POV Levi

I deep sigh escapes me when the bell signals the end of the school day.

Fucking finally.

The day had been torturous. Everywhere I went there was someone staring at me. Especially a group of girls that would giggle obnoxiously when I walk past. The first time it had happened I had heard one of them say something about trashy piercings. Twisting the piercing in my cheek with my pointer finger and thumb, I had bowed my head and walked quickly to class.

When I got to my class, I had regretted not having the guts to say something. What would I have even said, though? Oh please stop ridiculing me, I do it enough on my own. Ah, yes! Then they'd definitely stop laughing at me...Whatever. I don't need they're respect. It's over for now, anyway. Now, I can go home and berate my fraternal twin Hanji for not being here with me.

She hadn't come today because she was bringing her things from our old home to our new one. Our mother had insisted that I start today seeing as all my stuff had been brought yesterday. Hanji should be done with that all by now, though...

After stopping at my locker, I leave for the parking lot. Instead of taking the bus home, I send Hanji a quick text to come and pick me up. It's only a short ten seconds before she's texting me back.

Hanji:

Don't fret! For I am on my way, my short lil bunny-baby!

3:05 p.m.

This bitch.

Levi:

I told you to stop calling me that, four-eyes!

And hurry up, I feel like everyone is staring at me.

3:06 p.m.

I let out a deep sigh before pocketing my phone. I look toward where the bus pulls up next to the sidewalk for students to board. I spot Eren where he stands next to the bus, staring over in my direction. I feel my face heat up when I smile weakly at him from my spot across the parking lot. He gives my a bright smile in return before boarding the bus with the girl who had called me adorable. My face heats up more thinking back on the moment.

My phone buzzes from it's place in my back pocket. I pull it out with a sigh, preparing myself for the inevitable ridiculousness that is Hanji.

Hanji:

It's probs just your killer bunny looks.

3:17 p.m.

What even?

I hear Hanji's car before I see it. She's blaring a song by Of Mice & Men from their newest album. I narrow my eyes in irritation at her when she pulls up next to me, she went through my CD's again.

"I told you to leave my CD's alone, Hanji." I muttered irritably before climbing into her rusty, blue truck.

"Aww! But, Levi, you have all the good ones!" She whines, pulling out of the parking lot.

"I don't care. You broke my Mayday Parade CD last time! You've been banished from my music!" I cross my arms and poke my tongue out at her because I'm mature like that.

She stares at me for a moment . Without warning, she swiftly turns the wheel to the right and back, harshly slamming me into the car door.

"Oww!" I whine, loudly. "Hanji, what the fuck!" I rub my shoulder where it had hit the door.

She cackles at my childish grumbling, speeding up the truck. "No one banishes me!" She let's out another string of crazy laughter before turning up the stereo.

What the fu-

"You're crazy and I don't know where you get it from."

"Mom."

"What?"

"Madre."

"But, mom's not…" I pause, thinking back to the time our mother tried to clean the cat by vacuuming the poor thing. She still has the scars. Shuddering, I mutter, "Never mind."

"Yep!" She pulls up into the driveway of our new home. It's a red, victorian style building. It looks like something out of painting. Gorgeous. Victorian buildings always appealed to me, seeming so mysterious. Like, there's something hidden inside, just waiting to be sought out. I had been overjoyed when mom told me I could help pick our new home. I had fallen in love the moment I set eyes on the castle like house.

I hop out of the truck before Hanji, evading the question I know is coming. I try to run up to the door in an ill-fated attempt to escape Hanji, who chases after me like a dog.

"Why do you always run from me, Lee-lee!" She laughed as she tackles me to the ground, I scream on the way down. Curse my short legs!

"Hanji!" I drag out her name in a whine.

"Let's hang out tonight, Levi!" She yells, ecstatically from her where he straddles me, holding my arms down. And there it is.

"No! Never again! You're evil! You dyed my hair purple last time!"

"Aww! But, Lee-lee!"

"Kids?" We both look up toward the door where our mother stands. Her brown hair is tied back in a bun messily, bangs hanging down over her eyes. She looks so much like Hanji. Or, rather, Hanji looks like her.

Hanji had taken our mother, while I took after our father. So, I've heard. We've never really met him. Don't want too. Our mother had gotten pregnant young, father-dearest planned on staying but the minute he heard the word twins, he had skipped town. Left our mother to take care of us on her own.

We don't like to talk about, it's just an uncomfortable topic. To think that our father doesn't even want us? We aren't good enough for someone who's never met us. It's not like we needed him anyway, we turned out just fine without him. Maybe even better than we would have with him.

