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Chapter 2: No Joke
Sasha's laughter echoes throughout the whole cafeteria, it's gotten to the point where we've received countless stares and some slightly rude comments. But by now I'm just pissed at the fact that she still refuses to fucking believe me. I was so excited that Mikasa had said yes to my request at a date that I ended up telling, or in this case trying to tell my friends the good news. I tried Reiner but he just fucking giggled and patted my back like it was just another one of my jokes or some shit. What the fuck? Then I tried Bertholdt but he also decided it was funny as hell and laughed for like ten minutes. Of course he felt guilty after he saw that I was serious and ran away sweating. Heck I even tried telling the fucking school janitor in my desperate attempt for approval, and even they started laughing right then and there. Why is it so hard for everyone to believe that she might actually say yes to going out with me? And now Sasha, who was supposed to be my home girl here, is just laughing right in my fucking face. Hello, it's like everyone forgot I have feelings.
"Ah-hah-I I'm so sorry," she manages to breathe out through her obnoxious cackles. "It's just YOU, an-and MIKASA?" she throws her head back and resumes her laughter. I roll my eyes, honestly just sick at this point at the lack of trust I'm getting here. Why do I even bother? But the small pain in my heart urges me to continue to try and explain for about the tenth time today.
"I swear Sasha!" I'm practically begging at this point. "I asked her out, and she said yes! Come on, even you saw that I made her laugh."
Sasha wipes an invisible tear from her eye and sighs as if she's just had the most therapeutic laughing session ever. "Dude, everyone knows you made her laugh, but that was one time and do you honestly think people will believe that whole story about her saying yes?" she sighs and thankfully starts taking the matter more seriously. "Look, I'm not saying this to be mean or anything. I'm saying this as your friend and I'm just looking out for you. I know you never lie but it's just really hard to believe the whole thing. Trust me it's not you, it's just the idea of Mikasa being interested in anyone is just ridiculous. Have you seen how many times she's rejected not only Jean, but a bunch of other people as well? All I'm saying is you're Connie, and she's, well, Mikasa. There's just no way that could ever happen. No offense."
Of course she says no offense right after she's just offended me. 'Thanks Sasha, you're such a great friend'. I let out a frustrated groan, fisting my hands into my eye sockets.
"Fuck Sasha, ill prove it to you, you'll see! You'll all see!" I screech at her dramatically. Shit, but how am I going to prove it to her. I left the note from yesterday at home safe under my pillow. If only I could just walk up to Mikasa and have her tell Sasha herself…wait! Why don't I just have Mikasa tell Sasha herself! Brilliant! I am a revolutionary genius.
I jump up from my seat, grab Sasha by the arm, causing her to drop whatever she was about to shove in her mouth, and run across the cafeteria to where Mikasa is seated with Eren and Armin. Once I arrive I make myself comfortable next to Mikasa and usher Sasha to take the seat next to me.
"Aye, hey Connie, hey Sasha! How's it going?" Eren is the first to greet us, followed by a bright smile from Armin and a soft hello from Mikasa.
If it wasn't for my acute awareness of everything Mikasa does whenever she's present, I might not have noticed the quick action of her hiding a small smile with her scarf. But of course I notice, and unfortunately no one else does. Sasha's the one that needs convincing not me damn it. However I do find it making my day a hundred times better, not to mention it makes my face heat up faster than should be humanly possible.
I quickly remind myself of my mission and grab Sasha's attention, "Here, watchthis, this will prove it to you." I smirk at her and see that everyone else is staring too, having heard my comment.
"Prove wh-?" Eren starts but is quickly cut off as I lean in and whisper the first thing that comes to my mind into Mikasa's ear.
"I can't wait for our date." I whisper softly, making sure to let my voice drop a few octaves. I feel her tense up and my face grows hotter in reply. I quickly lean back to watch for any other form of reaction. She's completely red. But not just any red, her whole face is a deep crimson that creeps up to the tips of her ears and even makes it way towards her neck. There is absolutely no hiding that, no matter how high she pulls up her scarf. I'm just about to congratulate myself when I see Mikasa rush up from her seat and out towards the exit. SHIT! I fucked up! I done fucked up real bad! FUCK, ill apologize later though, right now I need to rub it in Sasha's face.
