Weiss Schnee
SDC Charity Ball; Atlas
March 13th

I hate this. In fact, I hate this so much that I want to start using the strong words Caitlin uses to describe things she doesn't like but since I'm right next to my father that's probably not the best plan. Not if I want to retain my head or avoid getting slapped. Want to talk about growing up as a Schnee? Well it isn't rosy like I'm sure many people think it is. Ruby even called me princess… Almost immediately, I try to push thoughts of Ruby Rose out of my mind to no avail. It all comes back and creates a sinking pit in my stomach. Her face, her smile, her beautiful personality and optimism. Yes, she could get under my skin with those but I still love them. She may be a complete dolt, but she is my dolt.

I wonder if she even remembers me. Does she think about me? I know that I think about her all the time. Even my subconcious does - I've had some… sexy dreams about the two of us. We haven't ever… gone all the way… but I've thought about what it may feel like for her to touch me and for me… to touch her. I love her so much and if I ever get the chance to see her again… well then maybe I'll ask her to touch me. I hope I won't disappoint her though. There are far more beautiful girls than me - my breasts are small, I've got a scar above and below my eye, and the best - I suppose - that you could say is that I'm slim, have hips, and mostly even features.

Remembering the feel of her lips against my own only serves to sadden me further and remind me how much I'm missing. I don't hate living in Atlas, I just hate living at home in Atlas. If I could live outside of my home in Atlas, then I wouldn't have a problem with it.

Especially if Ruby was with me.

I sigh as I watch the people come into and move around the party - my mother actually showed up, but if I had to bet the only reason she came is because General Ironwood did. I scan the room for my sister, but I'm distracted by a rainbow rushing past me and then turning around to pull a girl towards her. It's not until the movement stops that I realize that that was Neon grabbing my sister. I want to go over towards her where I can see her talking with her parents and Neon, but just as I'm about to move my father stops me. Irritably, I come up with the first excuse that comes to my head and walk off - not towards my sister - towards the painting of Beacon. I feel so many emotions looking at it, but the dominant one is sadness.

"It's beautiful," A voice says, coming up to me while I don't break my cold gaze. "You two match."

"Yes," I say irritably. "It's a lovely painting."

"So, that was my attempt at breaking the ice. How am I doing so far?"

Sighing, I respond. "You are leaving a lot to be desired."

"Well I've always appreciated honesty," He tells me, offering his hand. "Henry. Marigold."

"Weiss Schnee," I inform him, loosely gripping his hand.

The rest of my… exchange with him passes in a blur to say the least. I'm just trying to come up with a decent excuse to get away from him at this point, but of course he just has to be a complete little… jerk (Caitlin would have used a stronger word) who has no understanding of things that matter. I feel myself starting to crack, just a little, because it seems like no one gives a damn. I mean... sure my sister, her girlfriend, her parents, and I do but everyone else doesn't. At least it feels that way. Out of the corner of my eye I can see Caitlin subtly glaring at my father while Whitley is trying to get her attention. Eventually it looks like she gives in and agrees to hear him out on whatever he's trying to tell her, but not without crossing her arms in annoyance. Her arm is finally able to be used again, and I know that she's beyond relieved about that. Tonight, her hair is up in the way it usually is while her makeup is also the same as usual. Still, she looks nicer than I'm used to - for one thing she's wearing a dress and, to my shock, heels. The dress is black and goes down to her knees while the top has a scoop down with two large straps in lieu of sleeves. It's… retro, but cute.

"But really, does it come as any surprise what happened to Vale?"

My attention is caught in anger, and I tense up as I hear what comes next.

"It was a long time coming if you ask me."

"Honey…"

"What? You said the same thing last night. If they're so arrogant to think that they can get by without proper kingdom defense, then I say good riddance!"

Even though I'm not usually the one to get unbelievably pissed off at people, this time I do. "Shut up!" I shout at her despite the physical distance. "You don't have a clue! None of you do!"

"Excuse me?" The woman asks, glaring at me.

"You're all just standing around talking about nothing!" I respond. "Worrying about your hair, your money, your stupid problems that don't mean anything!"

"Weiss that's enough!" My father says as he moves towards me, grabbing my arm. I can see my mother looking at me in concern while Caitlin is winking at me - support in her own way - and then Whitley is faintly smiling. That little shit.

"Let go of me!" I start to pull away, but am pulled right back.

"You're embarrassing the family!"

"I said let go!" I break free with a harsh tug, but I lose my balance. I see my mother running towards me as I fall to the floor but she doesn't reach me fast enough to stop the glyph. Just as she gets to my side and is starting to try and help me up a boarbatusk is charging at the woman. I cover my eyes expecting the worst when I hear a gunshot and look up. The woman is okay since General Ironwood shot to boarbatusk before it could hurt her, but she's beyond pissed. I see her glaring at me in full disdain while my mother is getting me back on my feet.

"Arrest her!" The woman screams at General Ironwood who looks back at me while she continues her rant. "What are you waiting for? She's insane - she should be locked up!"

"Shut up," Caitlin tells her, slipping off one of her heels. "Or I'll do the damage that the summoned grimm didn't."

"No, you won't," Mother takes Caitlin and slips her shoe back onto her foot.

"But..." Caitlin protests, reaching down towards her foot while mother takes her hand and ankle to stop her.

"She's the only one making sense around here," General Ironwood tells the woman, glancing at me. "Thanks for the party, Jacques."

Caitlin, Neon, mother, and General Ironwood all leave very casually after that. I wish I could go with them, but no. Instead I'm stuck here - getting glared at and knowing that I'm in a world of trouble now. At least now I know that I don't have to act like my father's perfect little girl. I'm exactly who I am and he can't change that. He married into the family and I am doing my best to uphold the honor of the Schnee family name. Becoming a huntress is part of how I'm going to do that. Speaking of defiance though, I think this is probably the time to start using those words Caitlin does. I'm done with trying to be a perfect lady, a perfect Schnee.

So, fuck. Fuck all of this now.

Author's Note: I know, I know. This is obscenely late and fairly short as a chapter which is near unforgivable. If you're still here, please show me your love/support and READ, REVIEW, PM. I love ALL of you guys.
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