The first day at Beacon Academy starts today. Getting prepared for a fresh day, I was humbled to go to my dream school. Checking at Beacon's uniform, I felt a little tight in them, but I can get used to it. The uniform consists of a black dress jacket with gold lines. Underneath is a brown vest and a white vest, along with a red ribbon tied at her collar. On my lower body, I wore black stocking and a red plaid skirt, though, I felt the skirt may be a little too short, probably a pervert made this. Looking at my hair, I felt the silky, white long hair with my fingers, as I stroke against it. Although some people said they like it down, I always have a bun-ponytail on the right side of my head. The reason why I prefer it this way is that, whenever I put it straight, my hairs always goes to the right side. I got annoyed at this and just gave. Though, I did like how I looked. I carefully brushed my hair, wrapped around to make my ponytail stick out, and gently putting my tiara hair-clip on my bun. Looking at my finished hair, I felt like a queen.
Hearing a knock at my door, Said Come in, and a familiar face popped out, "Well, you woke up early."
It was my older sister Winter. She was ready as well. She wore wore an all-white business suit with navy blue stripes. Her hair share the same color as mine, but her style is different. She has a bun on the rear left, bangs on the right side of her face, and a curl on the left.
I smiled, "Of course, I woke up early," Twirling around to face her, "today is my first day at Beacon Academy, Winter." She said, "Besides, it would be a shame that the Heiress of the Schnee Dust Company would wake up late at an important day... well formerly Heiress"
Leaning against the door, Winter shook her head at her little sister. "Good point," she said.
Both of us chuckled.
Getting off the frame of the door, Winter turned around to headed downstairs, "I'll be waiting for in the car, so make you eat up," she said.
With no second thoughts, I grabbed my bag and went downstairs. Once I got to the dining room table, she saw a plate with two pieces of toast with butter on it, and a nice warm coffee right next to it. I finished my meal at a mild pace, went to the door, put my pure, white shoes, and ready to face the world. As she stepped out of the door, I saw Winter in her Mercedes Benz, waiting in front of the house ready to take her to school. I opened the front door of my sister's chariot, and stepped right inside "Ready to go?" She asked.
"Ready" Weiss replied, closing the door.
Driving through the chilly street of Vale, I felt a little relaxed during the ride. Seeing other transfer student walking towards beacon Academy, some alone and some in groups, I wondered what they're talking about. Maybe, they're talking about the summer break, hoping to be in the same class as them, or maybe finding something special in Beacon Academy. I spaced out for a minute, until Winter broke the silence, "I see you must be enjoying the view," She said.
"They're just student around my grade, so what?" I replied.
Winter turned to face me, "I wouldn't think like that," She said smirking.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Winter shook her head and opened her mouth, "What I mean is," until she said that I didn't expect from her. "You'll probably find love."
I look at her with all confusion plastered onto my face, "WHAT?!"
Winter broke out of laughter, while I blushed brightly as an apple. I can't believe what she just said. Me, finding love, that's inconsequential to my life, I don't even time nor the interest to find one. After that, Winter began to calm down, "Aw, no need to hide, Weiss" She said, wiping her tear from her eye.
"I'm not hiding anything!" I replied, which made me blushed even more.
Winter took a deep breath and looked straight to me, "Weiss, I know you have so many talents, but you should know that your gifts can more than just showing off, it can be-"
Her sentence was quickly interrupted by a yellow and black motorcycle in front of us. Winter stepped hard at the brakes, feeling the force of the stop. The cyclist turned back at us, "Sorry about that," She said, waving at us.
Winter waved back to returned the apologies to her. After she took off, Winter did as well. I managed to get a good look at her before she left. She has bright, lilac eyes and has long, messy blonde hair, a leather jacket with a bunch of buttons; a shirt that said: BMBLB, a pair of ripped jeans, and worn leather boots. On her back was a girl all crunched up, holding the blonde cyclist tightly. Though I didn't get a clear look at her I face, I did see a school uniform, the same uniform that, I am wearing. It seems the cyclist was taking her to Beacon Academy, albeit a reckless one.