"See. I made her blush! That's proof that she likes me." I boast.
Eren is the one that starts laughing this time, not Sasha. "Oh please! She was probably just embarrassed to be seen with you!" He cackles.
Not this shit again. What do I got to do? Kiss her in damn public or something? We haven't even held hands yet! I ain't ready for that shit.
"Yeah Connie, that didn't prove much of anything." Sasha adds. Damn it, I just embarrassed Mikasa for no reason.
"Dude! I swear. I asked her out and she said yes! You guys have to believe me! You believe me, right Armin?" I ask him, absolutely desperate for any form of approval. Something, anything. I give him my best puppy dog eyes and pout my lip, hoping it could persuade him.
I watch him shift nervously in his seat, looking anywhere but at me before finally speaking up. "W-well, the probability of a yes is exactly point zero two percent, if I've calculated correctly. I'm sorry. I believe you, it's just, numbers never lie…"
I let out a loud groan and hide my face in my hands. Shit, even Armin is getting all mathematical and stuff about the fact that, yeah Connie, you have absolutely no chance what so ever. I'm pissed as hell. Actually I'm just really fucking sad. The fact is, they're right, she probably just felt sorry for me or something. Then again Mikasa isn't one to lie for the sake of making someone feel better. Does she even really like me? 'Just ask her and find out'. Oh, thanks me, good thinking.
I'm about to leave but Eren clears his throat, grabbing my attention. "Hey Connie… I feel pretty bad about not believing you but, come on dude. Okay, how about… if you and Mikasa do end up going on a date, I'll give you fifty bucks." He raises his eyebrows at me, trying to tempt me to take the bait. Wow. He honestly does not believe me one bit. "Heck, if you two become a legit couple, I'll freaking let you be first player whenever you come over to play." He adds on to his deal.
"Can I also get your blessing, if that happens?" I ask, taking advantage of the situation.
"Sure thing man, but if none of that happens I'm going to need fifty bucks in return. I got to pay the bills somehow." He gives me a smug grin.
Fuck it. Fuck him. Mikasa does like me. She said yes, and she wouldn't agree to a date with just anyone. Would she? No. Those fifty dollars are mine, you know what, I don't care about the cash, I get Eren's fucking blessing. Hell yeah I can date Mikasa. Oh shit, Mikasa. I need to go apologize. I'm such a dick, not to mention I just technically made a bet on her, I'm disgusting.
I get up as fast as I can, running towards the exit in a flash almost forgetting my back pack in the process.
"I'll take that as a yes!" I hear Eren yell. I don't look back though, I just run, letting my shoes smack against the tiled floors of the hallway. I try to find Mikasa, stopping at every girl's restroom to see if she'd walk out. With no luck I continue to speed through the whole campus. My lungs begin to ache as they works overtime trying to keep up with the ragged breaths that shake my body. It's not until I bump into someone that I finally halt. A very strong someone at that. They hardly flinch as I ram right into their back, a soft grunt spilling from my lips.
"Shit. S-sorry!" I blurt out. "Wait a minute. Mikasa! I've been looking everywhere for you." I say breathlessly, letting my relief ring through my words.
"Why is that?" She asks me. She looks confused, but it doesn't seem to be from seeing me, but instead from the idea that I had been searching for her. Oh my gosh. Is she not mad at me? Even though I did something wrong? I did do something wrong, right?"
"I wanted to apologize." I pause, staring at my feet. Cautiously, I begin my apology. "I'm sorry I embarrassed you, I didn't mean to make you run away or anything, I just wanted to prove to Sasha that you said yes to going out with me. I wanted to show them that you like-like me. No one believes me." The cheerfulness that once stained my voice is replaced by sad mumbles. I sound like a fucking baby.
"Oh, it's okay, I'm not mad if that's what you're getting at. You just caught me by surprise and I left to get some air." She responds calm and sweet.
"Wait, you're seriously not mad? I mean, what about me telling Sasha? I also kind of told a few other people 'cause I was sort of excited. Sorry... Not that it matters though since they don't even believe me." I let out a shaky sigh. My hands pull at the hem of my shirt, nervously looking for something to do.
