𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐦 ! 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫
𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐
𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : 𝐀𝐓𝐋 𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡.
𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞: 𝟕:𝟎𝟎 𝐩.𝐦.

"Get up and come on. We're going to The Juke." You felt the covers you put over your head being ripped off of you, immediately making you squint your eyes due to the room's sudden brightness. You looked up at the two figures standing above you.

Once your eyes adjusted, you made them out to be your two best friends : JuJu and Bryson. They were the only boys your dad and uncle didn't mind you spending so much time around, mostly because they didn't like girls. Actually Bryson liked both but that was beside the point.  You yanked the covers back over your face. "Leave me alone."

You've been in a bad mood for the past few days due to a bit of a messy breakup with your boyfriend of two years, Porco. See what had happened was, when he found out you were transferring back to Paradis High, he broke it off. Said he couldn't "handle long distance". Come to find out, he started dating a new girl not even a week after. Needless to say, you tried-keyword is tried- to put a brick through his windshield. Thankfully, Bryson was there to stop you, especially since JuJu ass was holding another brick just in case you happened to miss.

The covers were snatched off of you one more time. You looked to see JuJu already rummaging through your closet and Bryson standing over you. "(y/n) you know I'll drag your ass outta this bed," Bryson said about to wrap his hands around your ankles, having them in perfect yanking position.

You kicked off his hands and rolled out of bed. "Can't we just.. I dunno not go ?"

"No. The niggas are gonna be out tonight and we're not passing that up," JuJu called from the closet, tossing an outfit onto your bed.

Bryson threw one of your stuffed bears at him for his hot boy motives before looking back at you. "Andd, everyone would be happy to see you again. It's been.."

"A damn year," JuJu continued.

"A year," Bryson reiterated.

You crossed your arms and gave them both an unconvinced look. Bryson sighs, "JuJu will pay for your snacks-"

"Boy why can't you do it ?!" Juju interrupts.

"Because I'm not going to."

You flopped back onto your bed and thought about it. You were too busy being sad to want to go skating. But then again, JuJu did say the niggas would be out and he always knew what was going on. Plus, maybe you could see some of your old friends before school started on Monday. You sighed heavily and snatched up the outfit JuJu laid onto your bed before walking into the bathroom.

You took your time getting dressed and once you were done, JuJu helped you with your makeup while Bryson picked out played with your braids, putting them into a ponytail with a swoop. They were like your fairy godfathers. Once they were done with you, you looked, and partially felt, like a new person. You did one final check in the mirror before picking up your white skates with a pink lightning bold running across the sides. They matched JuJu's and Bryson's since JuJu had his in yellow and Bryson had his in blue.

The three of you made your way down the steps, as quietly as you could before running into your dad. Your dad, Erwin was a good one. He provided for you and your mom in more ways than just financial. Still didn't take away from the fact that his being a well known detective made him a tad bit over protective. And it just so happened that your uncle Levi (who wasn't really your uncle but you get it) was there as well.

"Hello, princess. I see you're out of bed," Erwin smiled down at you before greeting the two boys behind you. "How are you feeling since-"

"Fine,"you cut him off. "I'm feeling fine," you reiterated in a nicer tone.

"Good."

"I still think you should've thrown the brick," Levi grumbled, shooting a glare at Bryson since he was the one holding you back.

"Levi, we're detectives. You can't say stuff like that," Erwin side eyed his partner.

Levi ignored his statement and continued. "Where are you three off to ?"

"The Juke," you answered.

Your dad's face turned into a worried one. The Juke wasn't necessarily a bad place. It was just the occasional riff raff that would make an appearance. And though things like that were normal, especially where you lived, he didn't want you to have any parts. However, he saw that this was the only thing that got you out of bed so he let it go. Especially since school would be starting soon. "Okay be safe. Judah and Bryson watch out for her," your dad said to the two.

JuJu did a soldier's salute. "Sir yes sir !"

Bryson hit him in the shoulder, earning a hit back before responding to your dad in a more serious manner. "We will Mr.Smith."

