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A/n: Hello again! I am sorry for not updating. I decided to update more frequently by writing less for each chapter. I would rather give something for you guys to enjoy than have you wait a long time. Enjoy and review!
The Transferee
Ch. 2
The pair walked to the correct row of lockers- Armin leading, with the raveonette trudging a few steps behind. Sometime during the journey, Levi's agitated state resulted in the map's demise. It was now crumpled; tossed into one of the garbage bins with frustration.
As they walked through the halls, Levi observed that the school's lockers were all white and stacked in columns of two.
How original.
Shortly after ascending a flight of stairs, Armin stopped Levi in front of a locker, with the number sequence "6326" stark against its painted surface.
"Here's your locker," the blond exclaimed cheerfully, gesturing towards the compartment with a wave of his hand.
"Great," Levi deadpanned. He then quickly entered his passcode to store a few notebooks, pens, pencils, and other miscellaneous items. Just as he finished sorting through his belongings, the bell rang and signaled the start of the next class.
The raveonette's eyes flicked up at the loudspeaker, narrowing at the evidence of his tardiness. His patience was running dangerously low. Even the smallest action - perhaps, an ignorant fly buzzing past his face - would send him over the edge. Despite this, his iron grip on the locker's door was, so far, the only indication of his internally-built mountain of frustration.
"Class started, by the way," Armin warned Levi, whose eyes had closed in an attempt to suppress his anger.
After a drawn-out exhale, Levi let go of his grip on his locker and furiously turned around. The transferees eyes flared; his eyebrows were raised, his presence radiated anger. Armin's face coated in fear as he quickly realized the redundancy of his previous comment.
"No fucking shit!" Levi exploded at the senior class secretary, clearly startling the innocent boy. "Tell me, Captain Obvious," he demanded as he stepped up to face Armin, "got anything more to say?"
Armin looked into the enraged boy's eyes, his body frozen in place. Levi's eyes were full of pure resentment and annoyance. The blonde began to tremble as he felt his palms grow sweaty. Armin's focus directed at the floor to escape the raveonette's condescending stare. Reflecting on his past three years of high school, Armin had never met anyone who could express such a degree of exasperation, especially not towards him. The senior class secretary knew that he was in the wrong.
I should hurry and apologize, he thought frantically.
Armin tentatively looked up to face the transferee's scathing glower, doing his best to show sincerity.
"Look, Levi. I- I'm very sorry for stating the obvious," he began. "It was… stupid of me."
Levi observed Captain Obvious's attempt to make amends. Armin clenched his shaking hands together and averted his gaze yet again, in fear of Levi's next words.
A perfunctory, but audible "tch" was the transferee's only response.
So, I guess this is the type of brat he is. The book-smart kid who does anything to keep everyone happy.
A long sigh escaped Levi's mouth as he pushed his locker closed.
"Just take me to my next class," he grumbled. The raveonette glanced at the clock on the wall above the lockers, then pointed at Armin's badge.
"I'm exactly seven minutes late, but the teacher may forgive me if I drag you along, Senior Class Secretary," Levi scoffed. A relieved smile appeared on Armin's face.
Usually, when a student walks into class late, a routine occurs which every student knows by heart. First, whatever was happening in the class (whether it be the teacher talking or students working) is brought to a sudden halt. All pairs of eyes are then fixed on the tardy student while he or she stands awkwardly still. After that very moment, the student meekly offers an apologetic nod and sits at their desk, all the while under the displeased watch of the teacher. Eventually, everything returns to normal and class resumes.
Unfortunately for Levi Ackerman, such was not the case. Instead of entering the class and awkwardly standing in place, the teacher rose from his desk and acknowledged the pair.
"It's great to see you again, Armin," the man said, greeting Armin with a handshake.
The shorter blonde smiled and returned the handshake. "It's great to see you too, Mr. Zacharias."
"And who might this fine gentleman be?" Mr. Zacharias questioned while glancing above Armin to subtly nod at Levi. Levi returned the gesture and responded:
"Lev-"
"Levi Ackerman!" interjected the cheerful senior class secretary.
Levi's eyes darted to the back of the rude blonde's head. His stare almost burning a hole through. The annoying enthusiastic student was now a top candidate to be added onto the transferee's murder list. Luckily for Armin, the teacher came to his rescue.
"Well Mr. Ackerman, I assume this is the first time we've met."
"Yes it is. I just transferred this year."
"Great to meet you then. Now please take a seat so we can start."
A confused Levi scanned the classroom and realized that most of the students were either conversing or doing other things. He turned around and glanced at the clock above the door which indicated that class was supposed to start seven minutes ago. Armin tapped on his shoulder and nodded towards Mr. Zacharias's podium.
"Please take a seat Levi. As the senior class secretary I'm supposed to give an announcement before class starts."
Levi shrugged, mumbling a "whatever" as he took a seat at the back of the room.
Armin stepped to the front of the class and began speaking. "Hi! My name is Armin Arlert and I am this year's Senior Class Secretary. There are many exciting things I want to share with you all so please stay quiet and listen."
