RWBY

Red Like Roses

Red like roses fills my dreams and brings me to the place you rest.

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I was looking at Grimm. Not just one, but many. Beowolves, Death Stalkers, Nevermores, and some I've never seen. The monstrous black creatures towered over me. I pulled out my high powered sniper scythe and got ready to kill the Grimm.

"Hey, sis." I heard Yang, my sister, say.

I looked around, but didn't see her. "Yang?"

"Ruby! Wake up!" Yang yelled.

Wake up? Why can't she ever make any since?

I looked around at the scene again. As I did, all of the Grimm disappeared. Am I dreaming?

I felt someone shake me. Yup. I'm dreaming.

"Ruby! Wake up! We're going to be late!" This time it wasn't Yang that said it. It was Weiss, one of my "friends". I think of her as one, but she doesn't necessarily like that idea. Although, I did just meet her yesterday.

"What?! I'm up!" I sat up quickly. Actually, it was a bit too quick. I hit my head against Weiss's forehead. She stumbled back, holding her head.

"Ow! You dunce!" Weiss snapped. Weiss Schnee, seventeen years old, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, she gets everything she wants, and is somewhat of a know-it-all.

"She didn't mean to do it." Blake interjected. Blake Belladonna, seventeen years old, Faunus, former member of the White Fang, loves books, and runs from her problems.

Weiss glared at Blake. Weiss isn't too friendly. That's why we call her Ice Queen.

Yang rolled her eyes at them. "Come on, sis. We're going to be late for class." Yang Xiao Long, seventeen years old, my sister, she is the kind of person that would teach someone to swim by pushing them into the water, she's loving and I'm glad to have her as a sister. Well...most of the time. Being two years younger than her and in the same school has its downsides. Oh...yeah....I was also accepted in the Beacon, our school, two years early...hehe.

"Ruby?" Weiss waved her hand in front of my face. I must have spaced of.

"Oh! Sorry!" I got up and sped around the room trying to get ready in time, and by sped, I mean sped. My Semblance is speed. I can move from place to place so fast that it looks like I'm teleporting, and when I use it I leave a trail of rose petals.

"Done!" I sat on my bed, looking at my now rose petal covered friends.

Weiss blinked and wiped the red rose petal that had landed on her face away. "Can we go now," She looked at the clock, which read eight fifty- five. "Oh no!" Weiss ran out of the room, followed by Blake, Yang, and I.

I may have forgot to mention that today is our first day here and class starts at nine.