Chapter seven, yeah boy.
Sooooo...
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Jaune softly pressed the snooze button for his alarm clock. Glad that he did, considering what time in the morning it was. Plus now he had a team to worry about. That was still a new prospect for him. Sure he had thought that being a leader would be cool, you know, get on a sweet team with a bunch of cute girls, be the best team leader ever. Easy right? Then why did he have a feeling of dread wash over him at the thought. For some reason he had a strange inclination that these three girls were get him into the most trouble ever. Well, it was their first day of classes. What could possibly go wrong?
Ding.
Oh right, morning workout.
Hopping out of bed, Jaune took a look at his new team. Blake was laying on her side, hands reaching up under her pillow, a small content smile on her face. Her bed was situated on the same side of the room as his was, with Yang and Pyrrah's being on the other side. Every so often Blake's bow would twitch. Huh, weird. Must be the wind or something. Looking over to the opposite side of the room, he was greeted with Yang at her finest. One leg hanging off the side of her bed with an arm trying to follow, hair fanned out across her bed. It was impressive that Blake and Pyrrah could sleep through the racket that Yang was making. She could give a Beowolfe a run for its money. The snoring was like three chainsaws competing for the loudest saw title. Then there was Pyrrah. Jaune wouldn't be able to tell this to her face, but she was cute when she slept. The way she gripped her pillow like a teddy bear was so cute. Pyrrah reminded him of his youngest sister, Amber.
Speaking of his sisters, he hadn't let his family know he had gotten into Beacon. Jaune put a reminder on his scroll, first, he had his morning excercises. Unzipping his suitcase, he pulled a pair of jogging shorts and a plain blue t-shirt out and proceeded to make his way to the bathroom to change. After that was done, he moved back to his bed and made it up, then he folded his sleep wear and set it on top the bed. He quietly closed the door to his teams room and made his way outside. As soon as he stepped into the cool morning air, whatever drowsiness that lingered was eliminated instantly. Doing his usual stretches to get the kinks out, he started his morning jog. About halfway around the school, he saw an unexpected friend who apparently had the same idea as he did.
"Good morning Miss Goodwitch! Going on a morning jog?" He asked, breathing slightly strained. His new combat teacher kept her pace in front of him but turned her head to acknowledge her running mate.
"Oh, good morning Mr. Arc." She gave him a smile before she continued. "To answer your question, yes. I see you had the same thought?'
"Yes Ma'am, and I thought I said it was okay to call me by my first name." The two now running side-by-side.
"You did, but I must keep a professional attitude during class time."
"Ah, but it's not class time is it? Unless you have a class beginning at... Six-thirty in the morning? If that's the case I should have woke my team up."
She smirked at him. "Keep that up and I might start a new class, and you're right. So, Jaune, what would you be doing up at this time in the morning? Normally I don't see students start their routine until later in the morning. And it's mostly the older years that do it anyway. Something you started early in your training perhaps?"
"Yeah. It was around the fourth-Fifth? Month of training, I think. Anyway, my dad had started me on physical training awhile back. So it wasn't to hard for me to get into a form I liked to do."
"So you started jogging?" She asked.
"Yep, found that it, well, it calms me. When you're up so early with nothing to disturb you, it gives you time to just stop and take in your surroundings."
Glynda smirked again. "Oh? And am I disturbing you Jaune?"
Jaune almost tripped. "What? No! You're not disturbing me at all Miss Goodwitch! It's nice to have someone to talk to once in awhile."
Glynda started to laugh while Jaune just huffed and kept running. She motioned for him to slow down and the two of walked over to one of the many benches around the campus. They both started to do their after jog stretching.
"Now who's being smart?" He grumbled.
Glynda kept laughing here and there while stretching. "Ha, it's not every day that I can have a casual conversation with one of my students. Most of the time you all are to afraid to try."
Jaune looked at her for a minute before shaking his head. "I can see why some would be scared, but me? I haven't known you long enough to form an opinion."
She raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"
It was his turn to smirk this time. "Yep. It was nice talking to you Miss Goodwitch, but it's getting close to class time and I need to see if my team are awake. Have a good day and I look forward to your class."
"Have a good day Mr. Arc." Glynda said as she turned to walk back towards the teachers side of the Academy, shaking her head and chuckling to herself. It would be an interesting year, that was for sure.
The sunrise across Beacon's spires was breathtaking.
That was Jaune's first thought as he made his way back to his dorms. He'd had a nice to talk with Miss Goodwitch, unexpected, but nice. It was while he was thinking back on the events earlier this morning that he was not paying attention to where he was going. So he was not expecting to run into someone on the other side of the wall.
"OW!"
"Oof!"
"Ah, sorry, my bad." Jaune rubbed the part of his ass that he had fallen on. He turned around to help up the unlucky girl that he had accidentally ran over, when he had another unexpected surprise.
"Velvet! Ah dang it, I wasn't looking where I was going. Are you alright?" He asked as he offered a hand in assistance. But when he did so, she shrunk back as if he was about to hit her.
