A/N: sorry for the slow build you guys. this is a rather uneventful/short (but necessary) chapter. it's still going to be a few more chapters before Eren/Levi realize who they've been texting. I want it to get as bad as possible first. :D

Also, just so that you know, this was betaed by my super sick beta: Sakura! Sakura has asked for feedback. I know you guys haven't seen the original version, but I think a lot of the phrasing is better. Hopefully, you guys feel the same! Please say thanks to Sakura too :D.

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As usual, Eren and Jean stopped in their little alleyway to smoke before Eren had to go off to his job in the campus Copy Center.

"God, I hate him so fucking much. He's so prissy and French, and such a fucking ass," Eren took a drag. All of this was made worse by the fact that Eren himself found Levi attractive.It would have been better if Levi were an ugly guy who Eren could just entirely hate. He hated French class so much.

Jean didn't show much pity though, "To be fair, Eren, you were asleep in class."

Eren glared at him and handed Jean the joint.

"What were you dreaming about anyway? Sounded like a sex dream. You totally moaned loud enough for the whole class to hear. Some hot guy on your mind?" Jean winked at Eren.

Eren snatched the joint back and took a long drag before Jean had the chance to take a hit.

"Hey! Share." It was Jean's joint after all. He did all of the supplying for the two of them, but Eren occasionally bought dinner for the two of them to even them out.

"Not if you're going to be an ass." Thankfully, the high was starting to take away some of Eren's embarrassment about the situation. If the whole shenanigans with Levi hadn't been bad enough, apparently he had moaned in his sleep? "Shit."Eren thought. But, he had been dreaming about that Craigslist guy. 4:00 PM could not come fast enough. Normally, Eren was just excited to be off of work early, but this time he had something even better to go home to tonight.

He passed the joint back to Jean, who took a long drag, "Seriously though, you should get more sleep. We really don't want to fail that class again, and our first midterm is coming up next week."

Required classes for De Anza could be weird with regards to testing. A midterm by nature should happen just once and only in the middle of the quarter, not at De Anza though and especially not for fucking language classes. For science and language classes, people were lucky if they only had two midterms. French had three midterms and one final, which were evenly spread across the quarter. Last quarter, Eren had gotten a C on the first midterm, but he hadn't really studied. It was his first quarter of college after all, and he had taken French previously, so he figured he'd be fine. Levi's tests were practically impossible though.

Eren frowned, "Yeah, whatever."

"You know he's going to probably throw a pop-quiz in beforehand too."

Eren sighed. He hated pop-quizzes more than he hated midterms. They were so fucking unfair. People should be able to study for tests.

"I'll see if I can get Armin to tutor me this weekend," Armin was in like French 100 or whatever at Stanford. Armin had a knack for languages, as he wanted to study abroad in Europe and travel all around, he was always saying things about seeing the ocean and the rest of the world. He always harassed Eren about school and how he knew that if Eren tried, he would do better.

They had just about finished the joint, and when Eren checked his phone, he saw that it was time for him to get to work. He also saw that there was a new message from L, "Looking forward to this afternoon, sexy as hell. I know you said to call you, E, but you really are sexy as hell to me."

Eren flushed slightly as he walked to work, and felt his pants tighten. Just seeing a text message from L brought back his memories from last night of the video that L had sent him.

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