"Of course not. I don't care who you tell. Why don't they believe you though?" She honestly doesn't know. Shit. I mean it's pretty obvious but then again Mikasa's pretty humble about the whole 'I'm at the top of the class' thing.
"Uh, hello, you're Mikasa Ackerman, and, I'm...I'm just… Connie." I feel my voice get smaller, almost cracking when spitting out my own name, as it repeats what I've been hearing all day.
"Yeah, I know you're Connie, what's wrong with that? That's the reason I said yes to going out with you in the first place. You are you, and that's who I chose, not anyone else. So why do you say it as if the fact that you're you is a bad thing?" She looks down at me with concern. Her eyes looking for some sort of response. God she's so close. I can see the little grey flecks that stain her black eyes from this distance.
I remember that she's waiting for me to answer. "They say you're too good for me." I explain. "That I could never have a chance with you, and they're right..." I sigh, averting my eyes, embarrassed to look her in the eyes. I feel unworthy of her.
I jerk back as I feel her put her hands on my shoulders. I look up at her just in time to see her lean in. The grip on my shoulders is almost painful. I wait. Anticipating. Hoping. But she just stares at me before huffing out a sigh.
"Connie, do you honestly think I said yes out of spite or pity?" I shift my weight so that I lean in closer, enjoying the way her breath ghosts over my lips as she speaks. "I said yes because I meant yes and I don't regret it one bit. Even if no one believes you, at least you'll have the pleasure of proving them wrong. Right?"
I nod my head slowly. My mouth forming a smile at her words. All too soon she releases me from her tight grip and gives me a soft smile. Damn, she really cares about me. It doesn't take an idiot to figure that out. I want to hug her, or kiss her, something to show her how much I appreciate the kind words, but she's already walking away. I didn't even notice the bell rang.
"Aren't you coming?" She calls out to me. Oh. She wants me to join her. Awesome! I run up to her and we walk together to our last class.
Sadly because of our little 'novella' in the hallway we arrive with only a few seconds to spare. There's hardly any empty seats so we agree on sitting away from each other, just for today. She takes a seat in the front while I make myself comfy next to Jean who was kind enough to save me a seat. Hmm I haven't seen him around lately, he's probably still working on that dumb chemistry project, which I have yet to start on of course.
"Holy shit dude, did you just walk in with Mikasa?" He whispers to me in the most fucking excited voice ever. He sounds like a 13 year old girl talking about her latest crush.
"Yeaaah..." I respond cautiously, still not sure if I should tell him about the situation for fear of being put down, again.
"Duuuuude, props to you man! Shit, what did ya do to make her even acknowledge you? Seriously hook me up!" He sounds fucking stoked as hell. Wait. Did he just ask me to 'hook him up'? What the fuck Jean? I was just starting to get excited about the idea that you might actually believe me.
"Um sorry to tell you this dude, but I'm kind of taking her out on a date, so..."
"What?! You hitting that? Why didn't you tell me!?"
"Wait up, you actually believe me?" I ask, stunned that the guy who's been crushing on Mikasa for years is the one who ends up believing me.
"Duh, why wouldn't I? The Con-man never lies, and let's not forget you totally made her laugh so I wouldn't be surprised if you two were getting it on already. You guys have fucked right?" He wiggles his eyebrows at the last question.
"Dude NO!" I yell, a blush staining my cheeks. "I'm just getting to know her better. I want to at least take her out to dinner first, jesh." I find myself losing track of my tongue. "Ya know, I want to talk to her about our hopes and dreams, and hold her hand, and kiss her on her adorable face, and take her on cute dates, and make her laugh." I let out a dreamy sigh.
Shit. I so lost track of what the fuck I was even saying. But damn it, I meant every word.
"That's hella gay." Jean chuckles.
"Dude, we're of opposite genders you dickbutt. I think you need to look up the definition of gay. If anything your gay for thinking that's gay, you gay gay." I swear I'm better at insults, but right now my mind is a gooey mess after suffering from all those fluffy thoughts about Mikasa.
I can't believe Mr. Oluo hasn't noticed how loud our whispers have gotten.
Jean gasps, pretending to be offended. "Dude I am not gay. The most homosexual thing I would ever do is give a bro-job, and even that isn't gay, that's helping a brother out in a desperate time of need." Jean's a real idiot sometimes, but right now I'm just relived that he believes me.
