Chapter 1
This was the day where everything started. The day that her world turned upside down and her life completely changed. And it started with the sun...
The morning beams of nature burned through her eyelids as she rose from her slumber. She yawned as she sat up in her bed, stretching her arms above her head. She reached to her bedside table to check her phone, but her eyes caught the clock instead.
"Oh shit!" She yelped. She threw her comforter off herself and scrabbled to her closet. "Levi!" she shouted, as she dug through her closet. She grabbed a plain black tank and jeans, some undergarments and a pair of socks. "LEVI!" she shouted again, desperately tugging her clothes on.
Just as she pulled her jeans on, her bedroom door opened.
"You called?" a male voice drawled. Mikasa turned to her door and glared.
"Levi, you ass, you know what time I had to wake up, why didn't you come and wake me?" Mikasa snapped, tugging on her socks. Levi rolled his eyes.
"Well, forgive me for think that my 18 year old sister is responsible enough to set an alarm and wake herself up," Levi said. Mikasa tsked.
"Whatever, can you please make me some toast or something so I don't have to wait until lunch, I won't have time," Mikasa asked more politely. She went on her hands and knees and grabbed her boots from under her bed.
"I guess so, you're lucky I already ahead, at least I can do something right," Levi said, walking out of her room.
"Sorry," Mikasa mumbled, strapping her boots in place. Levi turned his head.
"I know," Levi said, before walking out.
Mikasa charged down the stairs and entered the living room. She gathered all her things, to textbooks, notebooks, pens and everything she needed. Afterwards, she hurried to the kitchen, where she saw Levi pouring honey on her peanut butter toast, just how she liked it. Mikasa checked her phone and grunted in frustration.
"Hurry, I need to go," Mikasa said impatiently.
"Do you want this toast or not?" Levi said. He put the toast on a piece of paper towel and handed it to her. "Eat it in the car, I'll drive you and then pick you up," Levi explained, grabbing his car keys.
"Where are mom and dad?" Mikasa asked as they headed out the door to the garage.
"Already left, like they told you last night, if you'd been listening," Levi said, unlocking his mustang.
"I was, I just forgot. I was just dwelling on today. It's not every day you start university you know," Mikasa said, climbing into the passenger seat. Levi got into the drivers and started the ignition.
"You're gonna be fine, this is the most important day of your life," Levi said, pulling out of the garage.
"No, the most important day will be when I graduate. But that won't happen if I am not there for the opening ceremony," Mikasa said. Levi pulled out of the driveway and they were on there way.
Mikasa ate her toast silently and stared out the car window. Levi glanced at her.
"Nervous?" he asked. Mikasa shook her head.
"Not really, it's been my dream to go to this school ever since I started high school. I'm more excited if anything," Mikasa explained.
"Not that I didn't believe you couldn't do it, but it's great that you got in. My little sister is all grown up," Levi teased.
"Shut up, I'm not that little anymore," Mikasa playfully glared.
"That may be, but I still remember when you used to run around the house naked after your baths," Levi reminisced.
"Hey! You are terrible, why would you bring that up at a time like this?!" Levi chuckled.
At last they arrived at their destination. Mikasa's eyes widened at the glamorous exterior at her new university.
"You have everything, right?" Levi asked. When he didn't get a response he looked at the teen. "Mikasa?" Levi said. She turned.
"What? Oh, yeah, I have everything," she said, turning back to the window. "It's huge..."
"One of the biggest campuses in the country, of course it is," Levi said.
"Don't sass me," Mikasa shook her head, and opened up the door to grab her duffel bag and backpack from the trunk. Grabbing both, she faced the building again and couldn't help the small smile to take over. "It's just so beautiful..."
"Yeah, it is that," Levi agreed. Mikasa started to walk away taking in the castle of a place. "Okay then, bye I guess. You're welcome by the way," Levi said. Mikasa turned and raised an eyebrow. She put her duffel down and walked back over to give her brother a rare hug, which surprised even him.
"Thank you," she said, and let go. She waved and grabbed her duffel and hurried into the front gates of the college. Levi waved and sighed.
"Proud of you, Mika..." he murmured. He waited until she was out of sight, before climbing back into his car and driving away.