(𝐲/𝐧), 𝐣𝐮𝐣𝐮, & 𝐛𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧

Your dad and "uncle" gave you guys all a satisfied nod before the three of you hopped into JuJu's pink Jeep with LEDS on both the inside and outside of the car that matched the car's neon color. It looked as if it was straight out of a 2000s movie. The hood of the car, along with its sides, were off since it wasn't really cold yet in Atlanta. You all drove over to the rink, blasting whatever JuJu played on aux.

As soon as you pulled up to the crowded parking lot, you were greeted with a bunch of lowrides, different types of motorcycles, and people gathering around for the rink's doors to open for tonight's skate. Music was blasting from this one low ride in particular where a bunch of people were at. Apparently Bryson and JuJu knew them since as soon as they saw them, Bryson stood up through the sunroof and greeted them, loudly.

JuJu parked in a few spots away from them. "Who were they ?" you asked the two as the three of you began to walk up to them.

"Friends from school," Bryson answered.

One thing about you was, in all the years that you lived there, many people quickly learned who you were. Whether it be because of your looks or because of your personality, a lot of people favored you and liked you hence why you said hi to at least ten people since getting out of the car. However, you didn't know everyone who knew you.

So since you didn't know them like that, you told them you'd meet them at the opening. You pulled out your phone and texted someone you were certain was going to be there tonight. Mikasa Ackerman. You saw her a few times at family functions since her and your families were close because of Levi and your dad. So, like every person our age does, you guys exchanged information and ever since then the both of you would hang out. She was the only girl you found yourself getting close to.

𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚 <𝟑

𝐲𝐨𝐮
heyy
r u gonna be at the juke tn ?

𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚 <𝟑
ofc
omg wait r u back from school ?

𝐲𝐨𝐮
yesss

𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚 <𝟑
ok im here now so i'll come look for u

Before looking up from your phone, you liked her message and waited in an idle spot in the lot. You said hi to a few more people passing by, before you heard a familiar voice." (y/n) ?!" she looked at you excitedly as you walked up to her.

"Hey !" you gave her a tight hug before she took a step back to look at you. And you did the same. You analyzed how Mikasa finally started wearing more black like she wanted. She looked like a 2000's punk and she looked good. "You look great !"

"Me ? Look at you !" she answered before looking behind you. "Is Bry and Ju here with you ?"

You nodded, "Yeah but they went to talk to their friends."

"Ohh," she responded before taking one more look at you. "Wait so are you visiting ? I would've thought you had to go to school by now."

"No. I'm coming back to Paradis- Sorry ! I forgot to tell you but I've been.. busy." Yeah bitch. Busy crying over a boy that didn't care about you anymore.

"No worries ! We'll have plenty of time to catch up. But come with me I have people you'll be happy to see."

You agreed to come with her and walked over to a pickup truck where a few other people were congregated with. "Hey guys look who's back," she called to the people.

The three boys and two girls turned to look at you before getting excited looks on their faces. "Is that (y/n) ?" the two brown hair girls wrapped their arms around you.

"Hi Ymir. Hey Sasha," you greeted her, giddily. You weren't as close to Sasha as you were Ymir and Mikasa but she would still come to sleepovers and hangouts that you were at. She was cool people. The rest of the boys, Armin, Jean, and Eren walked up to you, hugging you and questioning what you were doing there.

You answered all of their questions before hearing JuJu and Bryson walk over to you all. They, as well, greeted their classmates. For the next thirty minutes, you guys stood around talking and catching up. You told them all the trials and tribulations of a boring ass private school, but you made sure to leave out the whole Porco thing.

The rink finally opened. You, JuJu, and Bryson decided to stick with Mikasa and her friends. At least that's what ya'll were going to do until "It's Like That" began to play on the speakers. (a/n : it's somewhere near the bottom of the playlist or at the beginning of this chapter if you wanted to play it now lol)  JuJu and Bryson dragged you to the floor to start skating.

"(y/n), you remember that one thing we used to do ?" Bryson leaned forward to ask you over the music.

