The moment you heard footsteps and laughter approaching the door, you immediately shut off your music, ripped your earphones out of your ears, and hid your phone under your mattress. There was absolutely no way you could explain a phone without giving away anything. Hell, in this universe they didn't even have bicycles, let alone phones.
The door opened and the small room was filled with a bunch of teenage girls. A smile spread on your face as you recognized the people in the room. Sasha, Ymir, Krista, and- your smile faltered slightly as you saw the girl, black hair tied in low pigtails as always. Mina Carolina. Her death scene flashed before your eyes and you inwardly cringed, but managed to keep on your happy facade. Clearing your throat to get their attention, you stood up.
"Hi, um, my name's ___(y/n)___. Obviously, I just got here, and I kinda don't have any stuff," you laughed nervously before continuing, "so would any of you mind lending me something to wear? Just until I get my own things of course!"
They all looked at each other before starting to laugh, shaking their heads at you. "Shadis already told us about you, princess." Ymir smirked, cocking her hip to the side. "Princess?" You questioned, slightly confused. "Everyone's been calling you that ever since they heard about the attitude you gave Shadis. Hell, no one believed someone could be that stupid, that is until we saw your ass lying face down on the track." She snickered at you and you laughed as well, even though you were embarrassed beyond belief.
"As for clothing," Mina piped up, handing you a loose elbow length shirt and a maxi skirt, "you can borrow mine." Taking them from her, you grinned. "Thanks. I would hug you, but I reek." Grin never leaving your face, you grabbed the towel, bar of soap, and tiny bottle of what looked to be shampoo that Sasha was holding out towards you, a silent request for you to take a shower.
"Yeah, yeah. I get it. I'll see you later,” you rolled your eyes, taking the items from her. With that, you headed out the door, clothes and various toiletries in hand.
You headed to the showers, which you found in the same way you found the cabins. Hanging your towel on the hook provided and putting your borrowed clothes on a small shelf that jutted out from the wall, you began to strip. Putting your dirty clothes in a pile beside the clean ones, you stepped into the shower and closed the curtain.
For now, you were the only person in the bathroom. You were thankful for that, because just the thought of taking a shower with other people in the bathroom made you embarrassed and uncomfortable.
You had brought your underwear with you into the shower so that you could wash them. They were your only pair, after all. You would rather have a slightly damp bra and panties than dirty ones.
Turning on the water, you yelped as it sprayed over you. It was so cold. So cold. Thankfully, after 5 whole minutes of you just standing under the water, you got used to the temperature. Washing your underwear first so that they would be slightly dry when you got out of the shower, you wrung them out then hung them up on the pole where the shower curtain hung from. After, you actually started washing your body, scrubbing off every speck of dirt. You shampooed your hair, rinsed, and finally turned off the shower, shivering slightly at the cold air. Feeling around for your towel, you grabbed it and dried yourself off, changed your clothes, then put your hair up into one of those towel wraps.
"Ah. Much better." You sighed happily as you grabbed your dirty clothes and walked out of the bathroom. Your cabin was easier to find this time around. Opening the door, you saw all of the girls sitting in a circle on the floor. "Hey," you said nonchalantly, removing the towel from your hair and combing through your ___(h/c)___ locks with your fingers. They all said greetings towards, and Krista moved over a bit to make room for you in the circle. "We were just talking about everything that happened today," she told you. You nodded, and Sasha continued her story about how Connie managed to tangle himself up in his 3DMG during training. All of you laughed and took turns telling funny stories about random things that happened until lights out.
These three weeks were surely going to be interesting for you.
When you were woken up the next morning, the sun wasn’t even up. You had groaned, curling yourself into a ball and trying to hit the snooze button on an alarm clock that didn’t exist. The covers were ripped right off of you and a shout of “Up and at ‘em!” was heard. You lazily rolled off of the bed, landing on the floor with a loud thump. You then proceeded to roll under the bed, your feet peeking out from under it. 2 pairs of hands grabbed at your feet and you were pulled out of your bed-cave. Sighing in resignation, you opened your eyes, finding Mina and Sasha standing over you with grins on their faces. “Come on! It’s almost breakfast and we have to get there first so that the food is still hot!” Sasha exclaimed, helping you to your feet. At the mention of food you visibly perked up, nodding and changing into your cadet uniform. You struggled with your harness, but like the saint she is, Krista helped you with them. When your straps were finally adjusted properly, your small group headed towards the mess hall, only to find all of the boys already there, scarfing down their food hungrily.
The five of you each went to get your food, and after a bunch of panicked thoughts of who you were going to sit with, Sasha had grabbed the sleeve of your jacket and pulled you over to the table where Jean, Marco, and Connie were sitting.
You were tense, that was for sure. You felt like you were the new kid in school and had to make a good impression or else you would be ridiculed. You refused to look at anyone, and only looked at your food as you sat down next to Sasha. Oh my god. You couldn’t do this. You were snapped out of your thoughts when one of them asked, “So who’s this?” It was Jean. Your heart beat a mile per minute as you slowly lifted your head up to look at him, ___(e/c)___ orbs connecting with golden ones. At that moment, your mind went blank, a single thought the only thing running through your head.
‘Oh no. He’s hot.’