Greetings, internet acquaintances! MediocreWriter here, back at it again with the RWBY fanfic :P I've been getting some solid feedback about the fic, and just wanted to let you guys know that it means a lot to me 3. Anyways... Here's Chapter 4 you cuties ~
Much to Weiss' and Coco's chagrin, and to Blake's indifference, the trio's next class was Athletics and Physical Education. Coco absolutely loathed the thought of sweating, and Weiss just couldn't wrap her head around the rationale for having such a class. They weren't learning anything that would remotely be relevant to their future careers, unless their jobs would involve the continuous dodging of vibrantly coloured balls.
Which was what led the girls to their current situation.
With beads of sweat dripping from the former heiress' forehead, the girl quickly ducked to evade an incoming red, rubber ball; which seemed to be specifically aimed at her face.
"I mean... out of all the things that would cause Juliette to come rushing home, you would think it'd be my birthday!" the fashionista exclaimed while she examined her nails.
The former heiress' more fashionably-inclined friend had long been out of the dodgeball match, and opted to vent to the white-haired girl while she was standing at the side-lines. Their Faunus friend was on the other team, half-heartedly playing the game and looked bored out of her mind.
The said white-haired girl just grunted in response while dodging yet another ball that she was sure was aimed at her head. The ball hit the wall with a loud thwack! that reverberated throughout the entire gym. Weiss whipped her head around to face their gym teacher, and gave her an exasperated look. She was positive that she was being targeted by the girls in their class at this point, and would rather not leave the gym with a black eye. Their teacher caught the girl's gaze and blew her whistle at the former heiress' assailants,
"Fall! Sustrai! Aim below the waist or you're out!"
The two girl's just laughed condescendingly, "What? the Ice Princess can't handle it?"
"Fall..." their teacher warned,
The dark haired girl just raised her hands in mock defeat, "Alright, alright... Ms. Goodwitch, we'll play fair."
Weiss scoffed at that. The Schnee knew that the word "fair" wasn't within the vocabularies of these two individuals. She unfortunately had the experience of being acquainted with the girl's for a long time, as they fell into the same social circle of "rich kids" that the trio were associated with. And considering that both of their family business' were notorious for their participation in various forms of crime, Weiss knew that "playing fair" wasn't part of their game.
"How distasteful..." Coco chimed,
Weiss let out a huff, "They're the daughter's of people who take part in organized crime... elegance and grace aren't really things that come naturally to them."
The former heiress held a small smile when she saw that the two most likely heard her comment, indicated by their glares. To push their buttons more, Weiss shrugged unapologetically which made the darker haired one of the two scoff. Behind the girl's Blake just shook her head, and tried to hide the expression of amusement that she held from observing the entire interaction.
Before anything could escalate, three long blows of a whistle rang throughout the gym, "Alright ladies! P.E is over, get ready for lunch!" Glynda barked. Weiss inwardly let out a sigh of relief, mostly due to the fact that she didn't have to deal with projectile dodgeball's flying at her at borderline deadly speeds any longer.
"Thank Oum..." the fashionista said
Weiss rolled her eyes, "You literally did nothing the entire time, Coco"
"Yes, and I was utterly bored since you had proven to be a useless conversationalist"
"Well sorry for trying not to get decked in the face by a large red ball!" the heiress shot back
Coco shrugged, "well as long as you're aware of your faults..."
Weiss let out an exasperated whine and turned to face the approaching Cat Faunus, "Blake, help me out here!"
Blake stared at her friend indifferently, "Too hungry to care. Lets go eat lunch."
Weiss just gave her an incredulous look, but then opted to not bicker with their feline friend. The former heiress knew from personal experience that a hungry Blake was almost as fearful as a 'physically-fight-for-my-opinion' Blake. She visibly shuddered at the thought of the starving, raging Cat Faunus but then her thoughts were interrupted by the blaring sound of Glynda's whistle. The three girls cringed at the intruding sound,
"Belladonna, Schnee, Adel! Pick up the pace, the student's from the athletics class are ending their gym session soon and you guys only get the first 5 minutes to change!"
"Yes Ms. Goodwitch!" the heiress exclaimed as she roughly dragged their fashionista friend towards the change room,
with Blake following after them,
Said fashionista huffed, "5 minutes isn't nearly enough to change..."
