Eren's POV:

I run up the stairs to my room, almost knocking 10 kids over. 

What can I say, I dont care.

I get to my room and slam the door.

Almost immediatly afetr I get a knock on the door.

"What?" I yell.

The doorknob moves a bit, "Eren dont lock your door."

I hop off my bed and run to the door and unlock it.

The door opens and Ms. Scarlette walks in, "Eren your birthday is soon and the kids want to get you something."

I roll my eyes, "What I want, is to get away from this orphanage." 

She sits on the bed next to me, "You only have one more year of highschool. You can leave here then, unless you get adopted."

I sigh, 'But I dont want to get adopted. I want to live my own life."

She puts an arm around me, "Eren trust me, I would miss you if you got adopted. You out of all these kids have been here the longest. You have the most experience. These kids look up to you. At least let them get you something else."

"Fine, tell them to get me something. I dont care what."

Ms. Scarlette stands up, "Alright then. Thats what I'll tell them. That you want nothing special. Just something."

She stormed out of the room, leving me to stare in awe.

The normally cheerful women, now full of anger.

But I had lied to her, I said I wanted nothing.

When in deed, I wanted something.

Not something, but someone.