Author's Note: Chapters will be short to make it easy to read. Warning. Dark themes. Enjoy.
Yang never liked mornings. They meant waking from dreamland. Having to face reality. But that alarm was to annoying to sleep through. The incessant buzzing filling the air. The ten year old girl letting out a groan as she sat up. She had only gotten to bed a few hours ago. Having had a rough night. Hair wild. Shooting up in all directions. She yawned before climbing out of bed, the only light in the room coming from her ringing alarm clock. She walked over rubbing her eyes before clicking the button. She let out a sigh of relief as the buzzing finally ceased. Walking towards the door, she tripped up over something soft. "Crap!" She hissed out as she tried to catch herself followed by an actual hiss and the sound of an animal running out of her room. "Sorry, Thomas!" She whispered, trying to remain silent. The cat already most likely on the other side of the house,
She began to walk over to get dressed when the pain in her leg began to come back. Ignoring it, she began to get dressed. Pulling on her sweater and pants. She couldn't miss school. Even though she'd rather be in her bed still sleeping. Rather tired after the day prior.
She tiptoed out of her room. Trying to remain quiet. Knowing her mother would be asleep on the couch. Not wanting to wake her. Getting in the kitchen, she silently hopped up on the counter to get a pop tart out of the cupboard, stuffing it in her coat pocket once she had it on.
Walking through the living room, she saw her mother passed out on the couch. Looking as elegant as ever. The light from the TV illuminating her pale face. Her long black hair a mess. With a few empty cans of beer on the coffee table. Yang sighed before clicking the TV off and grabbing the cans. Putting them in the sink before heading to the door. Getting her boots on, she stepped out into the cold January air. Fresh snow crunching under her feet.
She made her way to school. Limping a bit on her leg, but trying to hide it. She made it to her school around her normal time luckily. Walking inside, the warmth greeted her immediately. She smiled as she felt her cheeks begin warm, pulling the hood of her jacket down. She made it to her locker, grabbing her food and putting her jacket away. She began to eat as she walked the halls. Looking for her friend.
"Yang!" She heard the familiar voice call her name. She turned to see a raven haired faunus girl walking up to her. Yang smiled as she saw her. Blake Belladonna was her name. She liked the Belladonna's. She had gone to Blake's a few times to stay the night and every time she was greeted by the warmth and comfort of the two older Faunus. Kali and Ghira. Blake's parents.
She gave Blake a wave as she stuffed the last bit of pop tart in her mouth before Blake got there. "Mornin', Blake." She said with a smile.
The pair began to walk to their first class together when Blake noticed the slight limp. "You okay?" She asked, a raised eyebrow.
Yang nodded. "Yeah... Tripped over Thomas this morning," she said, giving a small half smile. She saw the faunus give her a quizzical look before looking back forward. Yang deciding to break the silence was that soon to be awkward. "Any new books?" She asked, stuffing her hands in the pockets of her sweater.
"Yeah, actually. I went to the store with dad yesterday. I know how to tug at his heart to get me a new one." She said with a proud smile. "All it takes is the look then I gotta brush my head against him."
Yang giggled. "Yeah. You can be quite manipulative sometimes, but your dad is also a sucker for you." She said, nudging Blake. "What's it about."
"Just the new one in the series I've been reading. You know, the one with school of monster fighters."
"Right. I still need to finish the first one you let me borrow." Yang added with a chuckle
"How far are you even?" Blake asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Chapter seven."
"You read awfully slow, Yang."
"Nah. Just... I just have stuff going on. That's all."
Yang was afraid Blake wasn't entirely convinced. But even if she wasn't, it was hard to tell. Blake had one hell of a poker face. If Yang was using that term correctly. She had heard it once in a movie she watched while her mother was out for the night.
Yang liked when she would leave. It would just be her and Thomas. And Thomas was always more cuddly when Raven left for the night. She would also get to sit in the living room,and watch movies on the big TV. As opposed to the small old VCR/TV combo she had in her room. And in the living room, she could watch HBO and all the good movie channels. Needless to say, she enjoyed those nights. They were carefree and she didn't have to be afraid.
The two girls made it to class and moved to their respective seats. Saying a quick "see you after class" before sitting down.
As the day dragged on, Yang could feel the effects of her lack of sleep getting to her. She let out a yawn before laying her head down on her desk. Right as her eyes closed and she could feel herself drifting off, a voice ripped her back to reality.
"Yang Branwen! Eyes up." She said in a stern voice. Yang grumbled something under her breath, looking away with an annoyed face. "What was that, young lady?"
"Nothing..." She said in an annoyed voice. Just wanting more sleep.
"Then lift your head up."
She still refused. "I'm listening." She replied.
The teacher eventually gave up and went back to the board, teaching the class. Saying one thing before though. "After class go to the office. I'll tell them You're coming." This caused Yang to audibly groan. A trip to the office meant a call home, and a call home meant her mother would be angry. Since she knew she was in trouble anyways now, Yang used the time to try and catch some shut eye.