So another chapter here! Finally. I still don't want to make a schedule but the chapters after this should be easier, as I have finally broken my writer's block! As always reviews are appreciated, as well as follows and favorites. As always I don't own RWBY, it is the property of Rooster Teeth. Enjoy Gym Class!

The day had started out just fine. Weiss left early for school, arriving about a half hour before the start of classes. She immediately headed for the library, searching for her quiet friend who could help shed some light on the daunting task of befriending the new sisters. Weiss entered the brightly lit library and looked around. The library was a rather spacious room, with a bank of computers on the right side, and the majority of books on the left. Beyond that the room opened up into a large round space that had floor to ceiling windows all along the back wall, with tables in the center and all along the windowed wall. It was at one of these tables that Blake sat, quietly reading. Weiss walked up and sat, placing her bag quietly by her feet.

Without looking up, Blake greeted her. "Good morning, Weiss."

"Good morning, Blake. How did you know it was me?"

Blake chuckled. "Because no one else would dare sit down at a table with me without an invitation."

Weiss smiled at that. She had seen more than once other people attempt to talk to Blake while she was reading. It wasn't a common occurrence, but when it did happen, Blake would give them a withering glare that was only ever matched by Weiss herself.

"Well I was hoping to talk to you this morning, I have a conundrum that needs solving."

The dark haired girl raised an eyebrow. "Really now? What would that be?"

"My dad and my sister both think I should make friends with those two new girls."

Blake actually shut her book. "Your sister I can understand, but your father? This is troubling."

Weiss sighed. "Yeah, I think I at least have to give it a shot, but I don't even know where to begin going about it, do you have any advice?"

Blake took on a thoughtful expression. "Well, I don't really know a lot about Ruby, but Yang and I spoke extensively during speech yesterday. Quite frankly she'd be the easiest one to become friendly with, in my opinion. You've had more interaction with Ruby than I have, but she seems more introverted than her sister."

Weiss was shocked at this admission. "Wait. You spoke with Yang? Extensively?"

Blake shrugged. "I found her interesting to talk to. And besides, she did more talking than I did, which could be part of the reason why I enjoyed our conversation."

"Blake Belladonna, are you telling me that you actually enjoyed talking to a stranger?!" Blake's only response was to shrug again. "Hmm. If you found her enjoyable to be around, then I suppose I could too."

Blake spoke quietly, "Like I said, your issue isn't going to be with Yang, but rather her sister."

Weiss frowned. "You're right, what am I going to do about Ruby? On the one hand, she seems very friendly, if a little shy. But I'm not sure she'd really want to talk to me after what happened yesterday. I was a little aggressive."

Blake hummed in agreement. "I would think that you should apologize before you try to get closer to her."

"I already did that yesterday, just before meeting you for lunch."

"And?"

Now it was Weiss' turn to shrug. "And she seemed to accept my apology. She smiled at me, which I suppose could mean she harbors no more ill feelings towards me."

"You won't know until you ask," Blake said.

Weiss huffed. "How would I go about asking that? 'Hey, Ruby, remember that time I shouted at you in front of the whole class? You aren't still upset about that are you?'"

The amber-eyed girl laughed. "Maybe not quite like that, but I would recommend making sure her feelings aren't still hurt by what you said. Whether you become friends with her or not, you wouldn't want to leave her upset about the events of yesterday."

The heiress shook her head. "Of course not. But I also don't want to make myself appear foolish by being overly apologetic."

"Weiss, in all the years I've known you, you've never even been that apologetic, let alone overly so." Weiss glanced up, and upon seeing the smirk on Blake's face, sent her a glare. The reader's expression softened. "Weiss, you're a nice person. Contrary to what the whole school may think, you've shown me that you have the capacity for friendship, even if you may lack the ability to begin one smoothly. Don't let your pride get in the way of doing what you need to do. Just approach Ruby like you would me, or your sister. Use kindness and respect, instead of indifference and condescension, and you may just be able to get this friendship off the ground."

Icy eyes met amber, "Blake, you really are too wise for your own good, you know that?"

Blake chuckled. "I try. Someone's got to be here to keep your head on straight."

"Well I appreciate it, thank you."

"No problem. Now, class is going to start soon, what do you have first?" This was not an unexpected question. At Signal High school, eight classes were separated into two days of four, each set occurring every other day. These days had been designated by school colors, yesterday had been a 'Red' day, so today was a 'Black' day, and thus a different set of classes.

Weiss sighed, "Ugh, Physical Fitness." Weiss had been avoiding taking this class for the past three years, but it was a required credit. It's not that Weiss wasn't fit or athletic, the opposite actually, she just didn't enjoy the concept of being forced to perform useless exercises. She was especially annoyed by the idea of having to use the locker room to change before and after the class, and because it was the first class of her day, she would need to use the showers if she didn't want to remain sweaty for the rest of the day. Fortunately the girls' locker room had individual shower stalls, it was the only blessing that Weiss could imagine.

