Sup here's the newly revised chapter two; I had to rewrite a few things that I saw as glaring errors. Again thank you editor.
Jaune yawned as he walked to the dorm room of team JNPR; it was probably twelve in the morning and Pyrrha and he had been training for a few hours after everyone went to sleep. Pyrrha had went ahead of him to make sure that the coast was clear and they wouldn't be caught by any of the night monitors. Walking down the hallway, Jaune failed to notice a dark figure in a corner. Letting out a loud yelp of surprise he was dragged into the corner by a pair of strong hands. Jaune kicked and punched at the unknown person in fear, his eyes closed tightly.
"Dude, stop that, I need to talk to you," his assailant whispered sharply. This made Jaune stop for a moment and get a good look at who it was that had grabbed him.
"Cardin? What do you want?" Jaune asked, a bit confused by the sudden intrusion. Cardin rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Well, you see, I need help with . . . um . . . jeez," Cardin fumbled, trying to figure how to word his question.
"Um, are you okay?" Jaune asked. Cardin turned his attention back to Jaune.
"Yeah. Anyway, I need your help with a . . . um, girl." Cardin admitted. Jaune gave Cardin a strange look before bursting into a fit of laughter. Cardin covered his mouth to prevent anyone from hearing the outburst.
"Shut up! Are you trying to get us caught?" Cardin hissed franticly, peaking his head around the corner to see if anyone had heard the outburst. Seeing that no one had come to see what the noise was he removed his hand from Jaune's mouth.
"Sorry, sorry, it's just you need my help?" Jaune said, still not believing what he had heard.
"Yes," Cardin said bluntly.
"My help. The dork who took half a year to figure out his girlfriend's feelings. You need my help?"
"Yes, gods, do I have to write it out in bold print, post it on Beacon Net, and have it liked by two thousands students?" Cardin said dryly, his patience running extremely thin, "Plus, you were the only person who I could talk to that wouldn't blab about it." Jaune placed his index finger to his chin and thought long on what Cardin had said. After a moment, he shrugged his shoulders.
"Okay, I'll help you," Jaune said. Just as Cardin was leaving, a question popped into Juane's head. "Um, by the way, who's the girl you need help with?" Jaune asked curiously. Making Cardin stop in his tracks. He should have, in hindsight, prepared for this question. Damn you, hindsight.
"Does it matter?" Cardin responded. Jaune shrugged his shoulders.
"Not really I just—" He was cut off by Cardin abruptly leaving the area.
"Good, I'll see you tomorrow. Meet me in the cafeteria during our lunch hour," Cardin called back as he walked away, leaving a perplexed Jaune to mull over the situation.
"Did I just agree to help Cardin Winchester with his girl problems?" he asked himself aloud. As he made the rest of the trip to team JNPR's dorm, he debated telling Pyrrha but decided not to. He instead went to sleep and awaited the eventual train wreck that would result from helping Cardin woo whatever girl he was pining for.
The next day, Jaune woke up normally: he brushed his teeth, combed his hair, took a shower, said hey to his teammates, said hey to team RWBY, went to breakfast, and finally started his class. He knew full well that lunchtime was going to be a disaster to rival the food fight that occurred the day before second semester started—he had to help Cardin Winchester, arguably the worst person he knew, woo a girl. How, he had no idea. All he knew is it was doomed to failure. The lunch bell rang, signifying that Jaune had to face the music and talk to Cardin about this . . . girl, whomever she was.
"I'm glad to see you still came, I was half expecting you to bail at the last minute," Cardin admitted as Jaune took a seat next to him. The two of them had decided to take a lunch table far from everyone else in the cafeteria including, teams CRDL and JNPR.
"I almost did, but I am nothing if not a man of my word. So, who's the girl that you need help with?" Jaune asked as he took a bite of his food. Cardin's face turned a small shade of red as he tried to find a way to offer the answer. He quickly muttered Velvet's name under his breath, hoping Jaune would accept that as an answer.
"What was that? I didn't quite catch it," Jaune replied, confused. Cardin should have seen this coming. He swallowed his pride and spoke loud enough for Jaune to hear but was conscious to keep it just quiet enough in case any students nearby were bothering to listen in.
"Velvet," Cardin swallowed, voicing the name as calmly as he could but wincing when his voice cracked regardless. Jaune, in return, raised an eyebrow, trying to figure out if he had heard Cardin correctly.
"You said Velvet . . . right?" Jaune confirmed, trying to see if his ears were playing tricks on him.
"Yes, okay?" Cardin huffed, averting his gze. Jaune frowned at Cardin then looked to his side, where in the far off part of the cafeteria he could see the still-wheelchair bound Faunus girl eating and talking to her team. He then he then returned his attention to Cardin, then for added measure took another glance at Velvet.
"Did you snort some of Russel's dust this morning or something?" Jaune droned, still in slight disbelief at what he heard. Cardin gave Jaune a dirty look at that remark.