"Jean, the whole concept of a bro-job is hella gay, seriously dude, would you give one to Eren?" I tease him.
He scrunches up his nose in disgust. "Ew gross, fuck no, that's nasty!" His voice cracks from trying to keep his voice at a whisper as he screams.
"Okay, what about me?" I give him a cheeky grin and even wink for dramatic effect.
"Fuck no, Springer!"
"Hmmm, okay, okay, how about Marco?" I question him. Actually very curios to hear his answer, but also trying to get it through his thick skull that, yes, bro-jobs are hella gay.
"Of course, he's my best friend, I'd do anything for him" Jean states matter of factly before clasping his hands over his mouth, surprised by his own response.Holy shit. I burst into laughter. Oh my god that was the most beautiful thing I have ever experienced in my short 18 years of life.
"Keep it down back there!" I hear Mr. Oluo spit out at us. I bring my laughter down to minimal giggles and look over at Jean. He looks completely mortified, a horrifying scowl on his face. If looks could kill, I'd be fucking dead by now.
"Tell anyone I said that and I'll fucking kill you." He growls through his teeth, his face still flushed.
"Deal, but dude, that, was hella gay" I giggle some more while he just groans and hides his face in response. I decide I've caused him enough trouble for today so I busy myself by looking around the room. No way am I listening to today's boring ass lecture. Fuck that shit.
I continue to browse over the room, my eyes flashing towards the clock. Damn, it's only been ten fucking minutes? Ugh, I honestly just want to get this day over with and go home, actually scratch that, I want to talk to Mikasa some more. Yeah, I definitely want that.
I feel something tap my hand. Mina silently hands me a note and whispers softly. "It's from Mikasa. I don't know why she's sending this to you but I wouldn't dare question her." And with that she turns her attention back to the lecture in front of the class.
My fingers graze along the folded edges of the notebook paper, daring myself to open it, but not quite ready. I take a deep breath. Then open it as I exhale.
Laughing at another one of
your dick jokes?
A smile plants itself on my face almost automatically as I take in the notes contents. She always finds ways to amaze me. Damn it if I'm not in love with how incredibly sassy she fucking is. I finally put my pencil to use and excitedly write out my response.
nah just Jean bein hella homo
& do u really think that low of me?
I tap on Mina's shoulder and give her the note while motioning my head towards Mikasa. She nods her head in understanding. I watch as the note makes its way to the front of the class. The long distance is kind of ridiculous but the students' fear of what might happen if they stray from Mikasa's orders keeps them compliant.
I'd never would have thought Mikasa would be one to pass notes during class, but she's so smart she probably doesn't even need to pay attention anyways.
I find the note back on my desk a few minutes later. The distance really causing a delay in how fast the message gets to me.
Yes.
Wow, all that waiting for that, I bet she did that on purpose. Stupid sexy sassy Mikasa.
I find myself in a particularly good mood, and when I'm in a good mood, I make puns. Though that's usually all the time, but this is special. Oh Mikasa Ackerman, you drive me into making dick puns.
butt seriously I only do em when I feel
em CUMMING on ;)
I laugh internally at my A plus pun and giggle as I pass the note forward. It always surprises me how awesome I am.
I eagerly await Mikasa's reply, playing with my pencil as I wait. The symphony of soft groans and whines indicates the arrival of my message. The kids must really be starting to get tired of being used as carrier pigeons.
Wow, someone sure is
COCK-y today
O. M. G. Fuck. She just made a pun, oh and not just any pun, a dick pun. That's a fucking level ten pun. Holy shit, she's amazing.
I blush furiously, but not at the suggestive joke, oh no, I blush because I find myself falling even harder over her because of a pun. The fact that she just made a dick pun gives me the biggest fucking heart boner.
now thats using your HEAD
Of course the only way to reply to her pun is with another one of my own. And she clearly agrees with that logic because when the note makes its way back to my desk I find another glorious pun.
I really hope I don't SUCK at these.
Ahhhhhhhh. She's so cute. She's absolutely perfect. Wow. Wow. WOW. Can she possibly get any cuter? Yes, I know in context dick puns aren't meant to be adorable but it's fucking Mikasa. I'm pretty sure she can make anything adorable.
