The main characters are sophomores in high school. Therefore, Ruby and Yang have already made some friends before this fanfic has taken place. This is also a slice of life type fic, so there is no faunus.
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"Yaaaaaang!" Ruby whined. "We're gonna be late for our first day of school!"
Yang tied her shoes hastily while kneeling by the front door. "I'm going as fast as I can!"
"Wait girls!" Taiyang called. "You forgot your breakfast!"
"No time!" Ruby chirped and grabbed her sister's arm. "Let's go!"
Yang was pried away from her shoelaces and yanked to the front door. Ruby did not mess around when it came to school, she was put ahead two years for a reason. She wanted to make a good first impression, and she wasn't about to let Yang ruin her chances.
Ruby counted her lucky stars that she already knew some people in her class. That was thanks to Yang occasionally bringing them over to hang out over the last few years.
"Wait!" their father called again.
Ruby and Yang halted at the front door and yelled in unison. "WHAT!?"
Taiyang threw pieces of toasts in each of their mouths. The girls caught both with absolute precision and bursted out the door in a sprint.
Taiyang shook his head and stared fondly out the open door where trickles of the sun's rays flowed in. "What am I going to do with you two?"
Ruby hastily munched on her sandwich while running full force down the sidewalk. "Ywang, I swear twoh gwad ifh we're lwate!"
The blonde could barely keep up with her sister and chewed in a hurry. "We wohnt bwe lwate! And ifh we are, ywoah can bwlame mwe all ywoh whant!"
Ruby swallowed hard, trying to get the sandwich down her throat as quickly as she could. However, it didn't necessarily go down as she'd hoped.
"ACK!" Ruby choked, stopping dead in her tracks.
"RUHBY!" Yang said as she swallowed her mouthful, albeit with more success than Ruby.
She ran over to her sister and grabbed her around the waist from behind. "Hold on, I'll help!"
Yang forcefully hoisted Ruby into the air, using an extreme version of the heimlich maneuver to dislodge the fiendish sandwich from Ruby's windpipe.
"HUUUUNGGHH!" Ruby exasperated with each thrust from Yang. "HUUUUNGGHH!"
Yang, desperate to save her sister, hoisted one final time, lifting Ruby clear over her head.
"BLECHHHH!" Ruby spat as the chunk of toast shot out of her mouth like a cannon ball, splattering on a car's windshield as it passed by.
The car's tires screeched as it spun out of control and crashed right into a nearby fire hydrant.
"NOOOO!" Ruby reached outward toward the wrecked car. "MY BREAKFAST!"
"We should really stop running with toast in our mouths…" Yang muttered as she rubbed the sobbing Ruby's back.
"...Velvet Scarlatina," the teacher called.
Said girl raised her hand. "Here!"
"Jaune Arc," the teacher continued role call.
"Present," the boy answered.
The teacher glared at her attendance sheet and pushed her glasses up. "All that's left is…"
Suddenly, the door flew open to reveal two very winded girls that were panting.
"We're so sorry Ms. Goodwitch!" Ruby apologized. "We would've been here sooner but Yang just haaaaad to-"
Glynda raised a hand to silence her. "It's okay. This is the first day so I'll let it slide."
"Oh my gosh! Thank you so much!" Ruby's eyes were twinkling.
"Thanks, bitch-sensei," Yang wryly grinned.
The comment earned a few giggles to ring out.
Glynda rolled her eyes. "Shut it, Xiao Long, or do you want to go to the principal's office on the first day?"
Yang put her hands up in surrender. "Yeah, yeah," she waved it off since she knew it was an empty threat.
Glynda and Yang have known each other basically since Yang was out of the womb. Glynda always tutored the blonde in her time of need and needless to say, the two have gotten close over the years. Best friends even. Glynda just didn't like other people knowing that.
It was no surprise to the rest of the class. Yang had made it pretty known over the years. According the Yang, Glynda was rough around the edges, but is actually a huge softie and is secretly a shipping psychopath.
That's why Yang wasn't too worried about getting to class on time; she knew the teacher would let her off with a warning just because well… it was Yang.
Yang figured Glynda would want the two to sit down, so she gazed out and saw her friends to pick whom'd she'd sit by. Just as she was about to sit next to Nora Valkyrie, Glynda called her out.
"Xiao Long. It has come to my attention that you and Ms. Rose are main characters in this fan fiction. Therefore, you will sit in the back of the room next to Mr. Arc, who will also play a crucial role."
Yang and Ruby stood there confused. What the hell was their teacher talking about?
Jaune sat there and tried to process what his teacher had said. "W-what?"
Yang strolled up to his desk and sat down to the right. "I have no clue, lady killer. She's always been a little off."
Jaune accepted what Yang had said. She knew the teacher better than anyone, after all.
"Hey, Jaune," Ruby greeted and sat to the left of the boy next to the window. "How was your break?"