Music echoed throughout the campus and the air smelled of barbecue. Tents and students scattered throughout the giant courtyard. The building was massive. It looked like a castle out of a fairy tale. With towering pillars and towers, windows and red brick adorned the university. Each section held a subject of a certain type of art. Top left was the music section, bottom left held the artist students, top right was for the students interested in the dramatic arts like acting and theater, and finally, bottom right was dedicated to computer tech and animation creations.
Mikasa weaved through the crowd with a piece of paper in her hand. The paper held all the information for her first day at Trost University. It tells her which tent to meet her classmates at, her locker number and combination, also her room numbers for certain classes. Mikasa was studying the likes of music. She loved to sing, and dance also. She had a total of 4 classes to study. Dance class, songwriting, musical theater and guitar practice. Mikasa has had a dream of being a famous singer ever since she learned how. Her very purpose of life was to fulfill her dream of singing for big crowds.
"Where is it?" Mikasa mumbled. She looked back at the paper. She was to meet at Tent #4, but couldn't find it for the life of her. "Whoa!" Mikasa cried out, when her duffel bumped into someone. She tripped, but managed to catch herself, but unfortunately, she knocked the person's books on the ground. "Shit, I'm sorry," Mikasa apologized and knelt down to help pick them up.
"It's fine, I already did the same thing, but he had coffee in his hand," the person laughed nervously. Mikasa laughed a little also, and stood up. The person she bumped into was female. Her hair was golden blonde and her eyes a crystalline blue. Her face was kind of angelic. Mikasa handed her, her books back.
"Sorry again," she said. The girl smiled and took them.
"It's fine, I'm Historia by the way," the girl held out her hand.
"Mikasa," Mikasa shook her hand.
"Nice to meet you, what tent are you at?" Historia asked.
"Well, I haven't got there yet, but Tent #4," Mikasa said, handing her her paper. Historia smiled brightly.
"Wow, what a coincidence! You are pretty much taking all the classes I am, except instead of guitar I'm taking piano," Historia said. Mikasa couldn't help but smile in return. Meeting someone right off the bat was one thing, but finding out that she had about the same schedule really took the weight of meeting people on purpose off her shoulders.
"It was fate," Mikasa agreed.
"Wanna walk to the tent together? We look like we both could use the help," Historia offered. The blackette nodded, and together they continued the hunt.
Tent #4 was located at the front of the school and Mikasa couldn't help but frown at the amount of people gathered around it. That many people studied music?
"Mikasa, are you alright? You look troubled," Historia said concerned.
"Not troubled, it's just..." she turned to the blonde. "That's a lot of people," she said. "In high school I didn't have many friends, I just didn't have time for them. I only cared about keeping my grades up so I could win a scholarship to this school. I guess, you could call it isolation. I'm not much of a people person," Mikasa explained. Historia smiled sadly.
"Don't worry Mikasa, with all the excitement going on, not many people will be focusing on making friends. Besides, if we stick to the back of the group, we can stay out of crowd," Historia said. Mikasa looked at her in surprise.
"We?" Mikasa asked.
"What? You think I would let you walk by yourself? You're my friend and I want to experience this all with you," Historia then looked troubled. "Oh, sorry, unless you don't want to. If you want to walk alone that's fine-"
"Thank you, Historia. I would really like to walk with you," Mikasa smiled. Historia easily returned it.
"Alright students! All those who are in Tent #4 gather around," a feminine voice called. Mikasa and Historia joined the group that had gathered around a brunette with glasses. "My name is Zoe Hange and I am your main music professor/director. I will be in charge of assigning dorms for those of you who have rented, and I am in charge of marks, attendance, uniform assigning, and pretty much everything. I guess you could call me your school mother. Don't actually though..." The students looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "Anyway! Welcome to Trost University, you have all worked very hard to be here and I will make sure you have a fantastic first day. There are no classes today, those start tomorrow, but the importance of today can't be overstated. So let me tell you the plan."
"She's really enthusiastic," Historia murmured to Mikasa. The teen couldn't help but agree.
"First, we are going to tour the music section of the university which is on the top left. Also the most beautiful section if you ask me. After that, the students who are staying in the dorms will come with me and you can get settled in while the others stay in the study court and have a coffee or something. There is a male dorm and a female dorm and each have their perks. Once that is finished we will find your lockers, and then finally we will all gather back in the courtyard at noon to have lunch, sound like a plan?" The group cheered and Hange smiled. "Awesome! Let's get this started!"