I rattle my brain for another pun and find myself hitting the pun jack pot.
nah I think your headed in the right
D-ERECTION
I'm about to tap on Minas shoulders, but I find that she's already waiting for me. She takes the note from my hands and rolls her eyes as she passes the note back up to its recipient. The moans and complaints seem to be getting louder as the piece of paper makes its way to Mikasa. I see that she starts talking to the guy next to her, who hands her the note, followed by said man cowering in fear and an exaggerated nod of his head. After that there is no more whines as the slip of notebook paper finds its way back to my hands.
You sure have some BALLS
Making two dick puns at once.
I would think that after the third pun I would have stopped smiling, but I don't. The smile on my face doesn't even make its way to fade, instead it only grows wider, causing my cheeks to hurt. But it's a good hurt.
this is getting ri-DICK-ulous!
I pass up the note to only have it reach Mikasa right when the bell rings. Time sure flies when you're making puns.
"Don't forget to do numbers one through twenty-two in your textbook tonight, brats!" I hear Mr. Oluo reminds us before he rushes out of the room before any of the students' even have a chance to leave. Just another crazy day in math class for us. I quickly stuff my belongings into my backpack, not caring to organize them and meet up with Mikasa. I patiently wait for her to finish packing up her own things, having actually taken notes, she has more items that need to be put away. Once she finishes she looks up at me, a beautiful smirk on her lips, an eyebrow raised.
"You were right Connie, puns aren't that hard." She purposely puts emphasis on the word hard in the most amazing way that makes me stop right in my tracks. I can only stare at her though because right then and there, amidst the loud crowded classroom, filled with kids rushing to leave and head home, is the exact moment that I fall in love with Mikasa Ackerman.
Now, now, I know what you're going to say. Connie, are you telling me you fell in love over a pun? And the answer to that is yes. Like I've said before, I am very passionate about puns. Now your second question. Connie, you've only known her for about a week or two, are you sure you're in love? And the answer to that is also yes. Okay, your last question. How do you know? And since you look so confused, I'll try and be as thorough as possible in my explanation. So sit back and relax because I'm about to rant to you as to how I'm sure I am in love with the most amazing girl that ever walked the planet.
I know from her smile, the love I feel is as obvious as the small dimple that indents her right cheek whenever she smiles. No matter how many attempts are made to hide it, it's there, even in the faintest turn of her lip, it's there, and there is no point in hiding these feelings because no matter how hard I try, this feeling, it's there. I know from her laugh, it's as contagious as the adorable little snorts that bubble up when she tries to fight back her laughter. There's no fighting the giggles that are sure to erupt after just one listen to her beautiful laugh, and there is no fighting this feeling. I know from her eyes, it's as bright as the light in them whenever she's amused, happy, or is feeling any form of emotion. I found she's the most expressive with her eyes, and those eyes are bright, so bright that I find I'm blinded. Love isn't blind, but it sure can blind. I know from her hands, the feeling is as steady as they are when they pull at her scarf, calm, sure, and I've never been so sure that what I'm feeling right now is indeed real. Lastly, I know because it's her, this love is as persistent as she is. It won't give up, and she would never even think of quitting, and I don't think I could quit either. It's impossible to stop, and I don't think I want it to. I don't think it can.
I bang my head against the wall of my bedroom to stop any more horrifyingly cheesy thoughts. I automatically regret the action of defiance and quickly rub the new sore spot on my head. I grab my pillow and place it between the wall and my now bruised head, any form of pressure causing it to throb. Despite my efforts to get my brain to shut up, my thoughts continue to be bombarded with nothing but Mikasa. It's starting to drive me insane, but besides the lack of sanity, I actually don't mind. At least I wouldn't mind if the insanity wasn't becoming dangerous because I now find myself staring at my phone, about to ask Eren Jaeger for his adoptive sister's number.
I can't believe I haven't asked her for my number yet, and now I'm being forced to ask Eren for it. I should really get Armin's number as well, no way am I risking asking Eren for anything Mikasa related at all. And surprisingly enough Jean doesn't have her number either... I'll just say I need help with my math homework, which isn't technically a lie.
"Fuck it." I grumble to myself. My fingers quickly type up my message before I click send.
