Are you guys used to me being this fast on the updates yet? It's almost like I'm updating daily like I used to. Those were good days but tiring mornings. I decided to bring in something extra for you this chapter after thinking awhile about it.

My nights sleep was a lot better now that I had my covers. It made me feel a bit more comfortable in the new environment. Not to mention it was easier to fall asleep than before. I still had thoughts getting stuck in my head but now they didn't keep me up later than I wanted. They were definitely trying though, after that unexpected compliment Blake gave me.

But now it was a new day and I was just going through my normal motions. This time I managed to actually get a shower though so I was feeling a lot better now when Blake finally came out of her room for her morning shower and breakfast. I greeted her and she flashed a smile at me before she got in the shower. Surprisingly, her shower didn't last as long as her last one. I was even about to get off the couch to see why she cut it so short when I heard the bathroom door open.

"Hey Weiss." I heard Blake call out.

I turned and saw her face peeking out the door. "Is everything alright?"

"You took a shower before me, didn't you?" She asked.

"Yea. Did I leave anything in there or something." I didn't remember anything.

"No. My water just got colder faster than I'm used to. It gave me a jump."

I felt a bit bad about it. "Sorry Blake. I just figured I would get my shower before you woke up."

"You're fine, Weiss." She said. "Like I said, I'm just not used to it. It at least woke me up though, so there's that."

The bathroom door closed and it left me in silence for a little bit. Not long though, as Blake emerged from the bathroom again with a towel covering herself. I forced myself to look away because I wasn't sure if she would mind me seeing that. I doubted she cared but keeping my bases covered hasn't hurt me yet, so far.

When Blake finally got dressed properly, she walked into the living room and stared me down. I was left confused as I hadn't done anything to warrant such an action. She just kept looking at me with a smile on her face. It felt like she was planning a trap or something close to that for me.

I couldn't take much more. "Blake, why are you staring at me like that?"

She took a second before replying. "I need you to go somewhere for a bit. I've made a plan for today and you have to be out of here for a few hours. I hope that's fine."

"Why? I don't have anything to do today again so what do I do?" I was starting to get very confused.

"Just trust me on this. I'm sure you can find something to distract you. Things will be busy today."

She started helping me off the couch and getting my keys for my car. Every time I tried asking questions or wanted to stop being rushed around she would just tell me to trust her, and suddenly, I was out the door. The whole event just left me a little turned around for a second before I just accepted that she had plans and went to my car. I didn't know what I was going to keep myself busy with but there was bound to be something.

Once again I was wrong. I didn't feel like spending money today and because of that, I was left with not much to do. Driving around randomly wasn't an option because of that sick cop running around somewhere. I wondered how many other girls he's tried that on and I hoped none of them took his offer. It just wasn't worth it. Overall though, it was just me walking around the town, occasionally going through a shop to see what they had. Even if I wasn't buying anything, I still enjoyed seeing what these stores had to offer.

There wasn't much to see today though. There were plenty of people out and about today but it just wasn't a day where they were rushing like Blake was. I found myself just going into Blake's favorite little book shop and relaxing by the window with some coffee. Hot chocolate would have been nice but I didn't want something too sweet right now.

Watching the people go by outside the window made up for it though. Families went by with the kids trying to walk ahead only to be called by their parents to come back, couples walked hand-in-hand not caring about who saw, and the people by themselves just idly smiled and enjoyed the day. The couples had me a little jealous, I felt. They were just enjoying the company of each other, not worrying about who looked at them or saw them having fun. I kind of wished I had that. I'm done with high school and was about to enter college and the most I've had is a bunch of crappy, failed relationships with bratty or entitled men.

Not all guys were like that though. I knew that much, especially after watching one boyfriend stop his girlfriend from tripping on a bump in the sidewalk. She gave him a peck on the cheek and started on their way again. She would point out things in store windows and he would listen and talk about whatever it was she saw. It made me glad I didn't get the hot chocolate even more now because watching those two was like a sugar overload.

I went to check the time on my phone but quickly realized that I had forgotten it in the rush that was Blake this morning. I was stuck just looking at the shop's clock. It had been maybe two hours since Blake had thrown me out suddenly. She probably wanted more time so I got up and went through the books at the back of the store to find something that could keep me busy. If Blake could do it, then I probably could to.

