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Everything was getting boring here. The classes felt longer, the dorms felt stuffier, the night life nonexistent. It’d been ages since you partied with your friends, forever since you skipped class or hooked up with a hot guy. It’s like this boarding school turned into a retirement home over the summer, you were practically a hostage. Being placed in advanced calculus wasn’t helping.
Professor Ackerman in all of his glory was droning on at the front of the sleek classroom, writing equations on the chalkboard. Your pears were scribbling down the notes quickly in a desperate attempt to keep up but you couldn’t care less. Armin would probably get you the answers anyways if you asked. Hell, even Mikasa would let you cheat off of her if you asked with the right sugary sweet tone. They were almost too easy, everyone here was.
Your mind wandered further, eyes skimming across your insubordinate classmates until something or rather someone stuck out. Eren was sitting three desks to your right, his head bent down towards his paper as he quickly copied the notes down in one of his multiple math notebooks. You felt a weird stirring in your abdomen as Eren chewed on the end of his pencil, teeth digging into the wood like an overgrown gopher. Subconsciously crossing your legs and leaning onto the desk with interest, your chin resting in your propped up hand as he continued. Why were you just now noticing how attractive he was?
He had those clunky, wide rimmed glasses hiding those beautiful, sharp green eyes, messy and far too long brown hair, a stained oversized uniform shirt awkwardly tucked into his belt, hiding those deliciously defined muscles. You bit your bottom lip, deep in thought. He had to have grown over the summer, he must be what, 6’3 now? The bell finally rang, as he stood with his books, Reiner knocked them out of his hands. The books fell with heavy thuds, Reiner and Porco’s chuckles following before Eren grumbled and quickly scooped them up again, looking around to see if anyone noticed. God he was such a loser.
You needed to fuck him.
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Ironically, Calculus class had brought life to your boring school year, each day marking another opportunity to seduce the loner you’d previously mocked. A faint memory of you knocking his gameboy out of his hand and stepping on the screen with a stiletto heel, another of you laughing cruelly as Jean stuck his long leg out, tripping Eren and causing him to land face first in a mud puddle during gym. Speaking of Jean, he’d been talking your ear off, interrupting your ‘stare at eren time.’
With an annoyed look, you tore your eyes away from the back of Eren’s head and instead looked at your boyfriend. Jean was staring as he sat next to you at the circular lunch table, his light brown eyes staring into yours expectedly.
“What?” you asked, failing to mask the severe disinterest you felt. Jean sighed, shaking his head.
“I swear you’re such an airhead sometimes, I was just asking if you wanted to come to me and Porco’s dorm,” to your annoyance Jean leaned in to whisper in your ear, “Connie’s bringing weed and beer.”
You mentally thought up the pros and cons.
Pro: weed and beer.
Con: Jean.
“Ummm maybe babe, I have like so much math homework” you fibbed, eyes wandering back over to Eren’s nearly empty table by the garbage cans. The long haired boy sat next to Floch and Armin, his thumbs twiddling away on his phone. Within a few seconds, he slammed the Nintendo switch onto the table, the faint sound of him yelling carried across the noisy cafeteria. Armin looked up from one of his textbooks, shaking his head at his best friend. Floch laughed like a pig. You made a disgusted face as chocolate milk shot out of his nose trails, Eren shot up from his seat, yelling at Floch-
“But Babeeeee…” Jean wrapped a strong arm around your shoulders, “It’s the first dorm party of the year. You know how important this is to me and the boys.”
You thought about stabbing a plastic fork into your ears just to avoid having to listen to him whine.
“Oh my god. I said maybe. Do you need me to explain what that word means, are you that slow Jean??” you asked with an exasperated tone. Dating Jean was turning out to be more of a hassle than it's worth. He was one of the most popular guys in your grade so it made sense that you’d be together. He was the star captain of the Lacrosse team, mega rich, handsome… stupid, annoying, clingy.
Jean retracted his arm, chuckling awkwardly as your friends looked over from their own conversations, he shot you a forced cocky smirk, “No you don’t need to explain what maybe means, I guess just let me know if you’re going okay?”
You just nod, picking at the pink manicured nails he paid for.
You lazily slipped the sticky pads into your white tub top, concealing some of your breast from the see through fabric. You pulled the matching mini skirt up just a little higher, revealing even more thigh. You weren’t sure if this was overdressed for a lame dorm party but it didn’t matter, you were making a little pit stop beforehand. Annie looked down at you from her top bunk, pulling out an earbud.
“Where’re you going like that?” she asked in her usual disinterested tone though her light blue eyes shone with intrigue. She was so nosey, not to mention weird and off putting. She hadn’t gone out to a single social event since you became roommates last year, you two had nothing in common other than you were both bitches and hated most of the people in the school. For some reason you both checked to keep rooming together.
You perked your boobs up, “Some lame dorm party”, you hesitated before adding with the best casual tone you could muster, “Hey you’re like friends with Eren right?”
