"Um, excuse you?" The black-haired girl said irritatedly. Mel stood up by herself and glared at the person who pushed her, a white-haired boy with freckles and two different-colored eyes. He made a "tch" sound and stared down at Mel.
"Excuse me? I wasn't the one standing in the middle of a busy walkway." The boy was about the same height as her, but his attitude made him seem twice as big.
"You should've been paying attention to where you were walking." Mel countered.
"Do you know who I am?" The boy had one blue, one yellow eyes and a scowl etched into his face.
"Should I?" He crossed his arms and scoffed.
"I am Luther Schnee, second son to Winter Schnee and heir to the Schnee Dust Company." Luther said with mild irritation.
"But if you're the second son, that means the first son would be heir." The turquoise-eyed girl realized.
He stared at her, then scoffed again. "Why I am I even talking to you? You're clearly not worth my time."
Mel examined Luther's features and when their eyes met, crossed her arms. "Mm, I wish I knew." She said, running off, rolling suitcases trailing behind her.
She found herself in a small amphitheater, where everyone was chatting and waiting. A girl with a blue pixie cut and an eyepatch walked over to Mel, and smiled. "Hi, I'm Adelaide! It's nice to meet you!" She said, outstretching her hand.
Ahh, extroverts! The bookworm smiled back and shook the cool-looking girl's hand. "It's nice to meet you too, I'm Mel." It wasn't that Mel didn't like people. With Nora as her mother, she introduced Mel to people more than Mel introduced Mel to people. But with Ren as her father, she was more fond of being alone than being with people.
"Can I see your weapon?" Adelaide asked, the eye that wasn't covered opening wide and becoming starry. Mel pulled out Kitten, a sword/grenade launcher combination, with the sword coming out of the launcher when you press a certain button.
It was her prized possession. "What's yours?" She asked, suddenly eager.
The bluenette pulled out a pair of pistols with daggers sticking out of the ends. "These are the Psycho Pistols, they can shoot the daggers or bullets, and the gun part can also transform into a handle so that it's just a regular dagger." Mel's eyes widened, admiring her new friend's weapons. Atticus waved frantically to her and the girl smiled at the taller bluenette.
"It was very nice to meet you, Adelaide, but I should really get going." Mel said, backing away slowly.
The pistol-wielder nodded. "Okay! It was nice meeting you too." Mel dashed over to Atticus, tripping over her untied shoelace and landing in someone familiar's arms.
"Ugh, you again." Luther said scornfully, pushing her away.
The black-haired girl crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "Oh, I missed you." Her voice was sarcastically saccharine. Atticus walked over, Thaddeus trailing a few paces behind.
"Uh, Mel, do you know this dude?"
Mel twirled a strand of pigtail on her finger and looked at the Schnee boy with mild disgust.
"I did have the displeasure of making his acquaintance, yes." She said with a small smirk.
Luther, in a fit of irritation, walked off with his arms crossed to stand next to Adelaide, who instantly began speaking to him. "He's Weiss' nephew. He ran into me and got all bitchy about it, and although he is very attractive, his personality is terrible. I wouldn't date him for a million Lien."
Despite being a rather rude person, Mel was also a hopeless romantic. She strove for a romance you might find in books, but that was proven to be unattainable because every guy she found interest in was either a giant ass or not interested in girls.
"Coming from the girl who would give ten million Lien to kiss that Sustrai-Black boy, that surprises me." Atticus teased. Mel glanced over at Luther and Adelaide, where the girl was talking loudly and the boy looked highly annoyed. Was that guy ever happy?
"Jade is hot as hell, and you know it."
The redhead crossed his arms. "Jade is a chick's name, and until you can prove he's not a chick, I'm not going to like him." Atticus said.
The Valkyrie girl grinned. "At least you swing both ways, right? If Jade did turn out to be a girl, I'd cry for at least three days." Mel pouted.
Atticus watched the rest of the first-years pile into the auditorium, then bent down slightly to meet eye-level with his shorter best friend. "You'd totally make an exception for Jade Sustrai-Black."