"Well then I guess I won't be so alone today. I have that class as well."

"Really?" Maybe it wouldn't be as bad as she thought it would be if her friend was there.

"Yes. Oh, and if I remember correctly, Yang said she had the class this morning too."

The white haired girl groaned. "Oh joy. Well, I suppose it'll be a good opportunity to try and be more friendly with her."

"My thoughts exactly."

"Are you ready to go?" As she asked this, the ten-minute bell rang, so Blake nodded and packed her book.

They walked down to the gym, it was just off of the cafeteria. It wasn't necessarily a fancy facility, Signal was the oldest school in the district, so they hadn't been able to update it much. The most tech the gym had was an old electronic scoreboard, retracting bleachers, and basketball hoops. When they arrived they found other students milling around, chatting with each other as they waited for the class to begin and the teacher to arrive. Judging by the fact that no one had changed, Weiss assumed that the locker room had not yet been unlocked.

Blake pointed across the gym to two students. One was a blond boy in a black hooded sweatshirt and jeans, while the other boy was sporting a green windbreaker and a pink streak in his jet black hair. "Look, there's Jaune and Ren. Did everyone postpone this class until senior year?"

"It wouldn't surprise me," Weiss said. "Pyrrha and Nora are over there too." She pointed to the the tall crimson-haired girl standing next to a shorter girl in white and pink with soft orange hair. "If the rumors about the teacher are true, then I'm amazed that anyone would've taken this course as a freshman."

Blake nodded. "What was his name again?"

"Winchester. I believe he's the father of that oaf Cardin."

The dark haired girl groaned. "Great, because I just loved dealing with him so much."

Weiss chuckled. "Was that sarcasm? You must be in a good mood today."

Blake frowned. "I was, until you told me that a Winchester would be my teacher."

"I wouldn't worry too much. I doubt we'll be standing still long enough to care, if what Winter told me about his class is any indication."

They chose to stop talking in favor of simply standing around, waiting for class to begin. As they waited, Weiss heard the doors to the gym open again and turned to see who had entered. She was shocked to see both Yang and Ruby walk into the gym.

Weiss turned to Blake. "I thought you said that only Yang had this class today."

Blake shrugged. "It stands to reason that because Yang was required to take this course that her sister was too. Honestly I don't know what you are so worried about, I thought you want to be more friendly with the sisters."

"Yes I do, but I didn't envision that I'd have to deal with both of them at the same time."

"Well what's the issue?" Blake asked. "The way I see it, Ruby is more comfortable around her sister, and vice versa, so the odds are they'd be more receptive to you in general if they're together."

"You may be right. Well, I guess there's no sense in waiting any more." With that, Weiss turned and walked toward the sisters, Blake following closely behind.

Yang saw them before they could say anything. "Hello, Blake! And… Weiss, wasn't it?" Weiss simply nodded. "Well, good to see you again," She turned to her sister. "Imagine the odds of the only two people we really know here being in the same class as us, huh Ruby?"

Weiss was definitely surprised by this warm greeting. She had hardly expected anything cordial from Yang, at least, especially after how she had treated Ruby previously. It turned out that her doubts were not unfounded as Yang continued speaking.

"Now we'll know exactly how immature we are while we're working out." Yang glared at Weiss. "And here I was wondering exactly what was wrong with me today."

Ruby elbowed her sister. "Yang, stop it. We went over this, she apologized. Everything's fine now." The brunette turned to Weiss and gave her an apologetic smile. "Sorry about Yang, she's just…"

"No," Yang interrupted. "You don't have to speak for me. I am perfectly capable of telling Weiss that I am still upset about her treatment of you. I wasn't really able to yesterday but now that I've had time to think, I think that I can say confidently, that the way that she treated you yesterday only served to show how much of a bi-"

Ruby practically shouted, "Yang!"

The blonde went silent for a moment. "Well," she said. "That's what she is."

Her sister sighed. "Weiss, I'm sorry. I thought we had talked about everything, but apparently someone had some things that she wanted to say."

Weiss simply shook her head. "No, she's right, Ruby. The way I treated you yesterday was wrong. I do not make it my business to humiliate others, and I am… ashamed…" she gritted her teeth through this word, not because she didn't actually feel that way, but because she was struggling in forcing herself to be humble. Humility was not a trait that most would ascribe to her, and she would not have put it to herself either. She continued. "... of my previous actions. Despite the injury you caused me," She couldn't let Ruby get off completely clean after all. "I overreacted, so I would like to apologize again."