"Well we have to make do. The more physically-inclined half of the class will be taking over soon" Blake stated
Weiss hummed, "ah yes, the poor jocks that got here on a scholarship"
"...this is why you barely have any friends, Weiss." their feline friend pointed out
The former heiress just indifferently shrugged at that. The girl was well enough aware of her abrasive personality; and became desensitized to the opinions of others. Most of the time she didn't mean to rub people the wrong way, it kind of just... happened.
With that, the three girls went on to the change room. When they finished changing back into their school clothes, they made their way towards the cafeteria, with a hungry Blake's stomach growling every 30 seconds. When they finally made it to their destination, Blake made a beeline towards the lunch line - nearly toppling over a couple of students that had the misfortune of being in her path. Her other two companions opted to get some lunch from the school's food store.
The hall where the cafeteria was in was an imposingly large area, with incredibly long stained glass windows adorned all over. There were long, mahogany tables placed throughout it, running the length of the large room. Some of the more obnoxious students grabbed their own tables and separated them from the original lineup. Weiss inwardly scoffed when she caught a glimpse of her assailants from gym doing the same thing with who she believed was Emerald's boyfriend, Mercury. She then frowned with disdain when she saw who the less than reputable trio was sitting with.
Coco let out a long whistle, "Cardin's really trying to get to town with our little mafia princess"
Weiss' nose crinkled in disgust at the boy's name. She saw that he was trying to flirt with the dark-haired girl, but to no avail. Cinder just looked completely disinterested, and even annoyed at the brown-haired boy's attempt. However, when a certain pale, pink-haired T.A sauntered by, the mafia heiress perked up and smiled.
"Unless his male anatomy inverts to that of a female's, then Winchester doesn't stand a chance," Blake chimed with amusement.
Coco and Weiss laughed at that. Cinder's preferences wasn't any secret in their school. Despite that, Cardin was still disillusioned into believing that he had some sliver of a chance with the girl. Weiss' amusement increased when she saw that the girl completely ignored the brown-haired heir, and left him to talk with T.A Neo.
"You think she tastes as good as she looks?" their brown-haired friend asked, alluding to the T.A's ice cream-reminiscent disposition,
"Ugh. Coco, not now. We're about to eat," the former heiress began, "but I don't doubt that Cinder already did some 'taste testing' of her own."
From observing the way that the two women interacted, with Cinder leaning in a little too close to suggest the relationship that they had was merely friendship, the heiress' companions didn't doubt what she stated at all. The scene actually would have been endearing, if they didn't absolutely loathe the dark-haired girl.
"Let's sit down and eat before I lose my appetite"
The other two just silently agreed with Weiss, and they made their way towards the nearest vacant table. Plopping down onto their chosen eating space, the Cat Faunus wasted no time in devouring her fish-ridden lunch. Her companions followed suit, although they didn't eat with as much urgency as their feline friend. Weiss wondered silently why Blake was so damn hungry as they ate a pretty hefty breakfast during the morning.
"Slow down there, Blake. We don't want you choking and then coughing out a hairball, now do we?" the fashionista joked,
Their Faunus friend stared at Coco with narrowed eyes, "Don't you have some mommy issues to deal with?"
"Ouch, again with the mom jokes?"
"The cat jokes are worse and borderline racist," Blake retorted,
"Well... I did try to vent to a certain Schnee but she was completely useless in the comfort department," the fashionista mock-pouted
"I've got daddy issues of my own to worry about, Adel"
To this Coco raised an eyebrow, "that you're willing to talk about?"
"Absolutely not."
The brown-haired girl shrugged, "figured as much."
"What were you guys saying anyways?" Blake asked, "from where I was at the gym, I could see you talking the entire time." It seemed like Blake was utterly bored, and dying to talk to someone at the time. But, her standoff-ish aura prevented people from approaching her.
The Schnee waved a hand dismissively, "Oh Coco here was just whining about missed birthdays or something"
"I was venting to you about how some stupid school admission dinner was more important to Juliette than my 'birthday or something', Weissy."
Weiss groaned, "Ugh... crap. I forgot about that,"
"We were talking about it this morning with my mom, Weiss." Blake reminded her
"Well obviously, I wasn't listening. When is it?"
"Tonight." the fashionista answered,
The former heiress inwardly cried upon hearing this information. This 'stupid school admission dinner,' as Coco creatively put it, was actually called the Beacon Family Welcome Ball. Which meant that the socialite families of all the richer student's were going to be there; including Weiss' own family. She knew for a fact that her father wouldn't miss the occasion, despite self-proclaiming her disinheritance. Technically, according to Vale law she was still a Schnee. There was some law stating that minors weren't allowed to be excommunicated from their families until they were of age. It had something to do with decreasing the homeless youth levels in the city. And Jacques Schnee was all about keeping up appearances, regardless of his daughter's unique family circumstance.
