‼️‼️ BEFORE YALL SAY ANYTHING ABT THE OUTIFTS THIS WAS WRITTEN IN 2020/2021 AND BASED OF EVENTS IN 2018/2019 IT WAS A DIFFERENT TIME OKKKK IT WAS COACHELLLLA

You and Sasha stand outside Trost Mall. You couldn't believe how big it was. Sasha stares at her phone with her eyebrows furrowing. "So Annie isn't coming, of course." She sighs. "Mikasa is already inside and Ymir and Historia are car pooling and are almost here." She waves to you to follow her as the two of you make your way inside the mall.

As soon as you enter, there was a welcoming seating area full of big, comfortable looking couches.

On one of the couches, sat a hauntingly beautiful girl with dark hair that ended at her neck, barely grazing the top of her shoulders. She wore a red dress with a black leather jacket. You realize the two of you are wearing the same shoes.

Sasha approaches the girl and the girl looks up and gives a soft smile before she stands up. Sasha hugs her and turns to look at you. "Mikasa, this is y/n. We met in Bio, she's super cool."

She pushes you forward closer to Mikasa causing you to stumble a little. "Hi, nice to meet you. I love your shoes." You joke lightly. She looks down at your shoes and chuckles. "I like yours too." She was so pretty and even prettier when she smiled.

Sasha clasps her hands together and begins to look around. "What store should we hit first?"

"Let's go to the Gucci store!" You hear a girly voice say behind you. You spin around to find the source and see a cute, short blonde girl accompanied by a tall, thin brunette girl with freckles.

The blonde wore a white silk short dress with a light blue denim jacket and squeaky clean white shoes. Connie was right, you knew it was Historia as soon as you saw her. Which meant the other girl must be Ymir.

Ymir seemed to be more on the serious side. She didn't smile much but you notice her eyes soften each time she looked at Historia. She wore a red cropped tank top with mom jeans, gold earrings and white sneakers with a red Nike symbol.

"Gucci?" Sasha groans. "I don't have Gucci money! Let's go to Forever 21!"

Historia frowns and sighs. "Fiiiiiine." She turns to look at you and smiles. "Hi! I'm Historia! You must be y/n. Right?" You nod and return the smile. She seemed nice, nothing how you imagined by how they had described her earlier.

"This is Ymir. Say hi Ymir." Historia says wrapping her hand around Ymir's arm. "Hey." Ymir says. She was so naturally pretty and was the only one of you all not wearing any makeup at all.

As the five of you walk to Forever 21, you realize you have no idea what kind of party it's going to be so you decide to ask. "It's a house party to kick off the first day of an amazing ass year!" Historia grins. "It was originally just gonna be a small kick back but word spreads fast."

Ymir snorts. "Plus, Eren's parties are legendary. They always end up bigger than planned." You try to picture it in your mind.

"Bigger than mine?" Historia pouts with her arms crossed, stopping Ymir in her tracks. "No, yours are better. Thought we all knew that." Ymir replies smooth and quick. Historia smiles big and continues walking toward the store.

"So? Causal? Dressy?" You ask still not fully understanding.

"Dress cute but not too cute. You get me? Like dress in something that will be eye catching but comfortable enough to just be chilling. Also, since a lot of people are going, make sure you don't wear something you'll get hot in. Even though his house is pretty big, it fills up quick." Historia says nonchalantly.

You grow more nervous. You think she notices it because she puts a hand on your shoulder and looks you in the eye and says, "Don't worry I'll help you pick! Shopping is like my super power. I love clothes." She cheeses. You breathe again. Wow, you really did have the wrong idea of her.

Sasha somehow had a pretzel from a nearby pretzel shop in her hand while she shopped. Ymir followed Historia around and answered all of her questions such as, "What about this one?" or "Does this color compliment my skin tone?"

You ran your fingers through a rack and began your search. Mikasa by the rack next to you. "Do you know what you're somewhat looking for?" You ask her trying to not only make conversation but also to get some ideas for your own outfit as well.

She shakes her head. "No, not really. As long as it's black though, I don't mind." She spoke so softly it was almost hard to hear what she said.