To: PissBaby
Aye bae c;
I have the decency to start with a greeting. Okay. Actually I was just scared to jump right to what I really wanted to say and have Eren laugh at my request.
From: PissBaby
HEY! UR NOT STIL MAD AT ME?!
To: PissBaby
Nah man it cool... Aye can I has Mikasa's #?
From: PissBaby
HAHA WOW! U REALY WANT THOSE 50 BUCK HUH?
Does he really think I'm that selfish? Jeez rude as fuck. I roll my eyes at the text, even though Eren can't see it, unfortunately. I type up my perfectly crafted excuse.
To: PissBaby
I need help with hw fucktwat ;P
From: PissBaby
OH YEAH! U 2 HAVE MATH 2GTHER LOL I 4GOT
HAVE FUUUUNNNN
(562) 547 8926
I keep myself from squealing and let my finger ghost over the number. I spend more time than necessary making a new contact for Mikasa and even choose to go to the bathroom before finally deciding it's time to grow up and finally text her. 'Okay, here we go Connie'
At first I write a huge paragraph full of unnecessary information and creepy questions, but delete it right away, feeling embarrassed. I keep it simple instead, not wanting to seem desperate or insane.
To: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
Hello ;)
Shit!I accidentally sent a winky face instead of a normal, non-threatening, smiley face! Oh no. Fuck. I wait for about five minutes in complete nervousness because of my silly typo, before my phone informs me that I have received a new message, but I only stare at the lit screen. My gut flips and dips, and I completely try, but fail, to ignore the feeling, and read the new text.
From: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
Who is this?
Damn it, I knew I should have at least put who it was. Then again... I should take advantage of this. And I end up doing just that, enjoying the rush that comes with teasing her.
To: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
Guess baby❤
I laugh at my own stupidity, hoping that Mikasa will find it just as hilarious as I do. But my smile quickly fades as I read the new message I've received.
From: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
I'll fucking call the police you piece of shit. This better not be another fucking idiot trying to send me dick pics. Do it you mother fucker, I fucking dare you. But just know that I WILL find you. Fuck the police, I'll find you myself and shove your phone so far up your ass that every time you receive a call your ringtone can be heard from every single fucking hole in your body. Got that? Now, LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE.
To: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
HOLY SHIT Mikasa its CONNIE :C
I don't dare make a joke, the fear of having my IPhone shoved up my rectum, keeping me from doing so. The next message comes a few seconds later.
From: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
OH MY GOD! Connie I'm so so so sorry. I thought you were one of Eren's jerk friends. Last year he gave a bunch of guys my number so he could join the football team and I kept getting a bunch of dick pics. I'm so SO SO SORRY.
A laugh erupts from my lips from how quickly her mood changes from murderous queen to apologetic angel. I take that as a green light to resume being an idiot and make some more lame ass jokes. Teasing her is just way too much fun.
To: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
It's ok but… speaking of dic pics… would you like one of my own pickle? c;
A smirk sits itself on my face; I'm excited to see where this may go. I now completely ignore all the homework on my bed and put every bit of my attention on talking to Mikasa. Even if it doesn't happen to be face to face, just the idea of conversing with her is enough to make me giddy with excitement.
From: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
WHAT?!
I take a quick trip to google and search for the perfect picture. I find a very awe striking one and declare it perfect for my dear Mikasa and send it right away.
To: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
{insert picture of a beautiful pickle here}
From: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
OMG Connie, you almost gave me a heart attack! :c
I giggle at her response, but mostly at the adorable little emoticon. Finding it even cuter by picturing her doing the same expression, and it's absolutely adorable to say the least. A cheeky grin makes its permanent home on my face as I continue to text Mikasa.
To: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
lol u rlly think I would send u something like that? Haha xD
srry I couldn't help myself
From: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
Well, now I feel like I should return the favor.
From: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
Would you like a picture of my boobies?
Oh gosh, I know exactly where this is going, having done the ol'booby joke myself. Its cliché as hell, but I amuse her by playing dumb, which is something I'm really good at, if I do say so myself.
To: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
0/0 WHAT
From: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
{two blue footed boobies here}
Sure enough there is my favorite bird, the majestic blue footed booby. There she goes again, taking my breath away, god fucking damn it. I giggle like a little girl and quickly type up my response.
