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Velvet loved Beacon University. Its halls had taught countless generations of doctors, philosophers, artists… She, along with her parents, were elated beyond joy when she received her acceptance letter, her dad even took them out to dinner to celebrate.
She was finally going to finish her psychology studies… even though it was miles away from home. She liked Haven Academy, but Mistral didn't have much in the way for Psychology majors.
The airship ride wasn't very long, though Velvet's excitement made the three hour flight seem like a lifetime. She couldn't wait to see her dorm, meet her dorm mates, and most of all, complete her dream of being a master Psychologist.
'Woah there, Vel… slow down. You have to get to the school first.' She thought to herself, watching wide-eyed for the Beacon Spires, the first thing from Vale the airship would see.
Landing was uneventful, thank Oum. Velvet wasn't the biggest fan of heights, but her impressive amount of excitement removed all nervousness… that is till she entered Beacon's gates.
Conflicting thoughts swarmed her mind as she walked towards Beacons massive oak double doors. Along the main sidewalk, she saw many colorfully dressed new students, some silently standing alone, others gathered in loud groups.
She was so taken with the scene, she totally missed the table set up right in front of her.
*Bang*
"Hey! Watch it!" A snide voice said.
The girl, obviously the receptionist for the new students, was dressed in a beautiful white dress, with pale skin and snow white hair to match.
"Oh… Sorry…" She said, her Mistralian accent seeming only to annoy the girl.
"Just watch where you're going. This dress is worth more than your entire family combined." The girl said.
Velvet, taken slightly aback, could only stare.
The white girl cleared her throat, before talking again in a fake sounding bubbly voice.
"I'm sorry. Welcome to Beacon! You'll be in group… Seven-Three-One, over by the double doors over there. Your orientation guide will join you momentarily, after all the students are sorted." White girl smiled, even more fake looking, and pointed behind her.
Velvet, not wanting to 'inconvenience' the girl any more, followed the instructions, and walked towards a small group of students next to the doors and a large green pole.
A taller blonde with long hair stood next to a shorter brunette with short hair, almost polar opposites. Velvet guessed they were sisters, however, judging by their body language and the way they seemed to glance at each other. The blonde girl wore a short studded black leather jacket, a skimpy mustard yellow t-shirt that showed off her pierced belly button, and ripped black jeans. The Brunette wore a similar style, though more modest, with the mustard yellow replaced with dark maroon.
As she got closer, the pole moved, "I am Yatsuhashi Daichi… Pleased to meet you."
Velvet almost jumped away in fright. It was not a pole… it was a very tall boy… A kinda cute boy…
'No… Don't think like that… You're not ready for a boyfriend… Mom and Dad will kill you…' she thought to herself angrily.
The blonde introduced herself as Yang, and the brunette as Ruby.
They made small talk for a few minutes, before a familiar fake cheery voice spoke from behind her.
"Hello, hello! I'm Weiss, and I'll be giving you a tour of this prestigious campus!" It was White Girl.
Weiss's eyes passed over each of them, silently judging them, before lingering on the giant boy.
"We're here in the Main Courtyard, where off-campus students come in the morning to begin classes. That's," She fake laughed, "Pretty much all it's used for nowadays…" Fake sad frown.
Weiss's pale blue eyes flicked to Velvet…
'Naturally assuming I'm too poor to live on campus… Must be the school 'Rich Bitch'… No… You mustn't call people that… even in your head…' She thought.
The rest of the tour went the same way. Fake laugh here, fake frown there… Weiss walked them quickly through the cafeteria, the dorm sections, the open field used for relaxation and parties, and the classroom buildings.
The tour could only have been a two or three hours, but with Weiss, it seemed to last days.
Throughout the tour, she noticed Weiss kept glancing in her direction, her face souring, but only for a few milliseconds.
What had she done to offend this girl?
'Great… Not even a full day and I already made an enemy.' She thought.
At the end, she asked each of them what their majors were. Yatsuhashi listed off a few… a lot more than she thought necessary, Yang and Ruby had very similar goals: Art and minors in Geography.
"…And… yours?" Weiss asked snidely, like she really didn't want to.
"Oh, uh, Psychology."
"Oho… you would want to work in a loony bin…" Weiss joked, shocking her.
The others seemed not to hear, but Velvet definitely heard.
After socializing with a few other students, Weiss collected the female portion of their group and showed them their floor.
The floor consisted of six bedrooms, three facing three.
Yang and Ruby had apparently decided to share an end room, and the room on the end was taken, leaving Velvet to occupy the center room… directly across from Weiss's.
The white girl appeared not to enjoy that decision either, pushing her into her room with a huff before pulling the door shut.
The room was small, but cozy. She could definitely get used to this place… The people on the other hand… The 'Punk Sisters' seemed to have no filter, while Yatsuhashi seemed to only have a filter.
And relations with Weiss? That could be a problem… I should try to talk to her or something…' She thought, unpacking the few bags she'd brought with her. Clothes, books, and her posters.
Velvet was raised in a very religious household. That being said, while her posters weren't exactly religious, they were filled with her favorite quotes from the Bible.
She smiled then yawned.
'I'll talk to her tomorrow…' She thought as she laid down, quickly falling asleep.
The 'Deranged One' sat in darkness, looking at pictures and papers.
…Ugh… So many new students this year… Just like last year and the one before that
'haha…'
'Which One… Which One…'
So many possibilities… so many wasted opportunities…
The Deranged had to pick the right one…
Not too soured by the world…
'heheheee'
Not too shallow…
Flipping through the files the contact had provided, The Deranged decided to use a favorite method…
"Eenie… Meenie… hahahahahahahahaha…. Moe…"
A finger landed on a picture of a smiling brunette.
'Aha…'
The Deranged looked at the picture fondly, 'My method chose wisely… Well then…' pause '…Velvet Scar… Scarlatina… You may make a fiiiiiiiiine candidate for my family…'
The Deranged's mouth curved upward, spreading out and up until teeth were showing, and still on it went, covering an entire face with a grin of demented proportions.
"Ehe… haha… ehahahahaHAHAHAHEHAHAHAA"