You thought about it for a little before nodding. He was referring a little train that the three of you would dance in as you all skated. You felt as Bryson put his hands on your shoulders and looked back to see JuJu put his hands on Bryson's. The three of you continued to skate swaying to the left and then the right, around and round the rink.

You suddenly feel the hands on your shoulder let go and then notice two people come up next to you. "Go head (y/n)," JuJu called to you over the music. You looked at him and playfully rolled your eyes.

"Yeah come on !" you hear Bryson yell.

You sighed and offered a small little sway of your hips to start as you continued to skate. But as you got back more into the swing of skating, you felt your body let a little loose, dancing to the music. And especially when you heard JuJu and Bryson in the back hyping you up, you got a little more energetic with your movements.

You continued to do this, with your friends hyping you up, and earned a few looks of admiration and even some people coming to dance with you, whether it was twirling you or skating beside you for a brief second. When you felt yourself get a little too winded to keep dancing, you slowed down a little so that JuJu and Bryson could catch up. As soon as they got up to you, you felt JuJu cling to your arm. "Boy what the he-"

"Girl shush. Don't look now but ole boy staring at you at 3 o'clock," he said into your ear. Just to piss him off, because he hated when you did this, you looked directly at the guy he was talking about. He stood on a wall outside of where people were skating. Two girls were trying to talk his head off about something but his eyes were fixed on you. He wore a simple black shirt and jeans. You could also see a glimmer on his neck due to the rink's colorful lights. You watched as he drew in his lips and looked you up and down, before shooting you a smirk. One of those, you think to yourself.

You felt JuJu tug your arm a little. "Girl didn't I just say not to look now ?!"

You laughed at his reaction. "It's not that serious, boy relax."

"Um yes it is. That's C, girl."

"Who ?" you asked, tilting your head.

Bryson sucked his teeth. "How you know everybody and they momma but not C ?" You shrugged. He lets out an exaggerated sigh. "He's only like the nigga who could hook you up with anything. Everybody knows him. He's cool peoples."

"And he's probably the finest dude in Paradis-"

"JuJu just last week you said it was Eren's brother," Bryson dimmed his eyes at the boy.

"I changed my mind. The beard looked weird up close- That's not that point ! (y/n) go talk to him," JuJu said, pushing you forward a little.

"I don't know that man."

"Okay.."JuJu paused before you feel something being slipped into your back pocket. "Sorry baby." As soon as he said this, you felt two pairs of hands push you towards the floor's exit. If it wasn't for you catching yourself onto someone right near the wall, you would've busted your ass.

You looked up at the person and your eyes immediately widened. He looked good. The boy had freckles that coated his adorable pierced button nose, that was placed between a pair of golden eyes. His hair was in a short buzzcut and you spotted a small heart tattoo on the side of his right eye. You quickly snapped out of your daze, looking back to your scheming friends on the dance floor. Bryson threw up a heart sign with his hands as JuJu continued to laugh his ass off.

Oh shit this must be C, you thought to yourself before immediately letting go of the person. "My fault my dumbass friends-"

"You good."

You didn't know what else to say, simply because there wasn't anything else to say, so you began to skate away. You checked in your back pocket for the thing you felt slip in earlier and pull out a crisp twenty dollar bill. You smiled to yourself as you skated up to the snack stand, where a familiar old man worked. "(y/n) ? Is that you girl ?" His country accent made you smile.

"Hey Mr. Nelson. How are you ?"

"Living and serving nachos. How about you ? You're finally out that rich kid school ?"

"Yeah," you laugh. "Can I get a Sprite please ?"

"Coming right up darling." You went to hand him the twenty but he put his hand out, pushing the bill away. "On the house. Welcome home,(y/n)." You smiled and thanked him before taking the cold drink out of his hands and plopping yourself into one of the chairs that lined the counter. You sat with your back facing the stand and watched everyone skating. You spotted your two friends. They noticed you staring at them and tried to give you innocent smiles but you saw right through them and flipped them both off.

"Yo."

You look to the side of you to see a.. semi-handsome boy skating up to you. "Hi," you fake smile.

"Why don't you come skate with me lil' mama ?"

You looked him up and down but inhaled and exhaled before answering. "I'm good."

