To my Best friend Kirsten. Thanks for wanting to be my friend. You know how I think, you're always so nice to me, and you're an amazing person. I'm honestly certain when I say you're one of the best people I've ever met, and I'm glad I get to know you. You're the sister I've never asked for, but always wanted. This entire story, start to finish, is written for, and dedicated to, you.
AUTHOR's NOTE: I Do NOT own RWBY. All rights go to their respective owners.
Chapter One: Love looks not with the eyes.
"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and thus is winged cupid painted blind." -William Shakespeare.
Ruby Rose was starting High School; and not just any high school, but a boarding school as well.
It was at once, both terrifying and exciting, and she wished she could spend another year in her middle school. Last year she had just started sixth grade when her teachers had all noticed she was becoming increasingly bored, and she was often correcting the teachers themselves. So, she was tested on her IQ, and here she stood, advanced by a full two years. Ruby stared at herself in the mirror for a second, taking in her chin-length black hair, her rounded chin, oval face, and piercing silver eyes.
At just eleven years old, she was likely to be one of the youngest, if not THE youngest in her class. She sighed and put on her favorite black hoodie, with red hood and trim. Her outfit consisted of a plain red shirt beneath it, grey skinny jeans, and black converse shoes, complete with silver cross earrings. Ruby sighed at her reflection, and picked up her smiley face backpack, and headed out of her empty room, bumping into her older half-sister and guardian, Yang Xiao Long. She spluttered, and backed up into her door. "Sorry, Yang." Ruby said, both flustered at her own clumsiness and terrified that, in the coming hours, she would repeat this same clumsiness, albeit on someone not nearly as forgiving or kind-hearted as Yang.
Yang smiled and patted her sister on the head. "It's ok, Rubes. My hair's fine. And don't worry, Beacon Academy's going to be fine. We're going to stay there for four years, come home, and we'll enjoy life, huh?" Yang looked Ruby in the eye with obvious optimism, yet...Ruby would not be easily assuaged. Nodding, she faked a smile and walked out the door, stepping into the cab Yang had called for not 15 minutes ago, the cabbie setting their trunks in the back, and they set off.
The ride was long, and Ruby, as naive and childlike as she was, couldn't honestly say how long it took. Rather, she dozed off against Yang's shoulder while the older girl herself sat glued to her tablet. When they arrived at Beacon Academy, Yang woke the sleeping Ruby, and they grabbed their bags, turning to take their first real look at Beacon Academy.
It was an old structure, made out of the ruins of a castle, perfectly restored while retaining the outward exterior of its original structure. Iron gates loomed over them, flanked on either side by the massive walls that formed the school's perimeter. High up, atop the school, there was a working bell as well. Inside, they would find, was a more modern touch, blending both the medieval feel with the modern conveniences of technology. It was grand, and to Ruby's young eyes, intimidating. She swallowed her fear however, and walked with her sister, carrying her backpack and Yang's while Yang struggled with the trunks. It was quite humorous to see, really to watch Yang's face grow bright red and contort with anger, blow hot air and fluster, moving barely inches at a time until two men from the Dorm staff came and took their names and trunks.
Yang sighed exaggeratedly in relief, and wiped imaginary sweat from her brow, before leading Ruby up through the huge double doors, and on their small trek to the women's dorms. Along the way, they met several memorable faces, including Jaune Arc, and Pyrrha Nikos, two awkward, sweet people who clearly had something for each other. Regardless, when they reached their dorms, Ruby looked at the room assignments. She gasped when she saw that her sister would not share the same room as her and ran to Yang's side. "YANG! Yangyangyang!" Ruby breathed out her sister's name so fast, she had to pause to catch her breath, and her face was scrunched up in extreme distress, and fear. Mostly fear.
Yang immediately looked to her sister, and quirked her face in confusion. "What's wrong, Ru?" "Yang, they've-They've-" "Hey, just calm down, breathe and tell me." Yang said, placing her hands on Ruby's shoulders. "Yang, they've placed us in different rooms!" Yang threw her head back and laughed. much to Ruby's chagrin. She sighed and looked Ruby dead in the eye. "Of course they did, Rube. We're in different grades. I'll just be down the hall."
With that Yang walked off, eager to meet her own roommate. Ruby sighed, and opened the door to reveal a pale girl with snow-white hair, blue eyes, pale, almost translucent skin. She wore a baby blue dress with sleeves that had holes for her thumbs, and the dress actually started just before her collarbone, flowing down to just after her knee. On her feet were white heeled boots. The girl whipped her head around to the motion of the door opening, and locked eyes with Ruby. "Hello. I assume you're my roommate? My name is Weiss."
Ruby Rose's first thought was that she was beautiful.