"Hey, what's wrong? Why'd you back away from me?" Recognition dawned on her face and she accepted the hand in haste.
"Jaune! I'm sorry, I thought it was someone else."
"No problem, I didn't hurt you did I?"
"No, I'm alright. Thanks for asking though."
"No problem. I was just on my way back to-" Wait. Why did she think he was someone else? She also hunkered down as if she was expecting him to hit her. What was with that? Wait. Wait wait wait wait... Was she being...?
"Velvet." He said slowly. "Were you expecting me to hit you?"
She wouldn't meet his eyes.
"Hey, what's wrong? I'm here if you need me. If there is someone messing with you, I'll help."
She gave him a small smile at that. "Thanks Jaune. And it's my problem to deal with anyway."
He gave her a look that he used on his younger sister's when they would do something they weren't supposed to, which she quickly averted her eyes again. He sighed knowing that she wasn't going to tell him whatever it was that was bothering her. You know, Beacon was going to be a fresh start with new friends and everything, but it looked like all he was going to get was copies of his sisters. Go figure.
"Alright, but hey, if you or Coco need anything let me know. I'll help if I can. Comes in handy being the son of a private contractor."
She beamed at his offer. "Thank you Jaune. I'll remember that." Then she paused. "Wait, what was that last part?"
"I'll tell you later, and no problem, say hello to Coco for me." He said as he once again started in the direction of his dorm. Something was still itching at the back of his mind though, like there was something he was missing. Jaune shook it off when he pulled out his scroll to open the door to his teams room. With a metallic click the door locking mechanism released the small piece of steel that held it closed. As soon as he crossed the threshold he was greeted by the sight of three girls, still sleeping. He glanced at his scroll.
7:49 A.M
Shrugging to himself, he laid his scroll on his bed and slipped his sneakers off. Hauling his suitcase onto his bed and rummaging through it till he found a pair of boxers and his wash towel, he also grabbed his Beacon uniform. He examined it a little before taking everything with him and slipping into the shower. After ridding himself of the sweat he'd accumulated from his run, he stepped out in his new and pristine Beacon uniform. Jaune admired himself for a few minutes in the mirror.
"I gotta admit, these uniforms aren't half bad." He mused to himself. He was alerted to the ruffling of sheets from across the room. It seemed one of the girls was deciding to face the day. Turns out it was Blake that was the first to rise out of the other two.
"Good morning Blake."
She slowly turned to regard him.
She moved so slow he thought she might have been dead.
"Uh... You awake?" He asked, thinking about getting closer but deciding against it in case she wasn't a morning person. He had had one to many close calls whenever his mom or dad had asked him to wake up his older sisters. He had come to the knowledge that if your eldest sister comes home with a hangover, you DO NOT try to wake them up. That way led disaster. Instead you got a glass of water or maybe a cup of coffee and set it by the bed.
And you let them wake up. Blake on the other hand continued to stare blankly into the distance as if she wasn't even looking at him.
"Uh, Remnant to Blake? Can you hear me?"
Then it happened. Blake yawned and stretched, then gave him a small smile. Completely doing a one-eighty from her previous drowsiness.
"Good morning Jaune." She said as she looked around the room trying to find a time source, before inspecting her scroll and finding that it wasn't charged all the way. She stretched again and asked Jaune. "Hey, you know what time it is?"
Jaune glanced at his scroll and read aloud: "Eight."
She hummed her thanks. Noticing that Jaune had his sleepwear on his bed, Blake figured it was time to get up. Experimentally giving herself a sniff before almost retching at her smell from the previous days activity. She heard light chuckling and turned her head in the direction of her new leader, she raised an eyebrow. "Something funny?"
"Well I wasn't going to say anything, but you and Yang both kinda need to take a shower. Pyrrah and me were the only ones to do so last night. Sooo... you guys stink."
"Ha ha." Was her reply. Blake looked at the buxom blonde and sure enough, there was still a few twigs in her large mane. She decided to take his advice and grabbed her shower essentials before stepping inside the bathroom and closing the door with a click.
With Blake up and about, Jaune walked across the room to where his red-headed teammate was sleeping, giving her a small nudge too which she waved at his hand like someone would like a bug that was buzzing around their head. Her nose scrunching up at the disturbance. He laughed a little before giving her a slightly stronger nudge.
"Come on Miss Champion, time to wake up."
"Unh five more minutes..." Was her answer.
"Nope, class starts in less than an hour. So if you want to get another shower in, you gotta wake up." He said matter-of-factly. Tugging the end of her sheets off the bed so she was left in nothing but her PJ's.
She finally opened an eye before letting out a rather cute yawn. She scratched the side of her head a minute before giving him a bright smile.
"Good morning Jaune." She greeted. Looking around and finding one of her teammates were missing. "Where's Blake?"
Jaune threw a thumb over his shoulder pointing at the bathroom. "Taking a shower. You wanna wake up your partner while I go grab us a few things from the cafateria?"