"C'mon girl. Let me show you a move or two." By now, the unwanted stranger was starting to get a little closer than you would've liked.

You hated- no. Despised people like this. Especially those who walked around with a sense of entitlement. You didn't owe anything to this man but yet he felt comfortable enough to push the limits. "I could've sworn I said I'm good."

The dude sucked his teeth. "You come home and start actin' boujee-"

"Nigga I don't know you," you cut him off before putting your hand up, silently telling him to talk to the hand. But then you feel a force grab onto your wrist. "Excuse you ?"

"I can't stand-". You waited for the barbarian to finish his sentence but noticed he didn't finish it because of someone's hand on his shoulder.

That person being the one they call "C". He didn't say anything to your tormentor. He only shot him a look and nodded his head, signaling him to move along. The boy who grabbed your wrist looked scared shitless. He dropped your hand and walked away, grumbling curses under his breath. C waited for the guy to get further away before skating closer to you. "You good ?"

"Yeah thanks," you answer. You redirected your attention back to the skating floor, still pissed off by what happened.

"You're (y/n) ?" he asked, calling your attention back to him.

"Yup. You are..?"

"They call me C. So you're the girl who was in that preppy ass school ?" You heard him laugh to himself.

You raised your eyebrow. "Keyword is was. I don't go there anymore. Matter of fact, do I know you from somewhere ? You seem to know a bit about me."

"Nope and I really don't. I just heard a bit. People wouldn't stop talking about you tonight."

Maybe it was you being still a little ticked about the guy from earlier or the way his tone was completely smug and monotone but you weren't really feeling this conversation. You got up and started to skate to a trash can so that you could go back and skate with your friends but C followed right behind you. You began to get a little annoyed. "Can I help you with something ?"

C laughed. "Yeah. Come skate with me." Right after he asked this, as if they were flies on fruit, the two girls who were talking his ear off earlier came up to him, completely disregarding you. 

You looked at him, unamused and unimpressed. Just like you thought. One of those. "Seems like you've got your hands full here." You gave him a small wave as you skated away.

As soon as you got back onto the floor, you found JuJu and Bryson and immediately, they had so many questions. "Soooo what did he say ?" Bryson asked throwing his arm over your shoulder.

You quickly smacked him off. "Unt un fuck ya'll I could've tripped and busted my ass in front of everyone."

"We're sorryyy-uhhh. We just wanted to.. show you a good time," JuJu laughed.

"Yeah whatever. Anyways, C is a regular ATL boy. Nothing special."

The two boys paused before looking at you and laughing. "Now why you lying ? He's too fine to be regular," Bryson joked, placing his hand right back around your shoulders.

"Well he is."

Your two friends continued to laugh and joke about your first encounter with C. The three of you continued to skate though until there was an announcement that the rink was going to close for the night. You checked the time on your phone and it was eleven o'clock at night, damn near midnight. The three of you quickly got your things and stopped to talk to Mikasa and her friends before leaving. All of you decided to make a group chat so that you guys could hang out a little more before school started.

Once you were done, you finally left the building but right as you got to JuJu's car, you felt a hand grab your arm. You turned around and your face immediately became stoic. "Yes ?"

"I'm having this party on Friday and I want you to come," C spoke.

"I'll pass-"

"She'll be there," Bryson cut you off. You suck your teeth and shake your arm away from C's hold and get into JuJu's car.

C nodded at the two boys. "What's up Ju ? Bry ? My favorite customers."

"We better be your favorite. All the shit we be buyin'," JuJu laughed.

C laughed with him. "You guys are coming Friday right ?"

"Duh."

"Cool. Make sure your friend comes too."

JuJu nodded. "For sure-" You cut him off by beeping the horn three times. "Stop playing wit' my damn car (y/n) !" He rushed to get into the driver's seat, lightly smacking your hand off the wheel.

Bryson stayed outside to talk to C for a little longer before climbing into the back. Before you guys could pull off, C leaned on the open car window on JuJu's side. "See you later, beautiful."

You didn't say anything, only chucking up the deuces, which earned a laugh from C.