I lay in bed that night and my mind is spinning. You've got to be kidding me! I have to work with Ymir, this sucks. But maybe I'll have the chance to see if she remembers me. 

"Buzz, Buzz, BUZZZ" My phone vibrates over and over. I groan and roll over in my bed to check it, it's Jean of course.

"Y/N"-Jean

"Dude you have to see this"-Jean

"I know you can hear your phone going off"-Jean

"Yes Jean?"-Y/N

"You're alive, finally"-Jean

"So I found Ymir's insta since you told me about you guys having to work together. You should dm her ;)"-Jean

"Jean, I'm definitely not doing that"-Y/N

"Ok well that's dumb of you, this could be an enemies to lovers thing"-Jean

"Absolutely not"-Y/N

"Ok well we shall see"-Jean

"Mhm, goodnight dummy"-Y/N

"Goodnight ;)"-Jean

The next day I sit in Mr. Smith's class and Sasha is chewing on food very loudly. "Y/N, I should give you my number so we can communicate outside school," Sasha says and I nod. We exchange numbers and Sasha goes back to loudly chewing. 

I turn my eyes over to Ymir, who seems to have been looking at me but she quickly averts her eyes. Mr. Smith has us pick out our puppies and Sasha grabs a small golden one. "Look at this small angel! We are going to love you, yes we are," Sasha says and starts nuzzling the yawning puppy. The puppy is way smaller than I thought the puppies would be, that's scary. Like small enough it could be accidently stepped on. "What's its name?" I ask Sasha and she reads the tag. "Omg, his name is potato," She says and squeals. I laugh and pet potato as gently as possible.

"Who should take care of the puppy first," I ask and Sasha shakes her head. "How about this, we live together while we have potato," Sasha says. "Um, but we've known each other for less than a week," I say and Sasha hands me potato. "We should become friends then," Sasha says and I smile. That would be pretty cool. "I'll text my mom," I say and Sasha cheers.

 I pull out my phone and explain everything to my mother. To my surprise she says I can handle myself so yes. "Well she said yes," I say. "YAYY," Sasha yells excitedly. "Hey, keep it down," Mr. Smith says and Sasha whispers, "Sorry."

Sasha and I text for the rest of the week and soon become good friends, by the weekend I'm ready to move in with her. 

I arrive at Sasha's house and she squeals and pulls me into the biggest hug. "You're hereeeee," Sasha says and I smile. "Ymir and Connie are here too, They are sleeping in the upstairs though," Sasha says and I nod.

I knew they would be here but I was hoping maybe Ymir's mom would've said no. "You ok?" Sasha says and has a confused look on her face. "Yeah, Ymir and I just have...history I guess you would call it," I say without thinking. "OOOOO, is there tension maybe??" Sasha says and I shake my head. "Absolutely not." I say and she throws her hands in the air. 

We walk into the house and I see Connie and Ymir laughing and eating at a table. Ymir looks up at me and I can't read her face. 

Let's just get through this project.....