"No, I did not snort dust this morning," Cardin growled. Jaune still gave Cardin a fixed stare and spoke up.
"You need help wooing Velvet?" Jaune finally managed, causing Cardin to lock up; Cardin thought back to what he said to Jaune last night and realized that he was rather vague about what he needed help with.
"No, I need help sorting out my feelings for her," he corrected. Jaune shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose—he truly wondered when his life turned strange. Needing more information as to why Cardin needed to "sort out his feelings" for Velvet, he asked him to clarify.
"So why do you need help sorting out your feelings? Last I checked you hated all Faunus and constantly bullied her?" Jaune reminded him. Cardin flinched subtly at the memory of his tormenting of Velvet all the time: he had pulled her ears and a couple other nasty things that came to mind, but he pushed those thoughts aside.
"Because for the past month or so she's been the only thing on my mind besides class," Cardin admitted, looking at the Faunus girl from across the room. "Every time I close my eyes I see her. I've had dreams about her. Just looking at her makes my heart . . . like, ache." His tone was low, despondent, and this caught Jaune's attention.
"Sounds like you're in love, dude," Jaune stated bluntly. Cardin, startled, looked to him as if he were speaking another language.
"Why would I be in love with her?" Cardin whispered hoarsely in disbelief. Jaune, in return, rolled his eyes—he'd finally found someone more oblivious to love than he was.
"Heck if I know. Did she do anything to endear herself to you?" he asked. Cardin thought back to the dust explosion and how Velvet pushed him out of the way of the blast. She'd saved his life, despite not having to.
"Just, just one. She saved me from that dust explosion that occurred a few weeks ago," Cardin explained. Jaune nodded and sighed.
"Yeah, that might do it. I mean, I'm not sure how you can approach her, considering the stuff you've done," Jaune chuckled humorlessly as he tried thinking of any scenario that would lead to a somewhat favorable outcome. Cardin slammed his head onto the table and let out a long defeated sigh.
"I know I'm probably better off just not telling her," Cardin finally muttered, disheartened.
"Eh, I wouldn't recommend it. You don't have to start off by going up to her and saying something like, 'Hey Velvet, ever since you saved my life I've had the hots for you so let's like go out,' but you can start small by becoming her friend. Show her you've changed and then maybe try to take a step from there," Jaune advised. Cardin lifted his head from the table and studied Jaune for a moment. For a moron who didn't figure out a girl liked him, he's rather adept at this, Cardin thought.
"Yeah I, I think I can manage that. Thanks Jauney boy," Cardin smiled genuinely as he smacked Jaune on his back, sending the boy jolting forward. "Oh, sorry about that, but thanks for the advice."
"Um, yeah . . . no problem . . . anytime," Jaune grumbled quietly, still in disbelief that he managed to help Cardin. Looking at his scroll he noticed that they only had thirty minutes left at lunch. "Well, this is gonna be interesting to explain to Pyrrha and the others." He got up from the table and made his way to were his team and team RWBY were eating.
When the lunch bell rang he was still in the middle of explaining what had happened at the table with Cardin, much to his team's and Team RWBY's confusion.
"So let me get this straight. Cardin? Ear-pulling, faunus-hating Cardin is in love with Velvet?" Blake confirmed as she stared disbelievingly at Jaune.
"Yep. Well, that's what I could gather from what he told me, and from the looks of it, he's got it bad," Jaune shrugged as he placed a tray onto the conveyer belt that lead to the dishwashing area.
"I think it's sweet," Ruby mused in her usual cheery voice, causing the rest of the group to frown at her. "What? It is," Ruby said, puffing her cheeks up defiantly.
"Ruby, how on Remnant is this sweet?" Weiss asked her girlfriend.
"Well, he's such a jerk, and she's so sweet, and if Jaune is right then he'll at least try to change to win her affection," Ruby described. An image of Cardin trying his best to win over Velvet's heart appeared in her head. It was a nice image.
"Right . . . anyway, this is probably doomed to fail," Yang deadpanned as she rolled her eyes at her younger sister's antics. "I mean, if Velvet doesn't yell at him then Coco and the rest of her team will for her." Ruby gave her sister a challenging look.
"I bet you two hundred lien that they won't fail," Ruby dared, knowing her sister couldn't pass up a challenge.
"Fine, you're on. I hope you pony up when I win." Yang extended her hand out and Ruby took it and the two shook to seal the deal. Blake rolled her eyes while Weiss simply muttered under her breath about wondering why she was dating Ruby.
Inside Professor Ooblecks' class, Cardin was observing Velvet, trying to figure out how he was going to ever find a way to get her to like him. After all, why would she? Considering all he'd done to her, this was going to be a hard nut to crack.
To be Continued.
Well with that this revised chapter ends I hope you guys liked it now that's it's improved to a degree.