"Black is definitely your color. Red looks good on you too." You say agreeing. She looks up and she smiles slightly. "You think so?"

You nod your head and hold up a black dress you found and put to her chest. "Totally." She smiles a smile bigger than her usual one and you can't help but feel accomplished.

"Oh my god! Mikasa! You HAVE TO wear that! You would look soooo hot!" Historia gushes. You wink at Mikasa saying you told her so.

She blushes as she stares at the dress. "I wouldn't even know what to wear it with." She says quietly almost like shes embarrassed.

"A cute belt, jacket or cardigan and a choker necklace and you're all set!" Historia offers. Mikasa pictures the outfit in her head and her face glows up. She smiles even bigger.

Before you even realize it, everyone has found an outfit and has paid already except for you. The girls come up to you returning from the register and ask if you need help.

"I honestly think I'm just overthinking it." You sigh. Historia lifts a finger and touches it to her shiny lip gloss. "Hmmm, well what's your aesthetic?"

You must've made a stupid face because she goes on to explain. "Like how do you usually dress or like to? Like for example, Mikasa rocks goth, rocker girl clothes. Ymir is sporty chic. Sasha is flowly, floral and casual flower child. I'm usually in pastels and dressy clothes."

You think back to all your clothes. You have no idea what to even categorize it as so you just take out your phone and show her some pictures of some of your favorite outfits you have worn. Historia snaps her fingers. "Give me like five minutes!" She yells as she takes off. Ymir chuckles to herself.

She does in fact return in just five minutes with a whole outfit in her hands. She holds it up to you and looks at the girls for their opinions. "That's super cute!" Sasha gleams. Mikasa smiles and nods. "Nice job." Ymir says.

You turn to look for a mirror and your eyes widen. "Okay, this is cute. You definitely gotta be a stylist or fashion designer or something, Historia." The blonde squeals and bounces up and down while clapping. "Go pay! Let's get a bite to eat before we start getting ready." She says. Sasha shoots up at the words 'bite to eat' and drags you to the register.

After you all leave the mall, everyone agrees on eating at Chic-fil-a. You of course go in the cars you came in. You and Sasha in her yellow Volkswagen buggy. Mikasa in her black, obviously, Nissan Altima. And Ymir and Historia in Historia's all white Mercedes.

You sit down at the table after ordering and the girls are already engaged into a conversation with each other. "You sure it's not gonna be weird?" Sasha asks Historia, her mouth full of nuggets.

Historia laughs and flips her hair. "Why would it be awkward? I'm not scared of him. Plus, there's no hard feelings."

You had no idea what she was referring to or who she was talking about but by the way she sounded, it sounded more like she was trying to convince herself rather than Sasha.

"There should be, he did you dirty." Ymir barks. Historia rolls her eyes and attempts to keep her cool, carefree demeanor. "I knew what I was getting myself into. I was using him too." Ymir rolls her eyes and scoffs. "Right. Is that why you cried over him?" Historia's face grows cold and she stands up and stomps her way over to the restroom.

Sasha frowns. "Why would you say that?" Ymir shrugs. "It's the truth. He also dumped Mikasa to the side too. They're basically family and he barely even looks her way anymore." Mikasa sinks into her seat. It was hurting her too. You wanna ask who they're talking about but find it better not to intrude. Afterall, you hated when people asked questions about your personal life too.

Ymir sighs and stands up. Sasha looks up at her angrily, "You better go apologize." Ymir rolls her eyes and flicks her off. "Already on it." She says as she walks toward the restroom.

Sasha notices you for the first time during the argument. "Oh shit. Did you hear all that? Promise we aren't always like that. He's just a sensitive topic sometimes." She explains shoving waffle fries in her mouth.

"Who exactly?" You ask. "Eren." Mikasa answers for Sasha since she had a mouth full and always hated when Sasha talked with her mouth full. It catches you off guard that she actually calls him by his name considering how everyone referred to him as Jaeger.

You make an O with your mouth and say "Ohhhhh." Now everything was starting to piece together.

