

„I'm coming with you!" my sister decided and adjusted her red scarf. I gave it to her as a welcome gift when she joined our family and she barely took it off.

„No no no, you unpack and get comfortable, I can manage that myself." I argued even though I knew it was of no use.

„No Eren! I'm coming with you, end of discussion!" She said and I accepted my defeat.
We asked Annie for help with the bus since we had no clue what we needed to do. She gave us her map and explained to us what we had to do and which bus we had to take. So my sister and I took the bag to the bus stop, waiting until a white bus pulled over to pick us up.

Levis POV

„Fuck's sake", I hissed and threw my phone on my bed as soon as the guy hung up. „Why always me?!"

As I was waiting, I was walking around my apartment, tidying up the already tidy living-room. I sat down on the couch and switched on the TV, watching some random crap about monkeys. A faint buzzing and a bell sound came from my bedroom and I remembered that I left my phone and didn't even text back Erwin.
Back on the couch with my phone I unlocked it and opened my messages, seeing that Erwin and Hanji both sent me a text.

Eyebrows: Any luck with your bag yet?

I sighed and texted back.

Levi: Yes, a guy called, gonna meet him in a few to swap bags.

Eyebrows: Glad to hear that. Please don't punch him though okay?

Levi: I'll try my best. Can't promise anything tho.

I subconsciously played with the safety pin attached to my lip with my tongue while I was texting, not noticing that it opened until it poked me in my chin.
„Ouuuch, fuck" I hissed, fumbled it closed again and focused back on my phone.

Shitty Glasses: Hey grumpy cat :D Beach tomorrow? Erwin and Petra will be there too, just to have a nice afternoon with some friends. You in?

I knew that even if I declined, she would find me and drag my ass to the beach, that crazy four eyed idiot.

Levi: You make it sound like I have a choice which I, knowing you, don't have. What time?

Shitty Glasses: Will pick you up at 2 PM, see ya tomorrow xox

Levi: I hate you.

Shitty Glasses: you know you love me HAHAHAHAH

Levi: I don't. Fuck you. See you tomorrow Four Eyes.

As soon as enough time had passed I took the bag, went outside to my black Toyota Pickup and tossed the bag in the back. I started the engine and headed towards the bridge. The stereo was connected to my phone and played Paint it Black, the only Rolling Stones song that I actually enjoyed and I quietly sang along what cheered me up just a tiny bit on this godforsaken day.

I parked my car in front of the bridge and got out, climbing on the back tire to retrieve the bag that had slid into the middle of the open trunk. Leaning against a pole next to the bridge that was holding a sign „Welcome to Indian Shores" I waited for the guy that called me to show up and bring me my bag.
It only took a few minutes of impatience and chewing on the safety pin on my lip until a white bus stopped at the bus stop and I could see two people with a black bag exiting the bus and making their way along the sidewalk, probably looking for me.

I straightened my back and squinted my eyes as they started walking towards me, trying to make out who they were since the sun was shining right into my eyes, making it almost impossible for me to see a thing. My eyes widened as they got close enough to recognize them and I almost wished for a car to come and run them over on the spot as they were in the middle of the road.

„No… Oh dear god not you!" I yelled out way too loud by accident. The two brats also seemed to have recognized me by now and I could see the boy stiffen and the girl switching into protective mode.

„M-Mister Ackerman…?" Eren (I finally decided to call them by their real names) stuttered, making me cringe at the overly german pronunciation of my name.

„Yes… Yay-gurr?", I huffed, stumbling over his name as I wanted to address him the same way he did. Damn it, that was embarrassing. I internally face palmed myself.

„It's Jäger, not Yay-Gurr", he corrected me and right away ducked his head seeing my gaze darken even more, if that was even possible.

„Tch. I don't give two shits, brat. Give me my bag!" I demanded and kicked his bag towards him with my shiny boot.

„It's a shame I have to share my last name with such a dick", Mikasa muttered, hoping I didn't hear it. But I did. Man, she was rude. But who am I to say that, I'm nothing better than her.

„What was that?!" I snapped at her and could see her twitch.

„N-nothing, that was nothing. Right, Mikasa?" Eren answered in her place and forced a laugh, his face turning a bright shade of red.

Cute…
Wait, what?
What the fuck was I thinking?
I shook my head slightly to get rid of that train of though, going unnoticed by the pair in front of me.
„My bag." I demanded once again and held out my hand.

„Oh oh yes, sure", the brunet's face turned even redder and he dragged my heavy bag up from behind him and handed it over to me.

„You should finally update the name tag on yours Mister Blank Blank, living in Blank", I hissed.

As I ripped the bag out of his grip, our hands touched ever so lightly yet I could still see that he shivered at the touch of my cold hand. My hands were always cold but I didn't mind. People always described me as cold from top to bottom, starting with my light grey eyes, continuing with my pale skin and ending with my coldhearted attitude I had towards literally everyone.
Turning around on my heels I stomped off towards my car and chucked my bag in the open trunk.„Thanks", I muttered, remembering my manners. Yes, I had manners. I may not seem like it but I'm not a total ass 24/7.