"How lovely," Weiss sarcastically remarked.
Before the former heiress could stress out even more over the possibility of running into her family, a loud crash! could be heard from the other side of the cafe hall. Everyone's heads whipped around to see what the commotion was. Well, everyone except Weiss who opted to put her head down on the table to try and drown out the world.
Suddenly a gush of wind flew by, along with the panicked, annoyed, and exasperated voices of three familiar-sounding girl's.
"Yaaang! you took way too long to get ready!" a high-pitched voice exclaimed
"Hey! It takes time to tame my luscious mane"
"Guys? Again with the running?- and Ruby! Believe me when I say that those so called 'limited edition chocolate chip pie-cookies' will not be sold out" a third voice pointed out.
At this, Weiss inwardly gagged at the very thought of a cookie the size of a pie; or a cookie-flavoured pie; or a pie-flavoured cookie -wait what?
"Velv! how can you be so sure?" the first girl asked as their voices seemed to trail away with their receding forms.
The former heiress began to wonder in the back of her mind why those three voices seemed to be so familiar, but then her thoughts were interrupted by the musings of her two friend's,
"Weren't those the three that-?" the fashionista began
"Yes." Blake deadpanned.
"They really enjoy their cardio, don't they?"
Their feline friend laughed a little at that, "It would seem so."
"The Rabbit's pretty cute," Coco nonchalantly pointed out,
"...that 'Rabbit's' name is Velvet,"
"Oh, so you're acquainted with the cutie?" the fashionista questioned; and even though Weiss still had her head on the table, she could tell that Coco was actually genuinely interested, even if the fashionista tried to play it off as nonchalant.
"She was a childhood friend I had when I lived back in Menagerie, I'm not sure if she remembers me thoug-"
Blake couldn't even finish her sentence, as the intruding sound of rampant footsteps became louder and louder; indicating that someone was approaching the trio. The former heiress was curious about the sudden interruption of her Faunus friend's thoughts, but then she suddenly felt the feeble tap of what she assumed to be a finger on the back of her head. She moved her left arm to swat away at the fool who tried to get her attention, but she hit nothing but air.
"Um... Hey?" a tentative voice said
"Yes?" the former heiress all but growled. She still had her head on the table, so the sound came out muffled.
"I'm kind of the person who may have completely knocked you over this morning..."
At this, Weiss' head shot up and was about to give the girl hell, but her voice got caught in her throat. Piercing blue eyes connected with a rare grey tentative gaze. Weiss seemed to get lost momentarily in the rarity of the girl's eye colour; really, it was absolutely gorgeous to the former heiress as she had never seen anyone with grey eyes before. The girl seemed to shrink under the white-haired heiress' scrutiny, and held her right hand at the back of her head in slight embarrassment.
Suddenly, she heard Coco cough from her left side. The former heiress briefly glared at the fashionista, who seemed to hold an amused smile.
She then remembered the events of the morning, and then turned to smile sweetly at the girl before her,
"Ah Yes... and what do you intend to do to 'make it up' to me?"
At this, the dark-haired girl perked up slightly, "Oh I know that you'll totally forgive me after I give you this!"
Weiss quirked an eyebrow at that statement. Unless the item that the girl seemed to be hiding behind her back was an official document outlining her freedom from the Schnee name, then the former heiress highly doubted it.
With great gusto, the former heiress' accidental attacker revealed said item with an excited and triumphant "tadaa!"
"Oh Oum..." the Feline Faunus blurted out with a fit of laughter; Coco, on the other hand, was guffawing at this point.
Presented before Weiss was a... cookie pie.
The former heiress just blinked blankly at the girl in front of her, who had an expectant smile plastered on her face.
On top of the monstrosity of a dessert were the words 'I'm sorry' in what seemed to be frosting, and the white-haired girl could see that a chunk of the 'apology' had been taken out. Indicating that the red-head had helped herself to a piece.
"I don't like sweets."
To this, the red-head doubled back in shock,
"WHAT!?"
AAAAAND there you have it ;) The ending of the chapter's super abrupt, I know :P But... at least the girl's are starting to interact now, amirite? Anyways, leave reviews and tell me what you think! Or give me a comment of a hilarious one-liner joke you know. I need to add on to my repertoire of puns/jokes to bring hell to the people around me. I honestly LIVE for those things xD
Welp, see you next chapter!
MediocreWriter.
