Weiss allowed Ruby to help her into bed once they returned from the excursion, being more exhausted than she'd let on from the sudden activity and her still healing wounds. She rolled to her side so she wouldn't have to face the rest of the room and fell asleep almost imediately.
She woke far too early the next day, the sun had not yet even started to brighten the thick curtains that kept the room pitch black. There were no sounds in the room beside the long calm breaths of her team. Ruby's bunk remained suspended and swaying slightly back and forth as it always was, the ropes taut across the bottom where they meshed together to add extra support to the rig.
For the first time in memory, Weiss saw Yang sleeping normally in her own bed instead of hanging off the edge in spectacular fashion. Blake was curled into her usual ball and seemed to have dropped her book part way through the night as it lay open on the ground beside her bed.
Weiss sighed, cursing her wound that she could feel itching under its wrappings for her inability to function on her own. She remained still as per Ruby's request that she get help if she needed it. With nothing else to do, she called back her most enjoyable memories, letting them lead her into a daze as she remained laying in her bed. She couldn't help but let a small smile grace her lips as she thought back over the time she'd spent at Beacon so far.
She hadn't even gone eight meters from the landing pad of the airship she'd stepped out of when the little ball of crazy currently sleeping above her hit her luggage like a wrecking ball. She'd been so terribly frustrated and nervous, she'd almost ripped her head off. Figuratively of course. Then, when she thought things were getting better since Blake knew who she was, she found out that Blake didn't like her family's company one bit. Though it did make a lot more sense when she'd found out Blake had been part of the White fang.
But out of everyone, Yang was the only one who's initial impression was accurate. She'd dragged Ruby over to Blake on their first night at Beacon, trying to get them to be friends. She hadn't changed since. She was always overprotective of Ruby, but as of the past few weeks seemed to be relaxing when it came to Ruby going off without her.
Through her musing, Weiss remembered what she'd accidentally said to Ruby the previous day and mentally kicked herself. What did she mean when she told Ruby that? It was obviously to convince her to get the dress, but it somehow sounded more like a confession of love to Weiss. Though she wouldn't know anything about that other than the books she'd read which were mainly classics that didn't mimick real life in the slightest.
She didn't mean what she'd said, at least not in the context she was considering. But maybe that was the type of thing girls told each other when they were shopping. Probably not though. It's times like these I wish I'd had a friend growing up so I'd actually know.
She forced herself to move on in her thoughts. No use dwelling on the past, nothing would change it now anyway. She thought of her study sessions with Ruby. Her ability to absorb the material had astounded Weiss, but then again since she needed to do three times the work it made sense that she'd have to be smart if she was going to survive the year's exams.
And what was she talking about when I was sick? She said something like I didn't have to be 'alone' anymore. How would she even know that I've been on my own since day one? That I've never been a priority to anyone, even my own parents? I haven't told anyone about that…