"I'd totally make an exception for Jade Sustrai-Black." Mel repeated, then jumped when the large doors closed and Ruby stepped onto the stage with a tall, middle-aged man trailing behind her.
Ruby Rose, the scythe-wielding, goofy leader of the inactive Team RWBY had somehow managed to become the assistant headmistress of Beacon Academy. "Hi, students! If you don't know, I'm Deputy Headmistress Rose, and you're starting training at Beacon. Good job for you. We just wanted to congratulate you all and introduce ourselves." Ruby rubbed her eyes, smudging the eyeliner she forgot she had put on. "Well, now that I've done that, here's your headmaster."
The slender man stepped up to the podium, and in a smooth voice introduced himself. "I am Headmaster Greyson Calvert. In your four years here, you will learn a lot about what it means to be a Huntsman or Huntress. Good luck." He said concisely. He placed the microphone into the stand gently and the doors opened back up, making the squirrelly students' volume increase tenfold. Thad tucked his book in the crook of his arm, walking behind Mel and Atticus, who were following the rest of the crowd to the makeshift dorms.
The room was somehow large enough to fit all of the first-year class with plenty of space left. Mel wondered what the room was usually used for. Luther was stepping through the hordes of people wrapped up in sleeping bags and blankets. He saw Mel struggle to escape her blanket burrito and chuckled slightly. "What's your problem?" Mel grumbled, fidgeting to escape the bundle to no avail. The white-haired boy lifted the completely subdued girl with ease, who used some colorful words as he grabbed the end of the blanket and unwrapped it, making Mel fall several inches from the ground. "Thanks." She said halfheartedly, pulling out a book from her bag.
Luther examined the cover and sneered. "That looks very lewd." It was the fifth installment in the Ninjas of Love series, Ninjas of Desire. Blake had given her the entire collection as a Christmas present years ago, which was probably not the best gift idea for a fourteen-year-old.
"You just don't understand the romance of the ninja, Shiro, and his forbidden love with the princess, Hano." Mel said defensively.
Luther looked over the girl's shoulder to read a particularly intimate moment between Shiro and Hano. "That's disgusting." He crossed his arms.
Thaddeus Arc was wearing some particularly cute footie pajamas, cheeks flushed red as per usual. "Once you get over the smutty parts, it's a beautiful forbidden love story with a rich storyline, interesting characters and a great plot." The shy boy murmured, blushing. "I've read dirtier stuff." He shuffled away shyly.
Mel pulled the first installment and handed it to the heterochromatic boy. Luther turned the book around, reading the back cover and nodding. Delicately opening the book, he began reading and instantly got enthralled. Mel turned to face Thad, who gave her a thumbs up. Atticus walked over, holding a glass of water and wearing pajamas that matched Thad's. "Did you get that mean boy into those nasty books?" He asked, peering over Mel's shoulder. She pulled Kitten out of its holster and pointed it at him without looking away from her book. The redhead slowly backed away to sit next to his twin.
"If you were nice to her, maybe she'd realize you have a crush on her." Thaddeus said under his breath.
Atticus crossed his arms. "Yeah, yeah." He watched Mel, who had her legs crossed and the book held between them, leaning down to read. It was never a good idea to approach her when she was this enthralled in a book.
"Dad only knew Mom liked him because she went and told him. You should just tell her how you feel." His twin mumbled. "It's not like that, Thad. They were only friends for a little while, I'm sure Mel can only ever think of us as best friends." Atticus climbed into his sleeping bag and zipped it up, making a particularly grumpy face. Thaddeus climbed into a matching sleeping bag, discreetly placing a stuffed pig into his brother's arms and subtly grabbing his own stuffed sheep. The lights suddenly went out, the code for everyone to go to sleep, and they snuggled their animals and went to bed.
"How did you like it?" Mel asked quietly, only seeing Luther by the moonlight through the windows. He closed the book, folding the corner of the page and handing it to her.
"It's alright. There hasn't been anything too sexy yet, so I'm guessing it'll go downhill." Luther said.
The magenta in Mel's hair, the single streak that was somehow natural shone in the lighting. "Whatever."