Some events based off of the song She's Kinda Hot by 5 Seconds Of Summer. I don't own the song or the band (sadly).
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"I need to get home." Eren said. "Horseface," He walked towards Jean. "If you hurt Mikasa, emotionally or physically, you're dead."

"I won't, Jaeger." Jean frowned.

Eren glared at him. "Fine. But, if you do--"

"Then I'll get to him first. And you know I will. But, if she hurts him, she's dead. In a second. So, you make sure she doesn't hurt Jean and I'll make sure he doesn't hurt her." You glared at him.

"Okay, fine." Eren sighed. "See you later, (n/n)."

"See ya." You replied. Eren turned around and walked away.

Jean blinked, speechless. "Are you trying to ruin your friendship with Jaeger?"

"Yeah, I'm totally not trying to be a good friend to you." You rolled your eyes.

Jean chuckled. "Get onto my back."

"Are you insane, Kirstein?" You asked, bewildered.

"Maybe, (l/n)." He replied. You sighed and hopped onto his back. He put his hands underneath your legs, giving you a piggyback ride. He started running around. You laughed, the wind blowing in your hair.

After ten minutes, you got off of his back. You grinned.

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The next day, you got up and made your bed. You took a shower and washed your hair. You changed into a Blink-182 shirt and a pair of shorts after drying and brushing your hair. You also brushed your teeth and got ready for school. You put on a pair of (favorite shoe brand).

After eating breakfast, you hugged your Mom and walked to school with (Friend's name).

"So. . How are things with Jean?" She winked.

"Um, fine." You answered. "Things are still the same."

"Are they?" She asked.

You looked at her suspiciously. "Yes. . They are. ."

"Okaaay. If you say soooo." She sang.

"What? Do you know something I don't?" You glanced at her.

"Maaaybeee." She had a huge grin.

"What is it, (Friend's name)?" You were a bit annoyed.

"Nooothiiing." (Friend's name) winked.

"Tell me what the bloody secret is!" You frowned.

She patted your head. "Patience is a virtue, (n/n)."

Your eye twitched. "Do you think anyone would notice if I murdered you?"

"I would. But, I'd be dead." (Friend's name) shrugged.

"Then, I can?" You smirked.

"What? No!" She moved away from you.

You laughed. "I might. . When you don't expect it. ."

"(f/n)! No!" She laughed and glared at you.

"You never know. ."

"Stop! You're scaring me!"

"I can sense fear."

"What? Liar!"

"For all you know, I could be telling the truth."

"True-- Stop, seriously!"

"Hehehe. I'll see you in Language Arts class today. ."

"Why am I your friend?"

"Because, I'm weird." You answered.

"That's exactly why." She laughed.

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Your Language Arts teacher was talking about why you shouldn't chew gum in school, all because Reiner decided to.

You tapped your pencil on the desk.

I thought this was supposed to be a Language Arts class. Not let-me-give-you-useless-advice class.

You had to hold back a yawn.

On the bright side, there probably won't be any homework.

The bell rang, dismissing the class. "Class! Remember! You have-- Oh, I forgot about the lesson that was supposed to help with your homework! Shoot! Um, class! We will do today's lesson tomorrow. And tomorrow's lesson! Yes! Bye!" Ms. H yelled as everyone left the classroom.

Worst. Language. Arts. Class. Ever. How am I going to pass the final exam?

You sighed and walked down the hallway, your backpack slung over your shoulder.

"Hey, I heard Ms. H lectured the class and didn't give out homework." Jean said, next to you.

"Yeah. But, how will we pass the final exam? We have two lessons in one class tomorrow." You asked.

"At least there's no homework, right?" He smirked.

You scoffed. "This is the last year of high school."

"Exactly. We should all enjoy it." He said.

"Mhm." You both walked to the cafeteria.

"Did you sleep in?" Mikasa asked Jean, glancing at him. "You were ten minutes late."

"Yeah, sorry. ." He sighed.

"Hm." She stopped holding his hand. She glanced at her phone. "I'm getting a phone call. I'll be back." With that, she got up and walked away.

"I'll be back too." You said and followed Mikasa. She entered a closet and closed the door. You leaned against the door.

"Krista! No! I told you to keep it away! Great job! You get the 'best friend of the year' award! Yes, I'm being sarcastic!" She yelled. "It was obvious-- Oh, hi Ymir! Why is Krista crying? What happened? No. . It wasn't me. She says it was? Tell her to come by my house and we can talk with ice cream. .

No? She said no? Why would she say that? . . Well, that was rude. I don't like her tone. Ymir is so ru-- Oh! Ymir! N-No. . I said Ymir is so radical. I thought you were Annie. Bye."

You heard footsteps coming closer to the door. You ran and hid inside a locker. Once the footsteps went farther and farther away, you let out a sigh and got out of the locker.

You rolled your eyes. "Jean needs to know the bloody truth."

You ran into the cafeteria and to the table. "Jean, can I talk to you?"

"Sure." He stood up.

Mikasa grabbed his arm and pulled him back down. "No, sorry." She smiled.

"Mikasa. What happened to you? You're acting rude." You said, frowning.

"Am I? Am I really?" She asked, standing up.

"Yes." You answered with no emotion, your arms crossed.

"Oh?" Mikasa walked towards you. "Do you like my boyfriend?"

"You did not just ask me that." You frowned.

"Why won't you answer it? Is it true?" She smirked.

"Mikasa." Jean said, glancing at her.

"Jean, babe, not now." She took a step closer to you. "Is. It. True?"

You glared at her before your fist connected with her face. "Popular girls. Such a pain."

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Ooh, you punched Jean's girlfriend!
Eren: She's going to pay.

Me: Eren, what. You do realize I'm writing this, right?

Eren: I don't care.

Me: ~glares at Eren~ Ooh, boy. I'm going to make you suffer. ~casually types on my phone~

Eren: ~eyes widen~ You wouldn't. .

Me: Sweetheart, this is a "Jean x Reader" not an "Eren x Reader." ;)

Eren: . . .

Me: Well, I'm going to make Eren suffer in the story now. . Bye.