A/N: If you're wondering whether my drafts/outlines are always as silly as the ones from Laws of Attraction, here's some lines from the outline of the last chapter that made my friend lose her mind laughing:

-he comes back, she almost shits herself, he says that oh he had midterms so he took time off as he wipes up her proverbial emotional mess

-he does like a board game club on weekend mornings, she's not even surprised like dammit I knew you were a nerd god nora was right

Thrown to the Wind

Ignite

"Ay, what, Pyrrha's here? Heck yeah!"

"No way! Pyrrha, I didn't know you like Mafia! Come sit with me!"

"Guys, let her be. Anyways, Ruby, don't try and make her sit with you- you suck at explaining this game."

"Weiss, I do not!"

Pyrrha felt a crushing dread settle over her as she stepped into the open-air courtyard behind the computer science building, only to see a slew of familiar faces turning her way. She had been expecting just a couple of people- maybe a few creative writing majors, maybe some in English lit. However, seated around the picnic tables in the center of the space were almost twenty people, and the vast majority of them were her housemates.

"Hey, everyone," she called sheepishly as Velvet immediately grabbed her hand and guided her over. "I… um… I didn't know this was such a big thing, to be honest."

"I'm so happy you're here," the gentle brunette cooed. "How did you hear about Saturday Smash?"

"…'Saturday Smash'?"

"Yeah," a chipper voice called. Sun walked out of the Mech building, arms laden with coffee and paper cups, a skip in his step. "It started off as Smash tournaments, but we got in trouble after we broke a projector in the Arts Centre, so…"

"Board games are more fun! I'm gonna survive this time." Neptune trailed behind his best friend. Pyrrha gawped at him. However, no one else looked twice at his shockingly-blue head of hair. Was this the Twilight Zone? What was going on?

"Sun, weren't you on duty last night? How are you even awake?" Blake groaned, rubbing her eyes sleepily as she took coffee from him.

Pyrrha awkwardly took a seat on the corner of one bench beside Ruby, across from Weiss. "Do you guys do this every weekend?" she asked hesitantly. Am I even in the right place?

Both girls nodded. "You always have practice late on Fridays, right? And since you're not a huge fan of board games, we always thought we should just let you sleep in," Weiss explained, filing her nails primly as they awaited for everyone to arrive.

"Yeah," Ruby chipped in, "if we knew you were into it, we'd have invited you ages ago!"

"I see," Pyrrha nodded slowly, but nothing assuaged her nerves. What even was happening? She had half a mind to pick up her phone and text Jaune, just to clarify whether she was actually supposed to be hanging out with her floormates. It seemed like a dream.

Before she could even type a single sentence, though, she was stopped in her tracks as Yang brightened up. "Oh look," Yang announced, "Vomit Boy showed up!"

"Oh, ha-ha, Goldilocks," a familiar voice came from behind Pyrrha. The redhead swivelled, craning her neck to see the very blond she had been invited by waving to everyone. He looked every bit as clumsy as she thought he would, out of that apron. When Jaune saw her, his entire face lit up. "Pyrrha, you came!"

Yang leaned back, a look of wry surprise on her face. "Pyrrha, was it Jaune who told you about this?" Understanding slowly dawned on her face, and Pyrrha felt herself heat up from head to toe under the blonde's awestruck stare. "No way. No way."

"Sis, what is it?" Ruby cried, tugging Yang's arm.

The blonde didn't say anything, instead standing up and patting Ruby to scoot over on the bench. "Jaune, sit here!" she called, pointing at the new space between Pyrrha and Ruby. The boy complied, and Pyrrha sent a flustered glare to Yang; however, Yang merely grinned before accosting Neptune for a cup of coffee.

Pyrrha just blinked, looking up at their friends, searching for an explanation. No one seemed to be paying attention, until Weiss finally sighed, rolling her eyes and clarifying, "Vomit Boy. He threw up everywhere during Homecoming in first year."

"Pyrrha, this is Vomit Boy- AKA Jaune," Ruby introduced amiably.

Pyrrha sighed, smiling weakly at the boy. She was intensely aware of his closeness. "Yup, I know. We've met."

"Wait," Jaune said slowly, eyes darting between everyone else and Pyrrha, "do you all know Pyrrha?"

Ruby snorted. "Well, duh. She's in our dorms."

"Wait. Wait." The blond held his hands up, searching through his memory. Suddenly, he spun to face Pyrrha in his seat, totally unaware of how his side pressed into her under the picnic table. "Was the cereal for Ruby when she got high?"

She shrugged guiltily. "She really wanted some?"

"I won't do it again," the younger girl pouted. "I ate way too much that night."

It was as if everything in some mysterious puzzle had finally connected for the blond. Unfortunately, Pyrrha wasn't privy to any of the revelations he seemed to be experiencing. "Oh my god, they always talk about you. You're gonna be an Olympian? How even- you're the ace on the team? Wow, how am I even here with you." He blushed beet-red, burying his face into his arms dramatically on the table.

Suddenly, Neptune stood up. "Why isn't anyone asking about my damn hair? I'm blue!" he cried.

"Keep that salty attitude up, and the mafia will kill you right away," Sun snickered. When everyone just raised a brow, Neptune crumbled, taking his seat as Sun commented, "He lost a bet. Don't worry 'bout it."

Slowly, the gears began turning in Pyrrha's head. She faintly remembered a blond head hunched over a garbage can, blurry and vague in two-year-old memory. "…you've been friends ever since?"

Weiss sighed. "Friends might be pushing it," she muttered while Ruby chirped, "Yup! We were in the same cohort in first year!"

Jaune shot Weiss with finger-guns, then chuckled tiredly. "Holy, Pyrrha," he breathed. "I knew you were legit, but this? You're like, this legend everyone's told me so much about. This is crazy. I never would've guessed."

Pyrrha's heart sank in her chest. This was it. Everyone had apparently been hyping her up since forever. She'd never see his comfortable smiles again, huh?