"Good!" the boy smiled. "It was nice to finally wind down for a bit. What about yours?"
"It was great! Yang and I played video games almost every day!" Ruby was practically bouncing up and down in her seat. "I wish it would never end!"
Glynda slammed her clipboard on the desk to gain everyone's attention. "Silence!"
Ruby 'eeped' in surprise.
Everyone straightened their posture and stiffened their shoulders to give their full attention.
"Today," Glynda announced. "We have a new transfer student."
A few mutters lingered in the classroom.
When the chattering died down, the teacher whipped her head to the door. "You can come in now."
The door slowly opened as everyone leaned in with anticipation. They wanted to see what the new student looked like.
Long white hair was tied in a side ponytail as it flowed down the girl's slim figure and short stature. The school's uniform did nothing to detract from her beauty, even if she was the palest girl Jaune had ever seen. He could tell she walked with a purpose, there was a certain aura about her…
The white-haired girl stood in front of the class with her chin held high. "I'm Weiss," she gave a polite curtsey.
The first thing he noticed was the fascinating hair color she possessed. It was definitely rare, like powdered snow that matched her flawless skin.
The way she presented herself… Jaune guessed she was probably from a higher status, but that wouldn't stop him!
No one was out of Jaune Arc's league!
At least that's what he liked to think.
Glynda nodded in approval. "Tell the class a little about yourself."
Weiss' poker face never faded. Jaune wanted to make that change. He wanted to see what she looked like when she smiled. No, he needed to see. He knew she'd shine even brighter than she already was.
Weiss stared the students down with a menacing gaze. "I used to fence."
That's when Jaune's eyes settled on the scar that was carved over her left eye.
His breath was taken away as those azure colored orbs pierced through his soul. He found himself lost in them...
Jaune naturally wanted to know more about the girl. Her background, her personality, why she used to fence, what she's like when she giggles, what she wears on the weekends, hell, even what music she liked… just… everything.
He wondered what it would be like to kiss her. He got butterflies in his stomach just thinking about it.
It was love at first sight.
Yang nudged the boy. "You haven't taken your eyes off her," she teased. "Someone's got a little crush~"
Jaune covered her mouth with his hand. "Don't say a word!" he harshly whispered.
Yang wiggled her eyebrows. "You have nothing to worry about."
He sighed in relief.
However, he wasn't the only one struck by the transfer's beauty.
Cardin Winchester sat in his seat openly ogling the new transfer student. He wanted her as his and no one else's. He thought that such alluring beauty could only be for himself and not shared. He decided that he would do anything to make Weiss his for his own perverse ambitions.
Glynda's voice echoed in the room. "I'll have you sit in the back since you're a main character as well. Next to Xiao Long."
Cardin narrowed his eyes in response to her statement. He was already at a disadvantage since he was in the second to last row on the other side of the room, but he was persistent, and wouldn't let this mild inconvenience stop him so easily.
He was determined to get the girl for his own game, no matter what.
Weiss nodded and didn't question Glynda's statement. However, she was confused as to who 'Xiao Long' was and looked back at her teacher for assistance, to which Yang raised her hand.
"That's me by the way," Yang said and pointed to the vacant seat next to her. "Come on, I won't bite."
"What do you mean you won't bite?" Glynda scoffed. "You bit me yesterday!"
"That was only because you were being yourself," Yang horribly justified. "I wouldn't have done it if you left my poor sandwich alone!"
Glynda rolled her eyes. "We will continue this argument after class. Which I will win, by the way."
"Whatever," Yang huffed.
Weiss remained silent through the whole thing and sat in the seat next to Yang. Her posture never failed and kept her gaze directly at the teacher, not sparing a glance at her new classmates.
"I'm Yang," the girl waved. "Welcome to Beacon High!"
"The pleasure's mine," the white-haired girl replied in a rehearsed tone.
Jaune's jaw dropped. She sounded even more ethereal up close!
Yang knew the boy was too nervous to talk, so she decided to be the best wingman ever. "This is Jaune Arc. He's… well he's Jaune."
Jaune gave himself a pep talk. He remembered that his mother used to say that all girls love confidence. Putting on the most confident face he could muster, he said what came to mind.
"H-hello there, Snow Angel."
But he couldn't stop himself from stuttering.
Weiss glared daggers. "Don't call me that, scrawny Arc."
Jaune was a little hurt that she used an insult with bite in her voice, but was also ecstatic. Sure, the transfer gave him a nasty look, but she acknowledged him! Those azure eyes and bright blue orbs had officially met.
And what she said… he inwardly gasped with delight. For some reason, he wanted Weiss to keep calling him Arc, or even better... by his first name.
He knew the name was used with a little bit of venom, but he also liked how she talked. It really did sound like an angel. He wondered what it'd sound like if she used a loving tone.
Ruby slightly snorted in delight. "Hehe, scrawny Arc. We're keeping that one."