Annie shrugged, setting down the manga she had been reading before replying, “I guess. He’s Armin’s best friend so we talk sometimes. Why?”
“Think he’d tutor me?” You asked, refusing to look up at her and instead focusing on readjusting your clothes in the mirror. Annie was the one person you think intimidated you, how could she not? She was like a colder, meaner version of yourself.
Annie snorts in amusement, “No.”
You frowned, finally looking at her again with a pouty frown, “Why not??”
“He hates you, you used to be a bitch to him” Annie replied, picking her manga back up.
You walked over to the bed, neck craned up to look at her, “Hey I wasn’t that bad. And besides, it’s a new year. Eren can get over himself."
“Maybe don’t be such a cunt to everyone and they’ll like you” Annie mumbled, ignoring you.
You rolled your eyes and after reapplying a layer of bubblegum flavored lip gloss, you grabbed your dorm key and phone and quickly left, walking down the quiet, empty school halls towards the boys dorms.
Connie’s shitty soundcloud rap could be heard as soon as you turned the corner to the boys dorms, the loud bass gently thudding against the walls as it echoed. You ignored Jean’s dorm door completely, instead walking further towards the one with Eren’s name labeled across the top. You gave your boobs one last final adjustment before you knocked, immediately retracting your hand after seeing what you hoped was a pizza stain on the door.
A few seconds passed before the door swung open, Eren stood there in simpson PJ pants, shirtless, wearing gaming headphones on one ear. His hazy gaze was locked on your tits, a smile spread across your face. You were so in.
“Hey Eren right?” You asked in a honey sweet voice, blinking your lashes at him.
He finally looked away from you, a light blush tinging his cheeks before he met your eyes, “Yeah uh,” Eren cleared his throat, “W-What’s up, I mean do you need something?”
He noted the cleavage you were showing and the shortness of the skirt, mentally storing it in his endless spank bank.
You nodded, careful not to break eye contact.
“We’re in the same math and I would normally never ask this but I’m sort of falling behind, Professor Ackerman’s like sexist or something, like he keeps giving me bad grades and stuff.”
Eren looked back at your chest and then the ground before mumbling “He’s really not…”
You smile again, playfully touching his arm, “I know! But I noticed you got a 101 on the last test and if you’re not too busy, could you tutor me sometime?”
Eren swear he almost came in his pants when your hand touched his bicep. He took a deep breath, trying to remember if he had brushed his overgrown hair. This was it, you were finally talking to him instead of just jeering or laughing at his expense. And you were at his dorm of all places, where there was a bed. He mentally made a note to buy condoms.
Eren swallowed the lump in his throat, mustering up the courage to look you in the face. He regretted it instantly, you were so attractive.
“Y-Yeah. Yes. Yeah I can uh help you study and stuff..” He trailed off slightly towards the end, pushing his glasses up his nose.
Your face lit up, “Really? Oh my god thank you Eren! That’s so sweet.”
The blush on his cheeks deepened, Eren gave a quick sheepish smile before resuming his regular blank expression.
Reaching up and touching his ridiculous gaming headphones, you continued, “So I’m busy tonight, going to hangout with Connie and Jean and people. But I can probably do it tomorrow night? I just really don’t want to fail the test Friday.”
Eren nods quickly, his shoulders stiff at the feeling of your hand near his hair. “I’m free then, do you uh wanna go to your dorm or?”
You peered over his broad shoulder at his and Floch’s dorm. There was a poster of a busty, half dressed anime girl in the center, a PC set up under what you assumed was Eren’s bed, clothes and some trash scattered around the entire dorm.
“Your dorm would work better, Annie doesn’t like people in ours.”
Eren nodded again, feeling awkward at having talked to you for this long. He couldn’t remember you ever being nice to him or even acknowledging his existence in a non cruel way. His hand subtly tugged his black hoodie down over his hard on, “Yeah we can do ours, Floch won’t be here too.”
You smiled at him, dropping the hand off of his headphones, “Cool. See you tomorrow night then.”
“Cool yup, see you and stuff. Bye.” Eren quickly says, shutting the door behind you. His green eyes shot over to Floch who had been laying on the top of his bunk bed, listening in the entire time.
Eren cleared his throat, acting like his usual stoic asshole self, “Floch you can’t stay in here tomorrow night, I’m probably getting my cock sucked.”
“Whatever I didn’t wanna play Dungeons and Dragons with you anyways, me and Armin are gonna play Skyrim asshole!” Floch said bitterly, trying to hold back tears. Eren was way cooler than him, probably the coolest guy in school. Of course he’d be too busy to spend time with a loser like him. Floch sighed, rolling onto his side and looking back at the hentai on his phone.
Eren ignored him per usual, going to his own bed and laying there, trying to ignore the sounds of moaning from Floch’s phone as he closed his eyes. You wanted his help, not Jean’s or stupid Reiner or dumb Porcos. His eyes opened again, he probably needed condoms.