Unity

Chapter Four

"What's the difference?" Eren punched him in the collar bone hard enough for me to hear a thud. My hands wrapped around Eren's arms. I tried with all my body weight and strength to pull him back, but he was too strong, and once Eren's candle goes out, there's no flaming it back up until the wax has all melted.

At that moment, Mr. Braun set in. Wonderful! This is just the best time for the teacher to walk in!

"You three!" He looked down to his clipboard, probably an attendance chart with pictures, with a stern look on his face. "Jean Kirstein, Armin Arlert, and Eren Jaeger-"

"It's pronounced as Yay-ger."

"I don't care right now! You three better meet me here for an hour after school! This is completely unacceptable." Eren and I nodded, but Jean just rolled his eyes.

"Great, an hour with you douche bags." Jean muttered. Eren clenched his teeth, but went back to his seat next to mine.

"Hey, at least there's air conditioning in this hell of a school." Eren murmured. I nodded and waited for the bell to ring.

After a couple of long and boring hours of the morning, the lunch bell finally rang. As expected, Mikasa came down even though it was not her time for lunch.

"You did what?" I have never seen this side of Mikasa before. She was always very calm, even when Eren was definitely not. She had almost half of what Eren's scary anger-look was in her eyes.

"It was Jean's fault for being a douche bag." Mikasa grunted and slapped Eren's hand.

"I can't believe you got into another fight." Mikasa was frightened for hi, but Eren didn't look like he could care any less.

I stared down at my plate of food and picked at the green beans. I really have been having no appetite lately. As much as I wanted to bulk up a bit and eat more, I really had no desire to. Food never really gave me any sort of pleasure.

"If we get extra food at school and save some of it, we'll have meals for later." I stated blandly. "We just need to bring in some containers for it, and we'll have more food for later. We should also consider getting jobs." Mikasa nodded her head.

"I have looked into some jobs and applied. I've always made it, but Eren's lack of social skills always denies him and I'm not going to get a job unless Eren gets accepted too." Eren glared at Mikasa and tried his best to ignore her, but like the Eren he was, he hadn't the capability to.

"I don't have a lack of social skills, I just have a lack of concern and interest in things that bore me like working as a grocery bagger at Giant Eagle." Mikasa took a sip of water and narrowed her eyes to Eren.

"In other words, a lack of social skills. You need to have concern and interest, especially in job interviews." Eren rolled his eyes and drew his focus back to what he was eating.

The rest of the day at school went rather smoothly, and the only thing that swelled on my mind was detention. I had never been sent to detention before, and I wish I'd kept my clean streak. I've always been a goody-goody, and I didn't really mind. I'd rather be unpopular and solitary than popular with someone always watching me, just to make sue I don't do something bad or stupid like some people at my school. Eighth period went by too quickly, and in not enough time, the dismissal bell rang.

 It's not like I have a home to go to, anyways. I remembered. That's right, this school's shelter, even if it is for just an hour and for detention, is better than no shelter at all. I collected my belongings and went into Mr. Braun's room, where I saw Jean and Eren. I sat in the back with Eren when he motioned for me to sit by him.

"I'm surprised no one else is here," I forced the words to come out of my mouth. I guess I was still in a bit of shock that me, out of all people, would get detention. If anyone else were here, they'd be shocked as hell, too.

"Well, it's only the second day of school." I completely forgot about how early we were into the year. So much has happened, that I feel like we've been here for weeks longer.

Eren began fidgeting with only fifteen minutes on the clock. I knew nothing about detention, so I didn't know if the teacher was supposed to be here or not. I'm not sure if he forgot, but Mr. Braun hasn't arrived yet.

Since the desks were doubled, Eren and I were sitting at the same, longish desk with two separate chairs.

Fifteen more minutes passed, and we only had thirty more to go. Eren got tired and started sleeping. His head was lying very close to where my arms were resting, and I had a temptation to hug him or to even just hold his hand. I don't know where it came from, so as a 15 year old gay, transgender, virgin kid I was confused.

Eren's eyes fluttered open with 20 minutes left to go.

"I'm bored," he played with my fingers with his head flat against the desk.

"Of course you're bored, you've been sitting here doing nothing for the passed 40 minutes." He groaned and morphed my fingers into different positions. He seemed amused, so I let him. After five minutes of playing with my fingers, he slammed his head back on the desk, like he always did.

"You're going to bruise your fore-head if you keep doing that," he laughed and rested his face on his hands.

"Is that so?" he sounded playful, but tired. From the very edge of his cheeks I could see the slightest hint of a faint blush, and I started contemplating my feelings for him.

I decided for myself that even though he's some weird kid with anger issues and two different colored eyes, and even though I've only known him for just over a day,

I had taken a liking towards Eren Jaeger, and as more than a friend.