Yang had to stifle a snort of laughter. "Really, Jaune? The princess doesn't like that at all."
Through it all, Weiss somehow kept her poker face. "Don't call me that either."
"No promises," Yang replied evenly.
Weiss could already tell this would be a long year. From her view, she was here to get academics out of the way, go to college and lead a successful life under her father's watch.
Everything was planned out.
She wasn't here to make friends.
At least that's what she told herself.
"I'm Ruby!" the brunette grinned and leaned behind to hold out her hand for a shake. "Wow! I love your hair! Is that its natural color?"
Since Yang and Jaune were in between Weiss and Ruby, the transfer inwardly sighed at the task of pleasing a stranger. Nonetheless, she leaned back to extend her arm to reach Ruby's to return the gesture with a forced smile.
"Are those red-tips natural?"
Ruby took a moment to think about the question. "Yep!"
"There's your answer," Weiss easily replied.
These people will be the death of me, Weiss thought.
Jaune wondered why the white-haired girl was being so curt with them. But that wouldn't stop him. Breaking down the girl's icy walls was just another challenge in his life, with the best prize of all, the girl's friendship… and possibly even more…
Once he set his mind to something, he always followed through.
It was the Arc way!
Yang could tell Weiss wasn't a very sociable person, but her sister Ruby sure was, even though she was a bit awkward.
The blonde wrote on a piece of paper meant for her sister.
We are totally gonna make friends with that transfer, you in?
Jaune sat between the sisters, so she Yang leaned over and handed the note behind Ruby's back. The brunette took it with master stealth and read it with a grin on her face. She glanced from the note to Weiss with newfound determination.
Heck yeah! she wrote and tossed it back to Yang.
Yang read it and her gaze settled on Weiss, who was paying attention to whatever Glynda was saying.
Weiss didn't look too unapproachable, she just had a stand-offish aura, nothing the sisters couldn't handle.
As soon as Yang tuned back into the lecture, Glynda said. "Your class representative will be Blake Belladonna."
Yang didn't know who Blake was and she was a sophomore! She'd never heard the name in her life!
The blonde flicked her head to the right. A few chairs down in the back row, stood the ravenette with an emotionless expression.
In that moment, lilac and amber eyes clashed.
Those amber orbs entranced Yang, and her jet-black hair really brought out their shine. The blonde briefly wondered if she wore different colored contacts just like how Yang wore purple ones.
Her name was Blake… Yang liked the sound of that. The name fit the mysterious girl well.
Now that she thought about it… Yang had often seen the girl in the library whenever she happened to visit. The blonde deduced that Blake was a bookworm.
A gorgeous bookworm…
"I'm glad you're the class representative, Ms. Belladonna," Glynda said. "You will do a fine job."
Blake nodded once. "I'll do my best."
She was apparently elected leader when Yang was too trapped in her own thoughts. No one typically wanted to be the class representative, but Blake was eager to be one.
The blonde wondered why that was.
Blake sat down while Yang kept thinking she was the prettiest girl she'd ever seen.
She felt a jab in her side. "Who's got the crush now?" a certain boy's voice lingered in her ears.
Yang faintly blushed. "Did she go here last year?"
"Blake?" Jaune asked. "Yeah, although she doesn't stand out too much. I wonder why that is. She seems like the type any guy would go for. Guys eat that kind of thing up."
Yang put her hand under her chin and pretended to listen to the teacher's lecture while the two talked.
"Hey," Jaune whispered. "Let's make a deal."
"What kind of deal?" Yang asked.
"We should both promise each other that we'll try our best to earn their affections," he nodded to Weiss and Blake. "To help with our motivation."
Yang considered the proposal. However, she didn't think she was good enough to ever be the mysterious class rep's girlfriend, but Yang always liked a challenge. And she knew that both of the blondes were persistent and yearned to reach their ultimate goals.
"Let's do it," Yang agreed. "I want to at least be Blake's friend…"
"I have no doubt you will," the boy encouraged. "You're pretty outgoing. It's hard not to like you."
Yang wiggled her eyebrows. "Flattery will get you everywhere."
"Oh god…" Jaune whimpered. "I didn't mean it like that!"
"I know," Yang waved off and leaned in his ear. "But good luck with the princess. She seems like a tough shell to crack."
Jaune eeped on the inside at the possible future friendship. "I know… but she's so gorgeous. I want to at least be her friend."
Yang pat him on the back. "You got this, lady killer."
The two knew it would take great perseverance, but they could win them over.
It would take some time, but they could do it.
Eyes on the prize… Jaune and Yang… Eyes on the prize…
Anime rom-com stereotypes covered this chapter: main character having a strange hair color (even though it's a total coincidence), main character seating, the class rep, the transfer student, only one character being aware of the fourth wall only to confuse others around them, and last but certainly not least, the trademark toast in mouth.
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