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Chapter 1
"Would it kill you to be on time just once Weiss?" You mumble to yourself as you grab your lunch and your bag, running out of the door for work.
You have to be there in less than half an hour. But you're probably going to be late. Because you woke up late. It wasn't really your fault. You forgot to charge your scroll last night and so it died and you slept through a nonexistent alarm.
Ducking and weaving, carefully, through traffic and dead sprinting to the building allows you to make it there just in time. Less than a minute to spare. Thank the Gods. You don't need Ozpin on your ass about attendance again.
Once you're clocked in and have your Scroll shirt on, you head out front for the morning meeting. Only to realize that they are going to introduce the new people that Yatsuhashi has been training this past week.
Great. You think to yourself. You weren't really interested in making friends. Much less friends with people that you were forced to see every day, forty hours a week.
Except for Yang. Yang was different. You didn't really have a choice or say in the matter. Yang wanted to be friends with you, and so you were. She made sure of that. But that's just how Yang is. You locate Yang in the small crowd and move to sit down beside her.
"Well good morning to you, ice queen. Glad to see you could make it to work this morning."
"Oh hush. I was perfectly on time." You start to pick at one of your nails that's rough on the edge. Pulling the tiny file from your pocket, you begin to smooth out the rough edge of your fingernail.
You hear the new people introducing themselves. All while Yang makes her usual commentary.
"Ah yes, Velvet. Nice ears ya got there. She's super shy. That's gonna be a fun one." You roll your eyes and continue filing, not bothering to look up at the new coworkers. Hearing the next guy talk about his love for plants makes you snicker. But not before Yang can jump in. "Well that one is about as straight as wet pasta."
You aren't paying enough attention to notice the awkward two seconds of silence before Yang starts jabbing you in the side with her elbow.
"Miss Belladonna, as fascinating as it is that Miss Schnee has opted to file her nails during the entire meeting, you do still have to participate."
Looking up, you see Glynda glaring at you over the top rim of her glasses. You can feel the heat of the blush on your face creeping. But you can't help but draw your attention to the girl that is supposed to be speaking. Noticing that she has been looking at you, and immediately averts her eyes once you look in her direction.
Who is she?
"Well um, I'm Blake Belladonna." Well that answers that question. "When I'm not at Scroll I spend most of my time either cooking or reading." She likes to read. So she may be semi intelligent. "And I guess an interesting fact about myself would be.. that I have an extensive tea collection." Unfortunate. You don't understand the lure of tea. Especially when there's coffee instead.
Hm, Blake. You left your gaze linger on her a little too long. Long enough for Yang to notice, that is.
"See something you like?" She wiggles her eyebrows at you suggestively.
"You are an insufferable child. And no, I do not see anything I like."
"You are really grouchy in the morning. You know that?"
"Am I grouchy? Or are you just disgustingly cheerful for absolutely no reason?" You snarl at her. It is true though, you've never liked the morning. Any time before noon just wasn't for you.
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The rest of the day had gone by as normal. All you did was sell stuff all day long. The same old stuff. Day in and day out. Sometimes it got boring. But every now and again you met a customer that had an interesting story or was actually a nice person.
But today you had been preoccupied against your will. And by that, you mean you spent most of your time keeping an eye out for the new girl with black hair from this morning. It was over halfway through your shift and you hadn't seen her again. You couldn't tell if not being able to find her in the crowd bothered you or if even wanting to look for her at all is what bothered you.
Later on in the day you see Pyrrha come back from her lunch break with the new girl in tow. Carefully trying to follow behind Pyrrha as she expertly weaves her way through the crowd. You figure Pyrrha is training her, so they probably went to lunch together or something.
You pretend to be interested in selling this scroll to a lady and her bratty kids when the girl, Blake, her name is Blake, catches you looking at her. You can still feel her looking at you while you answer questions about how to put parental controls on the ScrollTab this lady is waving in your face. But when you look back, Blake is gone. She must be in the repair room with Pyrrha and Neptune.
After what seems like hours of frivolous wasting of your time and Gods given talents, you finally have a break. And you're dying for some coffee. So you go to the break room and grab your wallet and head down the street to the coffee shop that's a few doors down from the Scroll store.
You are already pissed off because you had to wait in line for over five minutes just to get to the register to order, and then you basically jump through hoops and do a circus trick to get the barista to make the coffee you wanted. As you're fooling around on your scroll to waste time while they make your drink, you look over and realize that Blake is standing a few feet from you. But she's slowly starting to creep away. Time to make her uncomfortable on purpose by forcibly introducing yourself to her.
"You're Blake, right?" She looks just as uncomfortable as you had hoped. Good, you caught her off guard.
"I am. And you're Weiss." Well damn.
"How do you know my name?" You question her, slightly defensive.
"Well, I heard you give the barista your name for your order." Of course. Logical explanation. "Also, Pyrrha told me."
"Hm. What did you get?" Motioning towards the counter.
"I got a peppermint tea." You forgot, she is one of those tea people. You try to mask the pity on your face. "Nice and simple." Wait. Did she just throw shade at you for your drink order?
"Ha, ha. Very funny." You clear your throat and check your posture. "I just so happen to order the same thing from the coffee shop by my apartment and they have absolutely no issues making it. I don't see why it's such a big deal at this establishment."
She takes a small sip of her tea, which actually smells delicious. "Establishment huh? Fancy."
"I'm not fancy. I just know how I like to drink my coffee. And I prefer to drink it when it's fresh." You begin to tap your foot nervously out of habit. Blake nods her head few times before drawing in a quick breath.
"Well, maybe if you weren't so busy complaining, you would've noticed that your drink has been sitting on the counter for almost four minutes already."
Looking over at the counter, you see the cup with your name written on the side sitting all alone. Making you roll your eyes, mostly out of embarrassment.
"I have to get back to work. I guess you'll have to see me later, Weiss Schnee."
You huff in annoyance as this new girl flashes you a deathly cute smirk and strolls out of the shop with her tea in hand, back towards the store. That wasn't the first introduction that you had been expecting. How could someone fumble you up, embarrass you and still make you want to talk to them all at once?
You sit down in one of the arm chairs off to the side by the window and try to shake the feeling you have. But what exactly is it? Are you shocked, stunned, in awe or maybe just a little bit turned on? You have no idea. The only thing you know for sure is that you need to get to know her a little better. For now, you just sip your coffee and browse the web on your scroll for the rest of your break.