It was tough for me to find a book. I was never much a heavy reader so not many stuck out to me as something I would like to read. Most of the time I just didn't like the plot that was told to me on the back of them or their cover on the inside while others felt like a different language. Blake probably didn't have a single bit of trouble reading them but I knew I wouldn't get very far in them.

Eventually I just settled on a simple book based on romance. Nothing that stimulated my brain like a book should but it was something I could use to pass the time. I brought it back to me table and sat down with it and my coffee. Like most books, it started off slow. After maybe an hour of reading it, things finally started picking up. But as I kept reading, the main character started falling for someone like in most romance novels.

The thing that was weird though, was that she was falling for another girl. I've never been opposed to things like that but it's never been a common thing to see in stuff like books. This one little fact was the reason I kept going into the story more and more than I normally would have. My eyes couldn't look away and my hands wouldn't stop turning the pages.

I was halfway through the book when I finally stopped and looked around. The shop as usual was still empty but everyone out on the street was gone aside from random stragglers who were probably heading home. Looking at the clock showed me just how long I was reading. I had been out of the apartment for more than just a few hours. The afternoon was hitting the sky now and I assumed most of the people had made it to their destinations or were at home. It should be the same for me and I hope Blake is ready for to head back.

I looked down at the book as I stood up from my table. I honestly wanted to finish reading it but I didn't feel like sitting here even longer. Even my coffee ended up cold because I didn't think to take drinks of it when I was reading. Thinking about it just wasted even more time so I just bit the bullet and took it to the counter and bought it to read at home. The man offered me a bag for it but there was no point considering I've already read half of it.

The little bell rang as I left the store. I didn't know why but the day didn't feel all that wasted to me. Maybe reading wasn't such a boring thing. I could see why Blake would be willing to fall asleep in there. Well, either it was the books or the hot chocolate.

When I made it back to the apartment I found someone's big truck parked in where I normally am. I would be slightly annoyed but thankfully there was a free spot next to it. I just hoped they wouldn't hit my car on their way out. Managing to squeeze myself out between my car and the truck, I got up the stairs and to the door of the apartment. Trying to open it didn't work because it was locked which felt slightly out of the ordinary. There wasn't much to question though so I just pulled out my key and unlocked it.

Blake was sitting on the couch like I normally expected but her quick look to me in the doorway made me suspicious. She had the same smile from this morning aimed straight at me. Something was definitely up with this girl.

I started my interrogation. "What's going on today Blake?"

She quickly shook her head. "Nothing, Weiss. Just feeling good."

That explanation didn't stand. "Why did you force me out earlier today?"

She got up and went to the kitchen. "It's nothing, Weiss. I told you that I had plans today and I needed you out to do them. Oh hey, what did you get?"

I saw her pointing to my plastic bag. "It's just a book. You're acting suspicious today, Blake."

"Nah. You're just over-thinking things." She said getting a glass of water.

*THUMP*

My head jerked toward my room where the door was closed. Blake quickly walked back into the living looking like she was holding her breath behind her wide smile.

"You didn't hear that, did you?" Blake asked.

"Who's in my room?" I questioned the amber eyed girl.

I didn't bother for her answer though and I went straight to the door and pushed it open. Three things were there in my room to surprise me. The first was the fact that most, if not all, of my furniture from my family home was here waiting for me. My mouth dropped and I just stared at how everything was neatly set up like my old room just transported itself here.

The other two things were next to my bed. One was upside down with her head of black and red hair against the ground, while the other one was picking her up and trying to right the other. After they finally were both standing properly, I saw that the one with red hair was quite a bit shorter than the other one who seemed to be pushing her bright, blonde hair back over her shoulders after messing with the other.

The tall one started talking to me first. "Umm, hi. I'm Yang and this is my sister Ruby. I hope you didn't mind us being in here."

What do these characters have that I may need, you ask? I have no idea actually. I write everything on the fly so even I don't know where this might go. As part of my eternal policy, reviews are welcome and remember to have fun!