JSMN - A RWBY FANFICTION

First Day, First Class, First Social Screw Up

A loud knocking pierced the JSMN dorm door.

"It's the first day and you already missed your first class!" A man shouted from the other side of the door with loud pounding. There was a silence after a good time of knocking, then a few snores. The man then continued to yell at the team as he twisted the knob. Locked. He grew inpatient throwing his body at the door and breaking through it. Even with the loud noises he had made, the team still slept soundly.

“Juno! Get your team together!" He shouted.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow." Juno mumbled with a throw of his wrist.

"Tomorrow you'll be kicked out." The large man growled. He grew tired of trying to wake the three and moved to the idea of transportation. He gripped Media where she flopped over his shoulder.

As the official began to walk Media from the room a slight ringing came from her bed stand and imediantly she was awake. Her head and arms lifted to hold her straight. She looked at the light from the window and struggled to get free.

“Class! I can't be late!” She pushed off from the man and darted out of the room. “Not today!” By then Media was gone. The loud sound of her almost explosive awakening woke the other two. Juno stretched his body as he sat up then jumped from the stacked bed. He then walked over to where the official was standing in the door way and watched as Media sprinted down the hallway in her pajamas.

“We'll bring her academy clothes. Don't worry.” Juno inputted as Sage sat up from his bed rubbing his eyes.

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'Where is it!? What class is mine?!' Media frantically ran down what seemed every hall with no diection. The panic state she fell upon only made time more of an urgency and her grades more of a worry. Her speed increased as time went on and before turning  to the next hall she could have been caught as flying. The turn was sharp but with all the students in class she had no worry to run into any one. Well, not anyone.

Media turned the corner sharply and to her suprise another student had been walking toward her direction. She tried to slow but had no time and only let out a small squel before collision. They both fell to the ground sliding a good distance away on the smooth wood floors.

Media looked to the academist who she could now tell was male. His hair was an orange like color that obviously had been dyed. If it wasn't obvious already, the strange tan on his face showed he normally wore glasses and his teeth had been straightened from braces. He lay on the ground with a hand on his head. Quickly Media stood up to give her apologies but the boy didn't listen. He only stayed still and grunted before standing.

"I'm really really sorry. I was late to class and I was in a panic for time, I-" She wouldn't have stopped talking if she didn't realize how long she already had been. Media's face showed total guilt amd embarrassment where her attention was drawn to the Teen.  He pushed himself from the ground with a struggle.

"Don't sweat it." He spoke. He waited a second to recoup before opening the door to his right. He walked in and for a split second while the door was open she saw two familiar faces. It was her team.

"First day, first class, first student, first social screw up." Media mumbled to herself before making eye contact with Juno. His armed waved for Media to hurry. She grabbed the door before it completely shut and walked in with embarrassment.

"Who might you be?" The teacher asked with a book tucked away in her arm.

"Media Caver." She sighed.

"Next time try to come on time." The teacher snarled before turning her attention back to the room of students.

Much like a coliseum or sport stadium, the seats were lined up around the room and stacked where the person behind the other would be at a higher height. This was to provide better visual learning and easier hearing.

The girl who had already missed her first class stiffly walked up the side stairs in order to find her place next to her team. And of course the orange haired student only sat a couple teams away. She winced out of embarrassment as she passed. Once sitting her head hit the desk.

"Hey sleepy head, what took you so long?" Media ignored the question only to ask herself one.

"Why do I always mess everything up." Still with her head on her desk her voice was muffled.

"Here," Juno said as he pulled a pile of clothes out from under the seat. "We thought you might wanna change out of your night clothes." In response Media looked down to see she had forgot to change. Her head dropped to her desk again in disbelief of herself.