To: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
srry babe butt my booby is sexier
{dancing blue footed booby here}
From: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
LOL
From: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
So, how did you get my number? Not that I'm complaining.
To: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
Oh hahaha Eren gave it 2 me
Hope u don't mind
To: Mikasa es Tu Casa 3
I need help with math hw
I add quickly in an attempt to sound less creepy then I already do. I don't get a response, oh no, instead my phone begins to make another sound, not to alert me of a new message but a ringtone to notify me of an incoming call. Someone is calling me. Mikasa is calling me. HOLY SHIT! Why the fuck is she calling me?! Wait! Why the fuck aren't I answering?!
I let my phone ring longer than necessary as I try to find my voice. My eyes shut tight as I finally answer, more from adrenaline, than actually finding any form of bravery.
"H-hello?" my voice cracks. Fuck.
"Hello, it's easier to assist you over the phone so I called instead." She says calmly, her voice not wavering one bit, unlike mine that sounds forced and awkward.
"O-oh," I chuckle nervously. "I just wasn't expecting you to call me, so I started freaking out." My voice continues to betray me as it cracks at almost every other word that leaves my mouth. I start to fidget, switching the phone from one ear to the other, then back again.
"So which problem do you need help with?"
I kind of regret saying I need help now, and was honestly just going to copy Jean's work, who probably copied from Marco. But I might as well actually get something done, and I also don't think I'd be able to stand any awkward silence that would take place without a topic of discussion.
"Umm…all of them?" I chuckle as my hand finds my Pre-Calculus textbook and opens it to the assigned page. I open my notebook as well, pencil ready in hand, when I hear Mikasa sigh.
"Well, let's start with number one then, I already finished all my homework so I have all the time you need to help." Of course she freaking did, fucking perfect Mikasa. "What specifically do you have trouble understanding?" She speaks up while my hand writes out the first equation, her voice soft in my ear.
"Everything…" I breathe out, giving my homework an evil glare.
A soft chuckle comes from my phone, followed by her clearing her throat. "All right then, let's get started. You seriously did not pay any attention at all today, did you?" She giggles the last part out. God her laugh is so hot, that's a normal thought to have, right? Laughs can be attractive, I think…
I scoff and try to sound as offended as possible. "Uh, for your information, there was someone distracting me, if you must know."
Her small laugh sounds incredibly beautiful in my ear, and I find myself wishing this conversation actually was in person, just to hear it up close.
We finally decide, well she does, to stop messing around and actually get started on mission impossible: helping Connie actually complete his homework assignment for once. God bless Mikasa, because she even ends up helping me complete the homework for all my other classes, despite her not having some of them. It makes me feel like a complete ass, but in the end I'm just glad I'm able to talk to her for as long as I have been. My eyes glance at the screen of my phone. Damn. We've been at it for three fucking hours.
A knock at the door, makes me jump as I finish putting away my contents into my backpack, the phone balanced between my ear and shoulder. My mother opens the door before I even give her the consent to enter, typical.
"Sweetie, dinner is almost ready." She looks at me and then at the phone. "Oh! Who are you talking to?" A smile on her face as she asks.
"N-no one! I mean… just a friend." I stutter, as I shift my phone over to my hand and place it next to my ear to cheek if Mikasa is still there, making it painfully obvious that it is most certainly not 'just a friend'. The other line is completely silent, except for the static of soft breathing.
"Ooh, a girlfriend." She teases, putting a hand on her hips, still standing at my door.
"W-what!? Yes! Wait! NO! The answer to that is NO!" my brain isn't thinking clearly and I find my mouth speaking for me before I even think of what I'm saying. "I mean I wish she was, but don't tell her I said that! Wow, you don't even know her! What am I saying?! But gosh mom, she's so amazing! I know you'd like her, her name's Mikasa. She's so pretty and has the cutest laugh ever! Ma… what do I do? I think I really like her…" I look over at my mother with a small pout on my lips.
She just blinks at me with wide eyes and brings up her hand to point at her ear, a gesture I don't understand. What the fuck does that mean? Wait… oh. Oh. FUCK. I drop my phone, letting it land on the bed, realizing I just fucking said all that shit with my phone still at my ear. Shit! She probably heard everything! Oh my fucking god! What the fuck am I supposed to do? Someone please kill me now!
