I had decided to wear some jeans, as always, and a black, tight t-shirt. If there was anyone worth scoring tonight, I would go for it.

Armin had his hair in a ponytail, which made me laugh the when I saw him, even though it actually looked great. Armin could wear it. He had also chosen to wear some regular jeans and then a white shirt, which made him seem more mature.

It was weird with clothe, I thought. Girls have so many options when it comes to dressing up. We boys have like the same kind of jeans to which we could wear different shirts. There was absolutely no different in how Armin, Jean and I dressed, because when Jean arrived. He was wearing a gray shirt over his jeans.

Mikasa and Christa were looking great too.
Mikasa was wearing a red dress, which was tight around her body. It stopped just above the knees and the back was open. She was wearing high heels and was wearing the hair loose around her neck.

Christa had a black and white dress, which parted in the middle. The bottom part was black and the top was white. The dress was short, stopped on the middle of her thighs. Armin was staring. Guess he would get some tonight.

We had agreed on staying at Mikasa and my house and then just walk to the club, whenever. We played a lot of drinking games. One which was named I have never.

Each player has 5 lives, and then you have to come up with something you haven't done. If any of the other players have done one of the said things, they lose a life and will be having to drink. The player who first 'dies', will be downing 2 shots.

It was fun. I learned that Mikasa had taken it in the butt, Jean once had jerked off in the boys changing room, Christa had been in a threesome (To Armins horror. He got over it really quickly, though. He knew from the start she had done some crazy stuff), and Armin once had a crush on his 42 year old mathematics teacher. Christa was the one who lost. I laughed with them all and dreaded going out less and less.

"Drink!, drink!, drink!, DRINK!" The others cheered, while they were laughing. I was trying to down a whole beer in one shot while I was only in my boxers. I had just lost a bet with Jean.

We had been talking about some athlete or so who was a really fast runner.

"Bet I'm the fastest in this room" I said because I'm a drunken cocky motherfucker. Jean took it as a challenge, without surprising anyone.
We might have settled for a peaceful attitude that resemblance friendship, but neither of us stood in the way of making fun of each other or calling each other out on our fails. Mikasa hated it, but found it to be me more pleasant than us getting into fist fight and downright hated each other like we used to.

"Ha. As if, I bet you can't even run down the street and back in under a minute"

"I bet you, that I can" I was never one to back down from a challenge

"Okay, if you don't you'll have to down a beer in one shot."

Because I was sure I could do it I countered "Fine, if I do, you'll have to down 2"

I went to the door and said "Mikasa, you take time"

"oh, wait wait wait!" Christa interrupted "You have to do it in your boxers only" She laughed and the others agreed that that was what I had to do. So I took of all my clothes, except the boxers yelled "NOW!" to Mikasa and ran.

I didn't do it, so now I was drinking the beer, spilling half of it down my face.

I was happy, because I was with my friends.

We got to the club around midnight; I had taken my clothes back on after I had washed my face.

When we got in we saw a lot of familiar faces. Connie was there with Mikasas friend Annie and some guy called Marco. Jean's friends from last time were there too. I couldn't see Levi anywhere, so he probably wasn't there yet.

We ordered some shots and beers, we downed the shots at once and we all sat down to chill and talk. I looked around the club and saw another known face. Sasha, she was there with Reiner. I sneered; I didn't want to talk to any of them really.

After some time, Mikasa begged me to go dance with her and as I did, I remembered how Levi and I had danced that night. I decided not to think about it and just have fun.

That went well for another hour or so, and then I went to the bathroom. It was so easy being a man; the bathroom was almost always empty, because as time went by and people got drunk, they tended to pee outside, for some reason.
I walked in and right into the arms of someone walking out. I looked up and cursed my luck. Who else could it be? Of course it was Levi.

I tried to walk past him, but he blocked the way. He looked confused; as though it surprised him I was there.

"Eren" he said in the tone of surprise

I didn't want to hear it. I was getting angry, it was the second time he didn't call me either kid or brat. He actually called me my name. How could he just say my name? He weren't allowed to. He made me so mad. I turned around, without uttering a word and went outside and peed.

Guess this is why people pee outside; they don't want awkward encounters at the bathroom.

Inside I went crazy, showed him, wherever he were that I, did in fact not give a flying fuck about him and his sexy ass.

What had Hanji said? That I should walk away from him. She was right, I should have, but he was the one who ended up walking away. Why did it bother me so much? I barely knew him.
What more had Hanji said that night? Yeah that's right, she said Levi only wanted sex. Was that why the mere sight of him made me boil? Because I didn't feel good enough, he didn't even want to just have sex with me. Was it more than that?

I thought of him saying my name. The only other time he had said my name was when he had been sorry. That thought quickly left my mind, though.

Why was I reacting like this? I asked myself. Armin and I were dancing on a table at the moment. I wanted to show the world that I was okay.

But it didn't look like me, I usually didn't give a shit about what people thought.

Is it because I love Levi? A quiet thought kept asking in the back of my head.

It wasn't fair, he was the one who made me interested in him, and he was the one that made me think I wanted to try those things he suggested. Maybe that's the problem, maybe that's why he left. He won the game and it was no longer interesting.

Or is it because I actually fell for Levi, without knowing?

I shook my head. I couldn't bear the thought of being in love with Levi.

I jumped of the table to get some more to drink, when I stumbled right into Sasha.

"Ohh Haaaaayy Sashaaa" I yelled as I pretended not to care.

"Are you okay, Eren?"

"Me? Why shouldn't I be?" I laughed a laughter that was so obviously fake.

She opened her mouth to say something but I continued. "So how're things with Reiner? You getting any?" the last part was directed to Reiner who stood behind her.

"Eren" it was Armin, his tone had a warning. He looked at me to say walk away, it isn't worth it, but I didn't give a fuck.

I wanted a conflict I wanted a reason to yell and fight, so I said "Reiner, if you had just asked you would know that I would have shared her with you" When I said shared her with you I put a possessive hand on her shoulder. He frowned at the action, but didn't do anything. I could see what he thought. He thought, I'll bear over with you, because we did you wrong. But I wasn't done.

"You know, instead of deceiving me and go behind my back." I continued, smirking at him. "So, I'll appreciate it, if you returned the favor and shared her with me?" As I said that I slapped her in the ass.

She looked at me, angry at me, I didn't care. I saw that she opened her mouth, probably to scold me or something, but she was too slow.

A fist came flying and landed on my face. I had hit a nerve, it was Reiner. He had seemed so calm, but he had lost it.

I felt it, the hit hurt a lot. I had momentarily forgotten that Reiner was in the military. I would get beaten up, but I didn't care. I launched myself at Reiner, Armin tried to stop me, but I was, despite everything still stronger than him.

I don't know how long we fought, but suddenly we were on the floor, people all around us. Both screaming and cheering, some were yelling my name, either to make me stop or to make me keep going.

I knew I had lost the fight, from the moment it began, I just hoped I could damage him just a little bit.

The next hit, was clean, hit me right in the temples and I was knocked out for the second time that year.