"Yes, go ahead. Oh, can you grab me some fruit?"
"Sure, when Yangs up, ask her what she and Blake want and I'll see what I can do." He replied as he walked out the door.
"Of course."
Considering Jaune had left, Pyrrah got to work on her morning routine, since she had taken a shower last night, she didn't see the need to take another. So, she slipped out of her bed clothes and into her school uniform along with putting on the circlet her mother had given her when she was young. She had just finished lacing her shoe's when her partner awoke with a loud yawn.
"Good morning!" Pyrrah beamed.
"Unglbf..."
Pyrrah blinked. "What?"
Yang's head turned to look at her, eyes widening before smiling lopsidedly. "Oh, morning P-money."
"Good morning." Pyrrah said for the third time in less than an hour. The noticing the absence of her brother-in-hairs.
"Hey, where'd our glorious leader go off to?" She asked, looking around the room. "He in the shower?"
"No. That's Blake, Jaune went to get us something from the cafeteria. Oh! That reminds me, Jaune wanted to know if you wanted anything specific."
Yang raised a finger to her chin in thought. "Oh, nothing big. Maybe some yogourt and granola if they have any."
With a nod, Pyrrah sent a text to Jaune with Yangs order. At that same time Blake exited the bathroom. "Morning." The three of them said at the same time. Elicting a laugh out of the three Huntresses-in-training. Pyrrah asked Blake the same thing she asked Yang. To which she asked for a can of grape juice and a few breakfast bars. Pyrrah had just sent the text when Blake saw Yang looking through Jaune's suitcase.
"Uh, what are you doing?"
"Seeing if he has anything embarrassing on him."
"Why?"
"Reasons, oh! Check this out! Holy cow that's a lot of blondes!" Yang said as she pulled out a picture frame out of the suitcase. Curiosity getting the best of both Blake and Pyrrah, they both leaned over Yang's shoulder to get a better look. Sure enough, Yang was right. There were ten blondes standing in front of a rather nice looking lodge, smiles adorning their faces. Heights and ages varying. In the middle were what the three assumed were the parents, then there was Jaune and what could obviously be called his army of sisters. The tallest looking to be in her twenties or something while the youngest was maybe just hitting her teens. And Jaune was smack-dab in the middle.
"...Three, four, five... seven? He has seven sisters?! Holy crap!" Yang blurted out.
"Yep. And they're a handful."
Now Blake considered herself a calm person that didn't startle easily. Same could be said for her other two teammates. Yang having had to deal with a younger sister with the occasional prank war, Pyrrah for the fact that she was a world renowned fighter. But when you're going through your team leaders personal affects on the first day of being a team, and when said leader has the apparent stealth prowess of a freaking Panther. They could be excused for the frightened shriek they let loose from their lips.
"Oh, uh h-hey Jaune! We were uh-" Yang was cut off by Jaune waving his hand in front of her face, a smile in place to let her know he wasn't mad.
"Yang it's okay. I'll tell you all about them later. But first, here's your breakfast, don't try to wolf it down either. It's only eight-thirty, we've got plenty of time." He said. Telling them to take a seat and eat. They shrugged but conceded his point. They still had another thirty minutes until class. They dug into their 'meals' and when Blake had finished her second breakfast bar, she asked a question.
"Hey Jaune?"
His head came up from his scroll that he'd been messing with, setting it down so he could give her his undivided attention. "Yeah Blake?"
"Would you know what our class schedule is for the day? I haven't received any information on them."
"Same." Pyrrah agreed.
"Huh, let me look." He brought his scroll back to his face and began searching his messages. Sure enough, he had received a text with dates, times and the like. Saying which classes were first and how long their free periods were, speaking of which, theirs was at nine. Jaune glanced at the time feature at the top of his screen.
8:45
He grunted as he sat up from his bed. "According to this we have Grimm studies with Professor Port. Next is botany and dust mechanics with Professor Peach. Then were done, unless we get a lot of homework."
"That's it? Nice!" Yang exclaimed, pumping a fist into the air.
"Yang, don't forget about whatever homework they may give us." Pyrrah began. "Because of our age and skill, they may seem it appropriate to give us larger amounts to focus on certain topics."
Yang let out a sigh. "Pyrrah. Partner of mine. We need to have a discussion about team morale when were done."
"I'm sorry!"
"Enough. Lets get going so we won't be late. Besides, how bad could it be?"
Twelve minutes later...
"You had to jinx us!" Yang accused, as a rather large Huntsman went on about Beowolves and cabbages.
Yang! Don't be hating on my man port! He is 5% luck, 20% skill, 15% concentrated power of will, 5% pleasure, 50% pain, and a hundred percent reason to remember the name. Or something like that lol
This chapter is short so part two will be released sometime in the(hopefully) next few days.
I'll go into relationship status next chapter. Now though? I've been running on three hours of sleep for the last three days. So I'm going to sleep.
Rookie out.