"Yes, mom?" Hanji and I say in union.

"Why?" She says exasperated.

Hanji jumps up from her position above me. "Levi won't hang out with me!" She shouts, pointing accusingly at me.

"You're crazy!" I yell, pointing back at her.

"Can you blame him?" I hear mom mutter.

Hanji gasps, raising her arm to point at our mother. "Treason." She roars.

"T'is not treason, my silly little psychopath." Mom replies, holding her arms out as if to hug Hanji's crazy away. If only… "Levi, hang out with your sister tonight. Hanji, no hair dye." She turns to walk back into the house before stopping and walking back briskly. "Or experiments involving acidic liquids!" With that, she turns back to the house.

Hanji grins down at me. Sneering back up at her, I stand up from my place on the ground. "Now I'm covered in dirt and it's all your fault." I complain.

"Aww, Levi! Come on! You use to love rolling in the mud!" She comes up behind me and places her grimy hands on my shoulders. "I still have the pictures of your naked butt playing in the mud." She whispers. My eyes widen.

"Mom said she burned those pictures." I whisper in horror.

"That's what she said! But, really she saved them for a time when I would need them most!" She skips past me, up to the door. "Come on! We're staying in your room tonight!"

I'm going to kill her.

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"Hanji, stop."

"Stop what?"

"Stop wh- STOP BOUNCING!" Promptly after entering my room, the crazy bitch decided to jump onto my bed and bounce like fucking rabbit all over it.

"Oh, but, Levi! You're bed is so soft!" She drags out my name whilst sagging down to my bed. "Your room is so cute. So, unlike you." I click my tongue on the roof of my mouth in mock annoyance.

My room is pretty odd for a 17 year old boy, I suppose. The walls may be black but, there is a wide assortment of pink.

I like pink. I don't know why, I just do.

My bed is round with sheets and fuzzy pillows that are black with pink polka-dots. My blankets are also black but with pink flowering designs on them. My fuzzy carpet a darker pink than the ones of my curtains of the two windows, a pink similar to the shade of the carpets. The dresser, packed bookshelves, and desk are all black with light pink floral patterns

Okay, so it's really odd for 17 year old boy. The only remotely normal thing would be the band posters hung in a simple pattern above my bed.

"Cute my ass." I say, plopping down face first onto the bed.

"Yeah, that's pretty cute, too." She reaches over and slaps my ass, hard.

"Hanji!" I shriek because, shit, that hurt.

She giggles like a maniac. "Oh, look! It jiggled!"

I reach back and cover my butt with my hands. "Quit touching my booty cheeks!" I screech in a mature manner.

"Butt touch." She attempts to poke my ass through my fingers but I slap them away before she can.

"So, hey! Did you meet any cute boys today?" Pushing her glasses back up her nose, she plants herself in front of me. Elbows on the bed, hands holding up her head.

"I- what? No!" I feel my face heat up at the thought of Eren defending me earlier. Pulling on my lip piercings, I chew at them nervously.

"Oh my gosh, you did! Is he cute? Ah well, of course he is. Is he tall? Wait, everyone is tall to you! Smart? Athletic? Sweet?" By now her face is a mere centimeter from mine.

I cover my face with my hands. "I said I didn't have a crush."

"Ah! A crush." She crushes my face to her chest. "My lil bunny baby has his first crush!" I groan.

"Ya know…" She pulls away slowly, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "When I had my first crush, I named my dildo after him. Oh Bean.." She whispers wistfully. My eyes pop open in disgust. I shove her away.

"Hanji! Ew. I don't want to know about the things you stick in your vagina."

"Please!" She waves her hand dismissively. "It's not like I don't know what you stick up your-"

"Stop." I cover my ears with my hands, my face going red. I am not talking about this with her of all people. There's no way she could know about that, anyway! How would she?!

Wait.

CDs. She goes through my stuff.

No…!

"I even know where you hide yours!" She leaps over to my night stand. Oh god, she knows.

I spring up on her back before she can pull the drawer open. "You must never see!"

"Oh but I have already, dear brother!" She laughs. We roll around for a long while, knocking pillows on the floor as we go. Finally, we stop when she is on top of me for the second time today. "It's long~ It's glass~ It's pink and fades into translucent and I'm totally freaking jealous!" She pauses her mocking, confusion flashing in her eyes. "Really, Levi. Where'd you get the money for something so...fancy?"

"Fuck you! I work!" I shove her backward and sit up. "And stay out of my shit!"

"Ooh touchy." She leans in close. "You could name it after him, ya know." She's whispers, teasingly.

She's so dead.