Sasha turns around to make sure Historia hasn't returned yet before speaking. She also takes a big gulp of her sprite. "Historia and him used to have a thing. They had sex multiple times so she thought they were getting serious and were gonna become exclusive. She asked him about it and he basically laughed in her face and then ghosted her. She tries to play it like she didn't care but she was actually really hurt over it for a while." You begin to realize why they aren't the biggest fans of him.

"What a dick." You say and you catch Mikasa sinking into her chair even more now looking down. Sasha notices you catching her and says, "Mikasa doesn't like to bad mouth him because they grew up together. They used to be insanely close. His parents basically raised Mikasa. But once he started becoming a fuckboy, he ignored her all the time." Mikasa keeps her gaze at her shoes saying nothing.

You stay quiet for a while and try to process the information. So he really was a manwhore like Connie said. I mean, you aren't surprised. The man was ridiculously gorgeous. It starts making sense why Connie and Sasha were trying to protect you from knowing about him.

"So, why are we going to his party again?" You ask raising an eyebrow. Sasha finishes the last of her fries. "Like Jean said, yeah he's a dick but he throws a mean party. Plus, he's usually MIA the entire party because he's upstairs trying to get into another girl's pants." She gets up and throws her's and Mikasa's trash away since Mikasa didn't seem like she was gonna move anytime soon.

Historia and Ymir return with Ymir's arm around Historia. Historia's eyes red and puffy. She tries to play it off and says that her allergies are acting up. We all pretend to believe her and go along with it.

"Anyways, it's already 7." She sniffles. "Let's head home and start getting dressed. Do you guys wanna get dressed at my place? We can pregame too!" She grins.

Sasha stands up and pushes her chair in and you follow. "Actually we're gonna pull up with Connie and Jean." She says. Mikasa's eyes shoot up when she hears Jean's name. You catch it but pretend not to.

"Oh okay. Mikasa? What about you?" Historia says, disappointment lingering in her voice.

Mikasa stands up. "I'm down. I need you to help me put my outfit together anyway." Historia's face lights up. "Yay, okay!" She turns back to look at you and Sasha again. "See you guys there? We gotta make sure to take pictures together!" You and Sasha both nod and wave goodbye to the three girls and leave.

In the car, while Sasha is driving, you look at the window and admire your new town. You begin thinking about all the places you want to try with your newly found friends.

Which reminds you.

"Historia is actually super sweet. I thought she was going be awful by the way Connie described her." You say.

Sasha laughs and turns down the music a little. "I told you not to worry, she's cool. Yes, she's spoiled but she's not obnoxious about it. And like I said, as long as you don't mess with the things she wants, you're good. She's sweet until you get on her bad side." You couldn't see Historia have a bad side but then again, you just met.

"Mikasa is pretty cool too," You add. "She's really quiet though."

Sasha nods. "Yeah she's just more to herself and a little shy but she gets cool when she gets comfortable around you. She can be really funny sometimes too."

You look at the window again and remember how sad Mikasa looked when they were discussing Eren. And then you also remember how her eyes darted to you when she heard Jean's name.

"Do Mikasa and Jean have a thing or something?" You ask really hoping the answer is no.

Sasha snickers. "I think they like eachother. Jean liked her for the longest but she never really gave him the time of day because she was in love with someone else. So eventually, he gave up and once he did, that's when she started to pay attention to him more but I think it was already too late." You purse your lips together not sure if that's the answer you wanted to hear or not. "Damn."

Sasha side eyes you. "Why? You interested in Jean or something?" She lets out a laugh. You instantly feel your face get hot. "No, I was just wondering." You say defensively.

"Mmhm." She mumbles. "I think he might be into you." She says making sure to sneak a peek at you to see your reaction when she finished saying it. Your nose scrunches up and you try to conceal your smile. "Really?"

She nods. "Yup. I've known him for years, I can tell when he's into someone just by the way he looks at them. I haven't seen him look at anyone like that since Mikasa though. I guess he really did give up on her."

You stare at the window trying to hide your face from her. You couldn't stop smiling thinking about how you were gonna see him later tonight.