Chapter 4
The four girls observed each other.
Annie Leonhart was a frosty blonde with eyes like blue winter ice. Her complexion was pale, and her face was very unique. Ymir was almost the opposite. She was much taller, a little taller than Mikasa, and she had cocoa brown hair and piercing hazel eyes. Her face had freckles adorning it and she looked very smug. They didn't have faces of trustworthy classmates, but they didn't act hostile.
Ymir and Annie observed their band members. Historia Reiss was a golden blonde with eyes like the sky. Her face was flawless without any effort. Her stature was slim and small, but her presence was big. Mikasa Ackerman somehow was a cross between the Devil and a goddess. She had shadow black hair and eyes like hot mercury. She was intimidating and innocent looking. She was curvy with a pale white complexion that suited her nicely. They both seemed comfortable in their own skin, but stood on guard.
"So," Ymir finally spoke. "We should start brainstorming ideas for our band name." When she spoke, the tension broke and conversation had started.
"Right, so our group is made up of all girls, in fact, we are the only girl group, so we should do something that represents that," Historia said, grabbing a scrap of lined paper.
"'Girl Band'?" Annie suggested.
"Real original…" Mikasa muttered.
"Original, but not "us"," Historia said. Annie shrugged.
"Only a thought, and I heard that, you little minx," Annie scowled at Mikasa, who, in return, glared.
"Wait, Annie, what did you just say?" Historia asked.
"I heard that, you little minx?" she repeated.
"Yes, that!" A moment of silence went by.
"Pardon?" Ymir asked.
"Don`t you girls see? Little Mix! That's our band name!" The other three girls exchanged looks.
"Little Mix," Ymir said, testing the sound.
"It certainly has a ring to it," Mikasa said.
"I like it," Annie agreed.
"Little Mix it is then." The blonde stood up to confirm their group name with Petra.
As Historia did that, Ymir turned to the other two and rolled her eyes.
"Would you two cut it out?" Mikasa and Annie were looking at each other with challenging stares, but broke off when Ymir spoke.
"What?" they both asked.
"If we are going to be in a group together, we are going to have to get along, so I suggest you make up now, before you do something you will both regret." Annie and Mikasa gave a look of defeat.
"You're right…" Mikasa said. Annie nodded in agreement and Historia came and sat back down.
"Alright, Ms. Ral knows our band name and now we should start working on our first song. We are to perform it next week in the auditorium for the whole class," Historia explained.
"Okay, so the only thing we have to do is write an amazing song and perform it," Ymir clapped her hands. "Simple."
"Not so fast, what are we going to write about?" Mikasa asked. A beat of silence passed, until Annie spoke.
"Well, since we are the only girl band, maybe we should represent girl power?" The girl's faces went from thoughtful to surprised.
"That's perfect!" Historia said, delighted.
"It's a great concept, we could stand up for women and girls everywhere," Mikasa added. "Good job, Annie." Ymir smiled pointedly, and Mikasa just rolled her eyes.
Throughout the whole class, the 4 girls wrote down ideas and lyrics for their first song. When Annie had suggested they represent girl power, they decided to do a song revolving around the main thing girls struggle with every day…who they are. But these 4 women are going to teach them to express themselves the right way.
"Alright," Historia said, as the bell rung and students started packing up. "Do you want to meet for lunch today and discuss more ideas?"
"Sounds good, I have my drumming class at 1:15 so should we say 12?" Ymir asked.
"That's when my piano class ends so it works," Historia agreed. Mikasa and Annie both nodded, and it was settled. "Meet at the front gates," Historia said, and hurried off to her next class.
"I will see you girls at 12," Ymir said, shouldering her back pack. When Ymir left, Annie and Mikasa packed up their things. Annie walked to the door, but hesitated before walking out. She turned back to the blackette.
"Mikasa." Said girl looked at her. "It…was really nice to meet you." Annie gave a small smile, and Mikasa returned it easily.
"Yeah, you too, Annie." The blonde waved and took off.
Mikasa sat alone in the indoor courtyard scrolling through her phone. She was also thinking about her plans that she had with Eren that night. She didn't want to look too much into it, but she couldn't help it.
Is this a date? She asked herself that whenever she didn't have anything else to think about. Mikasa tried to talk herself into believing that he was just a roommate. But, Mikasa thought, he went through the effort of apologizing; twice, might I'd add. Mikasa sighed and clicked her phone off. What is wrong with me? I guarantee he isn't even attracted to me.
"God, I'm so attracted to her," Eren put his face in his hands. The tall blackette smiled.
"What's the big deal, Eren? So what if you are attracted to her? Go for it," he said.
"That's rich coming from a guy who stares at Annie Leonhart all day and doesn`t even grow the balls to talk to her." Eren scowled at his friend. Bertoldt's face reddened.
"Excuse me, but I don't stare at her all day, we are in completely different sections of the campus." Bertoldt crossed his arms over his chest. Eren tsked and continued his sketch of a bridge over the ocean. "Regardless, I've never known you to like someone, let alone as them out. I guess college really suits you," Bertoldt continued.
"I get it, it's a big deal. Eren Jaeger is on a new path and someone needs to mark it on the calendar. Doesn't mean I want to hear about it," Eren said, bitterly.
"And you wonder why you can't get a girlfriend, not even in elementary school…" Bertoldt muttered.
"Hey!" Eren snapped. "I could get a girlfriend if I wanted to, I just wanted to wait until I found the right girl."
"And you think Mikasa is the one?" Eren went quiet, and then shrugged.
"I don't know, I'm doing what I always do, act with instinct instead of my head," Eren explained.
"Cause that never failed you before," Bertoldt muttered.
"You say something?"
"I said, 'good luck'." The green-eyed teen gave him a pointed look, but let it go.
"I'm going to need it…"