A/N: Well this is my first ever fanfic upload. hope this goes well and i noticed this is a bit short. sorry about that. the next chapter will be longer.
The door to the orphanage opened. A caretaker came in, followed by a mess of blonde hair. The girl had her fingers tied in bandages and appeared to have scratches and bruises on her legs. The caretaker clapped her hands to get everyone's attention. " Everyone, I would like you all to meet Yang. She will be our new friend here at the Sunflower Orphanage. Please be nice to her." She then urged the blonde to move forward. " Now why don't you introduce yourself." The blonde finally lifted her head for everyone to see her face. She had a huge grin and introduced herself , " The name's Yang Xiao Long! Hope I could get along with everyone." Everyone immediately warmed up to her and welcomed her. All but except one person in particuliar. Yang noticed a girl with black shoulder length hair, sitting in the corner, quitely reading her book. She wanted to make friends with everyone in the orphanage so she decided to talk to her when she got the time.
After the others went for 'Story Time', she went up to the girl who was still engrossed in reading her book. She didn't even noticed that someone was approaching her. " Hey, I'm Yang. Nice to meet you." Yang spoke up as she held out her hand for a friendly shake. The girl removed her eyes from her book and finally noticed Yang. " Oh! Hey…..you're the new kid, right? Yang Xiao Long? Nice to meet you too. My name's Blake Belladonna." They shook and Yang was relieved that the girl was friendly. " Can I sit with you?" . Blake just nodded and continued on with her book. Yang sat down beside Blake while opening a picture book. Blake looked through the corners of her eye, 'The Grimm Reaper'. " What kind of book is that?" Yang was a bit taken aback when Blake started a conversation.
" Umm….it's a picture book. Its about knight who uses a sycthe instead of the traditional swordplay. He is always seen as the Grimm Reaper because he is a bit of a loner." Blake giggled at the statement. "Haha…yeah. He might sound useless but he is like any other knight who takes away the evil in this world. Only one person understood him, and it was the princess. She was a good friend to the knight and always supported him. One day, the princess got kidnapped by the bad guys and the knight went and saved her. Then a happy ending, as most picture books are." Yang finished her synopsis but Blake could sense a hint of sadness in her voice. Before Blake could ask, the caretaker announced it was lunchtime. "Oh, food! Let's go eat Blake. I'm straving!" Yang hopped to her feet and was back to normal. Blake chose to ignore her suspicions.
While having lunch, Yang noticed Blake eating her tuna sandwich all alone. She wanted to go to her but was pulled away by a red-head. Her name is Nora. " Come on Yang! Let's eat together! My mama said that making friends is important!" Yang turned around and met the readers reading the story. " Hello readers! For your information, this orphanage is half daycare so some kids still have theur parents. Thank you for your time."
" Who are you talking to?" Nora tilted her head to see but Yang turned her around. " Haha…its nothing. Now let's go eat." Yang took a glance at Blake. ' Maybe later'. She went over to the table where Nora friends are. " These are my friends. This is Pyrrha, Jaune and 'MY' Ren!" She went over to hug the boy with a streak of purple in his hair and started ranting on and on. He just ignored her and welcomed Yang with a smile. Then Pyrrha shook hand with Yang, " Nice to meet you. I'm Pyrrha. Let's eat together." Yang offered a smile, " Sure! And…..you must be Jaune. Nice to meet you." The blonde boy smiled, " Yep! Name's Jaune Arc. Smooth on the tongue, ladies love it." Yang was a bit freaked out at that statement and she took a step back. " Yeah…..right…." .
Yang didn't notice that Blake was watching her. ' Maybe its for the best', Blake thought. She noticed the picture book that Yang was reading earlier on the table. She didn't noticed that a small smile formed on her lips. She more prefers novels than picture books, but something convinced her to keep the book. ' She's not so bad. Maybe, just maybe.'