Armin was sitting in Eren's room at his and Mikasa's place. For the rest of the week he was wondering what was wrong with Annie. He knew she said she was fine, but he was good at reading people and by the way she looked, she was obviously not okay. Eren invited Armin over to take his mind off it, but it wasn't helping much.

"Hey, Armin! Stop dying!" Eren yelled. They were playing Call of Duty (Eren's choice) and Armin was so distracted he had died about twenty times. "What's up? Are you still thinking about that Annie girl?"

Armin sighed and tried to kill player Jerson on the game, but got blown up instead by MarcusRox. The game ended and Eren took them to the game lobby. He turned around to see Armin completely. "Armin, just forget about her. She obviously doesn't want to talk to anyone. Just leave her alone."

The blonde boy put down his controller and leaned back on his chair. "Thats the thing. I cant."

Mikasa, who was sitting quietly on her laptop on the bed, looked up from the screen and stared at Armin. "You don't like her, do you? She isn't a good influence for you."

The blonde boy scoffed. "Of course not! And what do you mean by that?"

"Well," she sat up, "she's in my class for gym, remember? She went the day she got there and then just started to skip. She never showed up again."

"Maybe she just doesn't like gym? Shes always there in English and Science!"

Eren thought for a moment. "Actually, shes in my math class. She's gone half the time. And she doesn't do her work."

Mikasa gave Armin a pointed look. "But!" Eren shouted. The other two stared at him. "She always got A's on her tests. She sits behind me."

Armin sighed and looked back at Mikasa. "See? She does good. She can't be a bad influence."

"But—"

Armin's phone interrupted her. He reached into his pocket and took out his phone. "Hello?" He answered.

After a few moments, Armin hung up. "That was my grandfather. I have to get dinner. Bye guys!"

...

Armin was walking home, his body cutting through the cold spring air. He cut through the park, which he has done a million times. Plus it was still pretty bright out. He was walking along the path when he heard some shouting ahead. He jogged up the path and peeked from behind a tree.

Guess who he saw? Annie, Bertholdt and Reiner were standing in a small clearing. The two taller boys were screaming at Annie. From the way the two talked and stumbled, they were obviously drunk (who gets drunk at five?).

"Just drop dead!" Reiner screamed. "You'll save so many people the trouble!"

Annie glared coldly. Her fists were clenched. She opened her mouth, but shut it and just turned away and stormed away.

"A-Annie!"

The blonde came to a halt a few yards away. She half-turned to stare at him. "What do you want, Arlert?"

He shifted. "I-I was just walking through the park, a-and I'm wondering if-f you would like me to w-walk you home? I'm heading t-that way anyway!"

She just scoffed. She tightened her fist. "Just get lost." She started to half-walk half-jog away. Armin ran up to walk along side her. "It's no trouble really! Can I?"

She didn't say a word, which Armin took as a yes. For a few minutes neither of them said a word. It was like when the boy first walked her home. Like last time, Armim kept glancing in her direction. Her expression showed sadness and disappointment.

The two had arrived at the pathway to the apartment complex again. Without a word said, Annie sped up the path.

"W-wait, Annie!" He called out.

She stopped, hand on the doorknob. "What?"

He looked at the back of her head. "Are you alright? From what Reiner said in the park—"

"It was nothing."

"Annie!" He shouted. Armin probably should have been more scared of yelling at her, but he didn't care right now. "It was not fine! He told you to—!"

"I'm fine, alright?! Just get that through your thick skull, Arlert! I don't need your help or anyone else's!" And she stormed into her building, slamming the door behind her.

...

On monday morning, Armin was full of distraught. For the rest of that Sunday he kept thinking of Annie's outbursts and her so-called friends. How could she just brush that off so easily? She acted like it happened to her a lot, but that couldn't be right.

The bell rang for first period to start, and Annie wasn't there. Actually, she never showed up all first period. He thought she might have been sick. I mean, he thought, she wears thin jackets in winter, and she had to be out for at least three hours yesterday. She might have gotten a cold or something.

The bell rang, signalling the end of third period and the beginning of lunch. He stopped at his locker to get his lunch money. He was going to go to Subway for lunch, since his grandfather decided he could buy his lunch. Saying goodbye to Eren and Mikasa, Armin left the school and walked to the nearest Subway. He had to go from the back of the school, through a parking lot, and through a broken fence. It made the trip ten minutes shorter so why not?

Armin got through the fence and started walking past the McDonalds when he saw a little smoke coming from behind a storage container (like the ones that go on boats). Curious, Armin started walking towards the smoke. He turned the corner and saw three holding a cigarette: Reiner, Bertholdt, and Annie Leonhardt.

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Umm... I don't own Subway either. Don't smoke, its bad. Im making it sound like it kills you OH WAIT it does :l

I have a Beta, but not for THIS chapter. they'll look over the others though i promise.

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