The girl in red smiled. "You really don't have to do that. I already forgave you, Weiss, so don't worry. And I'm sure Yang has forgiven you too." She gave a very pointed look to her sister.

Yang glared back until she couldn't hold the gaze anymore. "Fine, yeah I forgive you. Whatever," She grumbled.

Weiss suppressed the urge to smirk, "Thank you, Yang."

A loud voice came from behind them, "Great! Absolutely wonderful! Now that everyone is one big happy family, maybe we can this damn show on the road, yeah?!"

They had been so focused on their conversation that they had not noticed the teacher walk in, hence the yelling. They turned to look at Mr. Winchester. He was tall, probably about six-foot five and he had some seriously large muscles. Weiss was wondering if it was possible for a human to have muscles that big and still be able to move properly. His black tracksuit did a good job of making him appear larger, not that he needed it. The four girls walked over to where the rest of the class was already standing.

"Thank you!" he shouted again. "Now, welcome to Physical Fitness. The purpose of this class is to educate you ridiculous weaklings on the proper forms of exercise and nutrition, so that maybe you won't all die of diabetes by the time you're forty. You will more than likely come to hate me in the next few months, but at the end of the day, when you're the healthiest version of you that you can be, you'll thank me." He stepped over to the entrances to each locker room never pausing in his introduction, "First things first, change into your workout clothes. It was specifically stated in your handouts at registration that you would need to bring them day one, so if you didn't, then tough luck! You'll be hitting the track in whatever you chose to wear today! No go get changed then head outside and meet me at the track. You have ten minutes!"

Everyone moved quickly to try and meet his time constraint. Weiss immediately moved to find a locker in the back corner, so as to avoid as many people as possible, as she spotted a locker that didn't already have a lock attached, she felt something brush past her quickly. Suddenly Ruby appeared in front of the locker in question, leaving Weiss both astonished at how fast she was, and simultaneously annoyed that her choice locker was taken. Weiss was about to move on to the next row up when Ruby called out.

"Hey Weiss, this one over here isn't taken," pointing to one two rows over. "It'll be like our regular lockers."

Weiss was torn, she really didn't want to have to change in proximity to Ruby, or anyone for that matter. Of course if she refused then Ruby would be hurt, having once again been spurned by the heiress.

The girl in red saw the look on her face and her expression immediately became downcast. "If you don't want to it's fine, I understand. You probably don't want to risk me breaking your neck or something."

Upon hearing this, Weiss made a snap decision. It was confusing why she reacted so quickly to the clearly saddened Ruby. "No, I'll take that locker. It's fine." I'm going to have to take steps to befriend her anyway. Might as well start now.

Ruby's expression quickly brightened. "Alright!"

They changed quickly, and, once finished, headed back out to the gym. Weiss had chosen to dress modestly for this class, wearing a simple, blue, v-neck t-shirt and silver girl's basketball shorts. Ruby was dressed similarly but with a pink shirt and crimson shorts. They left through the side doors and down a short hallway before exiting out of the back doors of the school. From there it was a short walk down to the track that went around the practice field.

While they were waiting for everyone else to arrive, Blake and Yang exited the school and came walking down, chatting idly. Blake had told Weiss that she and Yang had spoken, but now that Weiss was seeing this for herself, she could barely believe it. The onyx-haired girl did not simply talk to a lot of people, and those that tried to usually did nothing more than annoy her. But here she was, actually communicating with the newest person in class and actually looking interested in the conversation. Well, if Blake can make friends with someone that quickly, surely I should have no problem.

Yang appeared to be actually glowing in the sunlight, and Weiss noticed immediately that the blonde was dressed far less modestly than her sister. An extremely tight orange tank top showing off the black sports bra underneath, and a pair of black running shorts that seemed way too short to be comfortable. Blake was wearing a similar tank top, though it was purple and didn't cling to her nearly as tightly, and a pair of black basketball shorts similar to Ruby and Weiss.

"Hey, Yang! Over here!" Ruby called out, waving to her sister. The two girls quickly joined them. "Whatcha talkin' about?" The brunette asked.

"Oh, nothing much," Yang replied. "Blake was telling me about how much of a hardass this Winchester guy is. I guess we're in for a hell of a year."

"I'm sure she didn't use such unnecessary language," Weiss said disdainfully.

"Excuse me for not being a bluenose, princess."

"I'm not a bluenose. I've indulged myself in the occasional profanity when it was called for, but I don't see the point in using it regular conversation."

"And I've never seen the point in restraining myself just 'cause I make someone else uncomfortable. Hell, I don't even do that for Ruby, so why would I do it for you?"

"You don't have to, but I'm certainly not going to stick around to hear it."

"Fine by me, the less time I have to spend around you, the better I'll be."

Weiss huffed and looked away from Yang as the blonde also turned away. It was quite possibly the most childish thing that Weiss had ever done, but she refused to give Yang the satisfaction of knowing that she had won.