"Um-I I'm going to go check on the food, good luck with that sweetie!" and with that my mother shuts the door, leaving me to wallow and suffer on my own.
I cautiously pick up the phone and raise it to my ear, holding my breath as I do so. Whelp, there's no avoiding it, I might as well just confess.
"H-hello?" My voice comes in a high pitched squeak. I pray for a reply, but at the same time, hope none comes.
"Connie?" Her voice is almost a whisper. I hear her sigh in relief, followed by giggles. Wait a minute! Why the fuck is she laughing!? Is it because of what I said? Fuck I just made a huge fool of myself, she's laughing at me the one moment I don't want her to find what I say funny. I was utterly, and completely serious, but it seems she thinks otherwise.
"Do you really think I'm pretty?" I can almost hear the smile in her voice. Oh, she's not laughing at me because she finds what I said funny, she's laughing because she's happy I did, and meant it. Well that makes sense.
"Yeah." I mumble so it's hard for her to understand, but of course she hears me loud and clear.
"T-thanks." A pause. "So, you really like me, huh?" I can hear her trying to sound indifferent about it, but she is clearly struggling to keep the façade. I swear she's teasing me at this point.
"Y-yeah." I gain some confidence in my voice now. I don't want to lie about my feelings. No. Especially because it's Mikasa, she deserves the truth more than anyone.
"Cool." Another long pause, then a shaky breath. "I-um I li-" The rest of her words come out in a jumbled mess I can't understand.
"What?" I question her, honestly having no clue to what was just said.
"I…I like you too Connie. Well it's kind of obvious, I did say yes to going out on a date with you." She pauses. "You're very interesting, and funny, and I'd be lying if I didn't say I find you pretty attractive as well…" she chuckles nervously, something I never would have thought Mikasa would ever do. She doesn't continue after that. Oh crap, she's waiting for me to say something, duh.
My face feels as if it's on fire, my cheeks burning to the point where it's almost painful. She likes me? ME? 'I guess I'm funnier than I thought.'
"And I kind of l-like the concept of being in a relationship with you too…" She adds, the cool demeanor of her voice wavering ever so slightly. I realize I still haven't replied and that my breathing has been coming out in ragged breaths. 'Chill'.
"R-really?" is all I can manage and even then the word comes out broken.
"Yes. So, uh-"I hear her clear her throat. "When exactly do you want to go out on that date?" I have to keep myself from blurting out 'NOW' and decide on a better wording.
"The sooner the better."
"I agree, how about tomorrow? I don't have work on Tuesdays."
"Yes!" I yell louder than intended, never having replied that fast in my life before. She just chuckles in response and I find my phone beginning to ring again. What the fuck?
"Hey, um, Eren's calling me?" I notify her of her interrupting adoptive brother.
"Go ahead and answer it, I have to go shower and get ready for bed. I'll see you tomorrow Connie. I'm really looking forward to our date." I almost let out a shrill squeal at the last sentence, but keep my manly composure.
"Me too! Goodnight!" I sigh dreamily as I hang up and answer Eren's awaiting call. "Hey sexy." I answer in a sultry tone.
"Stop talking to Mikasa, she's been giggling and laughing for five hours straight! It's weird as fuck!" he yells at me. Instead of feeling threatened though, I feel a rush of excitement flow through my veins. I can't believe she's acting like that, because of me. I have that effect on her. ME.
I let out a breathless laugh. "Dude! You scared I actually have a chance? Besides we already stopped talking. And it was only three hours!"
I can practically hear him roll his eyes through the phone. "Whatever, just because you can make her laugh doesn't mean anything! SHIT! Aye, I'll talk to you later! I totally forgot about my fucking homework! Later loser!"
"Bye bye shithead." I spit back before he hangs up.
I lay back on my bed, my head hitting the pillow, as I let out a dreamy sigh. I can't wait for tomorrow… I begin to daydream about all the possible ways our date can turn out.
It isn't until I've imagined the twelve different ways I could hold her hand, the six ways I could tell her that she's beautiful, nineteen ways to initiate a kiss, and the one way I could tell her I love her, that I finally drift off. It's the best sleep I've had in a long time.