Okay. Before I start this chapter I would like to say...
There are some different languages in this chapter and it may get confusing for you. I've put what it means in English underneath. For example;

'Ich bin jetzt wirklich müde' I said in German.
(I'm really tired.)

'Allez dormir alors' you said in French.
(Then go to sleep.)

'Jag kan inte' I replied in Swedish.
(I can not.)

Again... I'm aware this may get really confusing but work with it and let me know how I could make it easier in the comments.

Also... Some things may be mistranslated as I used google translate. Feel free to correct me :)

With that in mind. Le go.

Oh... one last thing; This chapter is dedicated to @demarrya because she's amazing.

Love you author-chan ^.^

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Word count: 1849

Eren P.o.v:

At the end of English, Armin introduced me to his friends.

"This is Connie..." He pointed to the bald kid that overheard me and Armin in English.

"Sasha..." A lazy eyed yet energetic girl currently eating (or more like attacking) a loaf of bread.

"Annie..." A girl with blonde hair and a bored expression plastered on her face.

"Christa..." A timid looking girl that honestly could be mistaken for Armin.

"Ymir..." A tall freckled brunette clinging to Christa for dear life.

"Marco..."A freckled, black haired boy who looked like he was the happiest guy on earth.

"And last but certainly not least..." Armin paused dramtically, making me roll my eyes.

"Jean... but you already know who he is." Armin said with a smirk, and he then proceeded to explain to the group how me and Jean used to date.

Three years Jean and I had been together... It was a happy relationship, but we decided to break up when Jean was forced to move to America by his family, thinking that a long distance relationship wouldn't work. Who would've thought that when I moved there five months later that we'd end up going to the exact same school?

I playfully punched Armin as me and Jean smiled at each other.

Suddenly I heard a familiar voice calling my name.

"Eren... Is that you?" Mikasa called from somewhere behind me.

"Merde" I mumbled in French.
(Shit)

"Eren Jaeger, how many times do I have to call you. We've talked about th-" She paused.

I turned in my spot to see why and saw her glaring at Jean.

"Eren..." She said, trying to keep her voice low. "what's he doing here? And why are you talking to him?"

When I didn't answer she walked slowly up to Jean.
"Listen here horseface..." She hissed.

"Mikasa! Sei nett!" I warned in German.
(Mikasa! Be nice!)

"Es tut mir leid Jean." I mumbled, turning to him.
(I'm sorry Jean.)

"Hey, has anyone got subtitles?" Connie asked, earning a few snickers from the others.

Jean ignored Connie and turned to me, flashing a small smile.
"Seine in ordnung, keine sorge."
(It's ok, do not worry.)

Mikasa never liked Jean much. Before he met me he used to have a massive crush on her, he tried and tried to win her over but all his attempts were in vain.

She still didn't like him when he started dating me, but she tolerated him for my sake.

When we broke up Mikasa swore to me that she'd never forgive him for making me cry... Not that I did.

Anyways...

Mikasa proceeded to back him against the wall and ignored my warning.

"If you ever hurt Eren again. I will personally make sure that you don't live to see twenty. Do I make myself clear?"

"Woah, woah... Mikasa you know I never meant to hurt Eren. I had no choice, I was forced to move here. You understand that right?" He said softly, holding his hands up in surrender.

"Did I ask if you meant to hurt him? I don't think I did... I asked if you understood that if you dare to do it again I will kill you." She growled, glaring at him with so much hatred it was frightening.

Jean hesitated but nodded frantically. We watched as she stalked off.

As soon as she was around the corner and out of sight I walked to Jean and hugged him.

"I'm so sorry Jean. You know how overprotective she is... it got even worse when you left." I mumbled into his shoulder.

"Hey Eren, it's fine." He said laughing as he hugged me back tightly.

"It's not."

"I'm used to her."

"I know, I know... but she still shouldn't talk to you like that, regardless of how much she hates you."

I started mumbling to myself in Swedish as Jean hugged me.

"Hon kommer förstöra allt. Allt är bra innan hon kommer in i bilden. När ska hon lära sig att inte blanda sig i mina affärer?"
(She will destroy everything. Everything is always good until she butts in. When's she gonna learn to keep her nose out of my business?)

"Eren!" Jean snapped his fingers in my face.

"Look at me... It's okay, I promise you. Mikasa will be Mikasa." He reassured softly.

I nodded and pulled out of the hug.

"Okay... can someone explain to me what the fuck you where just saying? I heard like four different languages." I heard Sasha say.

"You haven't told them?" Jean looked to me confused and after I shook my head no, I let him explain.

"Guys, Eren is a polyglot..."

"What's that?"

"Is that like a fancy word for idiot or something?"

"Ymir!"