Ruby was dumbfounded. "Really, you guys? Am I going to be the one to have to tell you to be more mature?"

Blake chuckled. "I think we should probably just let them be. I don't think we've been properly introduced, I'm Blake."

"Hi, Blake! I'm Ruby, nice to meet you! You're friends with Weiss right?" Blake nodded. "Is she always like this?"

"No, this is actually outgoing. Normally she wouldn't even bother to speak to anyone."

"Alright, wimps!" Winchester called out. "Stand on this line! We, and by we I mean you, are going to run two laps around this track. We will form teams using your placement in the race as a guide. Each set of four will be placed together, and the first person in the group will be team captain. Any questions? No? Then get ready!"

Weiss lined up next to Ruby and Blake, with Yang just behind her.

"On your mark, get set, GO!"

Weiss bolted. She didn't actually care who she ended up in a team with, but the idea of being team captain sounded good to her, so she knew she had to come in first. Weiss was not subservient by nature, and couldn't imagine a situation where she would end up beneath anyone. With all class projects and partnerships, she was always giving the orders, always in charge. She knew she could do it here too, as long as she pushed herself a little harder. She was fit, and always quick on her feet. It's only half a mile, she told herself. I've sprinted farther before, I can't remember when, but surely I have. No one should be able to beat me.

Weiss was lost in these thoughts as she was running, so much so that she missed it completely when Ruby caught up to her by the end of the first turn.

"Hey, Weiss!"

"Huh?" Weiss was broken from her thoughts. "Ruby! But I - am practically - dead sprinting here!" She said between breaths.

Ruby was somehow able to laugh while running. "Yeah, I'm pretty darn fast. I could of been a track star at Sanctum, but I can really only do this in short bursts, and definitely not multiple times in a day. That and I don't really enjoy sports that much."

They had just crossed the line into their second lap and Ruby was still going strong, having passed Weiss completely and was several paces ahead of her after the turn. Weiss pushed harder, catching up with Ruby again heading into the second turn. Weiss' legs were starting to give out, and she was having trouble catching her breath, but God forbid anyone beat her in a race. She thought she had it in the bag when, ten feet from the finish, Ruby suddenly burst forward in a blur and leapt across the finish line.

"First, Ruby Rose!" Coach Winchester shouted. "Second, Weiss Schnee! Come and shake hands with your partner."

What!? She beat me! That child beat me! ARRGH! Wait, what? Partners! I forgot!

Ruby beamed. "Weiss, we're partners! How cool is that?!"

"Third, Blake Belladonna! Fourth, Yang Xiao Long!"

Damn, Blake," Yang said, breathing heavily. "You are fast. And crap, princess, I don't think anyone's ever come that close to beating my sister in a race before!"

"You four are team one, make up a name." The coach went back to calling names, "Fifth, Jaune Arc! Sixth, Pyrrha Nikos! Seventh, Nora Valkyrie! Eighth, Lie Ren! You four are team two, make up a name."

Weiss barely heard this though, she was still fuming at her loss. I can't believe this! I lost! And now Ruby's in charge. I can only imagine what kind of shenanigans she'll come up with!

"Weiss? Weiss? Earth to Weiss!" Ruby yelled. "We're a team now!"

"Huh? I know that you dunce!"

"Well, we have to pick a name now."

Everyone looked deep in thought for a moment, then Ruby spoke up. "Ooh I know! we'll be team R-W-B-Y! It's our initials, plus it sounds like my name!"

"I don't have a problem with that," Yang said.

"I don't see an issue with it," Blake replied.

"Well I think we should vote on it," Weiss said. She didn't really want to be on a team named after the leader.

Ruby laughed. "I'm pretty sure we just did."

Weiss huffed. "Fine, we can keep the mane."

"Woo, Team RWBY is official! Bonzai!"

"Bonzai!" shouted Blake and Yang.

Weiss could only fume silently as Ruby went off to tell the coach their new name.

Okay, that took way longer to write than it should have, but I think the result is fine. I know you are all wondering why I'm bothering with this, especially since it seems as though all I'm doing is rehashing RWBY. Well I'm not one to simply pair complete strangers off with each other after they've just met. These guys don't know each other at all really, so this is a good way to facilitate that. Don't worry, this isn't going to just be RWBY Volume 1 on Earth, I promise. The story is going to go it's own way from here on. I do actually have a real location and high school in which I am basing this story on, if you guys want to know where that is message me, and I'll tell you, it may help give some better image of where they go later if you can look for pictures. That and there are a couple of location specific events I want them to attend later. Thanks for reading and for being so patient with me! Have fun. This story is dedicated to Monty Oum and Leonard Nimoy. Keep moving forward, and live long and prosper.