Despite Armin's undeniable enthusiasm and dedication as a member of the student council, the attention given to him quickly faded. Some students began to slowly fall asleep while others were occasionally looking out the windows to cure their boredom. As for Levi, he was spinning his blue pen between his fingers to suppress the dead vibe that Armin unintentionally created. Surprisingly, Mr. Zacharias was comfortably sitting at his desk while watching the senior class secretary speak. Soon enough, the bored transferee began to plot the murder of Armin every second his speech continued. He ultimately decided to rest his arms and head on the desk to take a quick nap.
If that blonde brat keeps talking for more than five minutes, his corpse will definitely be found lying in the hallway with a knife through his back.
Three minutes later, Armin's boring ass speech finally finished.
"...and that is all. Thank you guys for listening!"
The secretary then slowly opened the door to leave. But not before turning around and announcing the only piece of information Levi would retain.
"Don't forget that there is a student council meeting today after school. Please come if you are interested in joining or wanting to meet new people!"
He then finally left.
Soon after the blonde's departure, Mr. Zacharias grabbed his laptop and stood up to commence class with a grin. "Alright, since it's the first day of school I'll just take attendance and go over the syllabus."
Hearing the word "attendance" woke Levi from his nap and he looked around the room to make sure that stubborn oriental wasn't there to make a scene again. After confirming her absence the raveonette glanced towards the clock above the door.
"Another whole damn hour until lunch," he grumbled while Mr. Zacharias' spoke in the background.
Two grueling classes and a headache from a particular oriental girl later, the raveonette transferee walked to the cafeteria while carrying a brown lunch sack. Lunch was Levi's most tolerable period of school because he had thirty minutes all to himself to eat and rest in peace. At his previous high school the rooftop was his place of solidarity and calmness to rest during lunch. Unfortunately, it seemed life had decided for Levi to find a different location of comfort as he found the door to the rooftop locked. Of course a locked door was not a problem for the raveonette to open but he decided against it. Instead, the transferee returned to the cafeteria only to be approached by a familiar overly friendly blonde.
"Hey Levi!" Armin cheerfully says while waving his hand above his head. "Do you have someone to eat lunch with?"
The raveonette shrugs and nonchalantly replies, "I guess not."
"Okay then. You can have lunch with me and my friends!" the Senior Class Secretary enthusiastically states as he ushers levi towards a table.
The raven black and blonde hair duo approach a circular table with students sat around while eating their lunch. The transferee was definitely not thrilled to have to talk to more people he didn't need to.
Fuck me. Is that the one kid with the horse face I talked to in literature? It is, damn it. Shitty chatter box almost made my patience run dry.
Before Levi could rethink his decision of breaking the lock and eating at the rooftop, Armin smiled and introduced the transferee to his friends.
The raveonette stood still wearing an apathetic expression while the blonde said, "This is Levi and he just transferred to our school this year. Please try to be nice to him and help him with anything he needs."
A banal response of "hi" and "welcome" were given to Levi as he simply gave a curt nod and sat down to unpack his lunch sack. After about ten minutes of eating and small talk, the transferee learned the strangers names. Levi remembered that the bald kid was Connie and the girl eating bunch of potatoes was Sasha. Unsurprisingly, even the other students teased Jean for having a face that resembles a horse so his name was easy to remember. Annie was the quiet blonde with ice cold eyes sitting next to two tall boys. Bertholdt was the friendly one with black hair and Reiner was the big one with an obnoxious personality. Undoubtedly the stereotypical jock in Levi's mind.
The transferee was surprised to meet people who didn't completely piss him off, but of course life was a dick. In the corner of his eyes he could spot two very familiar tardy students walking to the table.
"Hey Eren and Mikasa!" Armin happily says as he stands up and greets his friends with hugs. While the Senior Class Secretary is liberally greeting his two friends, Levi watches and cringes.
If that brat ever tries to hug me, I will shove this sandwich up his ass.
As expected, the raveonette is then introduced to the blonde hug machine's two best friends.
"Nice to meet you," greets the lazy green eyed child with a casual smile by which Levi responds by nodding. On the other hand, dark blue eyes met grey ones once more with menacing glares from which each owner would not back down. Armin and the rest of the students began to feel the building tension between the raveonettes. As everybody didn't have a clue what to to do, Eren chose to be the one to break it up.
Eren first shakes his adopted sister's shoulder and asks her, "what's the matter Mikasa?" Mikasa doesn't respond to her worried brother and continues to glare at the transferee. So he turns to Levi for an answer.
"Hey Levi, what's your problem?" Eren asks.
Levi ignores the green eyed brat and goes for an insult. "Was the morning not enough for you?"
"What do you mean?" replies the taller raveonette implying caution.
Levi continues his assault on the oriental with a sarcastically condescending tone. "Is that why you are also late to lunch so you could fuck your boy toy again?" At this point, the transferee knew that Mikasa was very sensitive and protective of her stupid brother. It was entertaining for Levi to play around with overly protective people, especially this one.
"Don't you insult my brother or I will beat you," Mikasa warns the transferee with a dark expression and clenched fists.
Levi gives a quick smirk and returns her dark expression with amusement in his eyes. "Try me, Ackerman" he retorts all knowing that she will lose all her control.
The pretty but deadly raveonette suddenly lunges at the arrogant shorty with a right fist aiming for his face, but he simply grabs her fist and shoves her arm back. Mikasa would have gone for another attack if not for them to be separated by Eren and the other members at the table. Then a male student with ash blond hair and a female student with red-brown hair quickly grabbed Levi and took him away before teachers came.