Once, we arrived at my destination, I gave winter a warm hug, "Stay out of the trouble," She said, sarcastically.
"You know, I don't get in any trouble, and have fun at work" I replied back.
After I got out the car, I looked at the campus, and I was amazed. This place is bigger than I expected, even up close. This place looks more like a castle than a school. In front of the school was a fountain with a statue. The fountain has two warriors, one male and one female, standing on top of a rock, and beneath it was a terrifying werewolf. Though the structure of the campus is huge, I, Weiss Schnee didn't flinch and walked proudly to the auditorium. While walking towards her destination, the students around me spoke silently. I don't know what they're talking about, whether it's nice, mean, or just dumb, crazy rumor, but I know why they're talking in this level of tone. Of course, I brushed the silent words off like it was just dust on my shoulder.
Walking through the entrance of Auditorium, she saw a sea of transfer and veteran students taking their seats for the speech. I took a random seat and waited patiently for the orator to come up on stage. Suddenly, I heard a faint voice from my right.
"Sorry."
I quickly turned to see a girl seated right next to me. The girl next to me looks too young to be in a prestige academy, but she does seem cute. She simply has silver eyes, which is a rare trait, and have dark hair with red streaks. She turned her head where I was seated, and I quickly looked at the stage in front of me. I got a hunch that it was from her, but I thought to myself, 'I'm probably just hearing things.'
As soon, everyone got to their seats, a middle-aged man with silver-grey hair walking up to the stage, along with a blonde woman, and I knew who they are. Before I got accepted, I read both their bios and their names are Professor Ozpin and his assistant Glynda Goodwitch it said that he is been the head of Beacon Academy for over a decade, but his facial feature didn't fit his age. Quite odd. He have black hair, brown-eyes with odd pair of glasses. His attire seems formal. He wore a black suit with a green shirt and vest under it. Also, wearing a cross pin on his cowl. His assistant, and yes it sounds out of character coming from me, but she's beautiful. Her skins light, her are emerald green, along with her ear rings. Her attire is formal like Professor Ozpin, but simple. Sh wore a dress shirt, with a purple pendant on her collar, and long black pants with black high-heels. Once they got to the mic , everyone was instantly silence, everyone was quiet, and he introduced himself, "Hello new and old students alike, My name is Professor Ozpin."
Silence still remain, "I'll keep this brief," he said.
"You have travel here today in search of knowledge. To hone your craft and acquire new skills to not only help yourselves, but to those around you. But I look amongst and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose, direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step."
After, he was done with his speech, his assistants spoke, "Please line up to get your schedule, from your last name."
Once, she said that, everyone got up to get their schedule. I turned to see the silver-eyed girl, but she vanished. I was a bit disappointed, but maybe faith will her back. While waiting in line, some of the students felt discouraged about what Ozpin said in his speech, but I'm not, and as I myself, I won't let myself be a wasted potential.
My first class was Mr. Portman, a former hunter who is now a biology teacher of Beacon Academy. Though, the name sound familiar, I didn't bothered going into it. However, one thing that's bothering me is that girl from the first day ceremony. I don't know why she was on my mind, but if it is a relationship, I'm not pushing myself to go there. I scanned each door to find Mr. Portman's name, and luckily I found it. I opened the door to see some of my classmates. All of them were in their little cliques, they're jocks, nerds, trendy girls, and other inconsequential groups. I tried a seat where it's less crowded. I happened to find the perfect spot; however, near that seat was her. The silver-eye girl. The red hair girl's seat was near the end of the room with the window right next to her. She had her head placed on her hand, looking out the window.
her area is less crowded, which is good but that means I'll be sitting next to her. I searched again for another seat, until the door opened, "Hello there, children."
The teacher came.