"Seriously what does it mean?"

"GUYS!" Armin yelled.

"Thankyou Armin... I was about to explain until you lot butted in. A polyglot is someone who is multi-lingual, someone who can speak many different languages. That's right isn't it Eren?' Jean asked, turning to look at me.

"Yeah, that's right. I can speak eight languages right now, and I'm working on making it nine.'

"That is so cool!"

"Can you do Japanese?!"

"What about Spanish?!"

I laughed at them as we walked to the cafeteria.

Once we were there I had many requests to say things in other languages.

Jean could understand some of it, having lived in Germany, but other than that he was pretty much in the dark as well.

"Alors ... Y at-il des garçons intéressants ici en plus Jean?" I asked in French, a smirk gracing my lips.
(So... Are there any interesting guys here besides Jean?)

Suddenly I heard a voice reply in French behind me.

"Eh bien, si tous considérez Jean attrayant je pense que je pourrais avoir une chance ."
(Well , if you consider Jean attractive I think I might have a chance.)

I turned in my chair to be met with steel grey eyes.

I looked back at the others and saw them all staring at me weirdly, Armin visibly gulped.

What's their problem?

Turning back to the voice, I took in its owners appearance.

Before me stood a boy a bit smaller than me, he had jet black hair styled into an undercut, (kinda like Marcos but longer) he had grey eyes with little flecks of silver and blue. His face was sharp and defined and his body was incredibly well built, I could even see some of his abs through his t-shirt.

"Il y a un problème?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.
(Is something the matter?)

Shit... I was staring wasn't I...

"Non pas du tout" I replied quickly.
(Not at all)

"Alors ... suis-je plus attrayant que visage de cheval, ou non?"
(So ... am I more attractive than horse face, or not?)

I see.... So he's playing it that way huh?

You don't insult my boyfriend judgment... No matter how pretty you may be.

He has a massive grin on his face and I'm really tempted to punch it off. But one look at his muscles and attitude says that I would definitely lose that fight.

"Ça dépends si tous voyez attrayant l'équivalent d'un arriére du cochon alors oui......... Vous êtes plus attrayant."
(That depends on whether you see attractive as the equivalent of a pigs rear end then yeah... You're attractive.)

'Notez le sarcasme' I added a second later.
(Note the sarcasm)

His mischievous grin disappeared and was replaced with a frown. I mentally fist bumped myself in accomplishment.

I watched him walk away and then turned back to the others who were all staring at me in amazement.

"What?" I asked giving them a funny look.

"Eren... What did you say to him?" Sasha asked, she even paused eating her loaf of bread, which was half gone now.

"Why does it matter? The douche left didn't he?" I said, playing with my fingers.

"No, Eren... You don't understand. That was Levi Ackerman... He's the most popular guy in school, the guys a total badass..." Jean said, shrugging. Armin nodded in agreement.

"Do you know how many people would want to be in your place just then? A lot... A lot of people."

"We were just talking... I don't see what the big deal is."

"That is the big deal Eren." Connie jumped in. "Levi doesn't talk to anybody. As in like... anybody."

"Really? I find it hard to believe that he doesn't talk to anyone..."

"Well... it's true, and when he does it's not usually in a such a friendly tone, and he never smiles. What did you two talk about?"

"Well I asked you guys if there was any attractive guys here other than Jean." I confessed and both of us blushed before Armin urged me to carry on.

"Then he said 'if you find Jean attractive I think I might have a chance' and I just stayed quiet because come on... He's pretty hot.
Anyways... then he was like 'so am I more attractive than horse face or not?' And I was just like oh hell to the no, bitch. You don't insult my taste in men and get away with it, so I said 'if you count attractive as a pigs butt then yeah you're attractive...' and then he frowned and walked off..."

"You said it just like that? In that context and everything?" Armin said in disbelief.

I nodded and looked around at all their surprised faces.

"I don't know how you're not dead right now. Like seriously, anyone else would legitimately not be able to breath."

"He's that bad?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

They all nodded simultaneously.

"Hmm..."

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LEVI HAS ENTERED THE BUILDING EVERYONE.
Eeeekkk I'm so exxcciiitteeddddd.

I know alot of this was about Jean and Eren in an Eren and Levi fic but I wanted you all to know why they broke up and I needed a good way to introduce Mikasa :)

Also, Levi... Ami'right 😏

Anyway.... I know that this is extremely long but --- Awh! My nephew just rolled over in his sleep and he's hugging me. Cutie. --- it's currently.... 3:23am and I'm bored and can't sleep so... Voila. xD

Thanks to @asoumaglam for correcting me and Google translate :)

Constructive criticism is always welcome, as are you. :)

Enjoy!

~Max
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