Nora x oc

Ch.15

Sorry it's short
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         Staring at the ceiling in the dark room I call my dorm. I'm pathetic. I can't help but think of Nora going to the dance with Ren. She just so happens to be nice to me and listen when I needed someone too, and I get a crush.
      I'm going too be single. Forever. I'm going to end up living alone with like a pet wallaroo or something else that's exotic because no one will love me. And that pets name is going to be a Disney reference. Maybe I should get a pet ocelot or several cat and name it Mufasa. That sounds nice. They will fear Mufasa. Mufasa will be the king of the desert of Vacuo. Or queen. Or wherever I'll live at. I want a pool too. That sounds nice. I love water. And swimming in the spring I found in Vacuo. I'll be lonely but it would be okay. I'd have Mufasa. And a pool.

Nora's pov:
         
       I look at my teammates and team rwby and give them a grin. I can't wait for this too work. Right now we're all in my dorm because I called a group meeting.
     "Sooo why are we here Nora?" Yang asks. I smile.
     "You all are here to help me find Dustin's special someone before the dance. "
     "And how do you propose to do that?" Weiss asks
     "Step one: we must find out his type. Step two: get possible candidates. Step three: introduce the two. Step four: make him go to the dance with her. And then he will have someone to live for and will be in love and happy and not saying suicidal things. We will all end up being hunters and huntresses. All of us will have a happy family of their own and we'll all live on the same street, well except for Weiss since she's going to live in some mansion in Atlas but will visit. And we will all be happy and get to kill Grimm to let out our anger when we aren't. And-" Ren sighs.
         "We get it Nora." Way to kill the mood, I was on a roll.
        "Sorry. So then, are you guys in?"
        "Of course. I want him happy, even if he hates me." Blake responds immediately. She really cares. I hope he forgives her. She seems to really mean it.
        "Sure."
        "Yeah."
        "Okay but don't worry about finding his type. I'm everyone's and momma likes it when they aren't scared to bite back." She says. Definitely not gonna let Yang be an option. Dustin is too sweet and devoted for that........ sluttiness.
         "And since the rest of you are my team you have to or else I'll break your legs in the sleep. That goes for you too Ren."
     I get up and announce that I'm going to go and commence phase one. I skip over to his dorm and knock a rhythm of a song I don't know the name of on the door. He opens it and I give him a big smile.
      "Come in." He moves to the side. I skip past him and plop on the edge of his bed, ready to hear about what his dream girl is like. He shuts the door and sits on the base of the bed with his legs criss-cross and looking at me.
      "Okay then, what kind of girl, or guy, would it take for you to go to the dance? I'm not taking no for an answer so just go ahead and tell me." He sighs. He really doesn't want to go. Well he thinks he doesn't want to go right now anyways.
       "It really means that much to you?," I nod quickly ," Well I prefer extroverts, but not the gossipy kind. Understanding is a necessary quality for me and devotion. She also has to be kind and compassionate. And not afraid to take what she wants." Crap I better not tell Yang. I can just lie to her. But he did say devotion. No need then I guess.
       "Thank you for your time. I now will hunt down for the perfect girl to go on a date wth you." His eyes become wide as saucers.
        "D-date?"
       "Well duh, what else would you call going to a dance with a girl?" He blushes.
       "I've never been on a date before." He mumbles. Wow that's adorable. She is going to be one lucky girl.
       "Well you will now, you're welcome." I smile skipping out of his dorm and into mine.
       "That was quick." Jaune says
       "I know his type now guys. Now all he have to do if find the girl."
       "I bet I know his type." Yang smirks.
       "Oh, um he said he isn't a big fan of blondes. Sorry." I tell her sheepishly. Gotta keep her off of him.
       "What do you mean he isn't a fan of blondes? Maybe he hasn't been yanging with the right girl." We all groan.
       "Anyways, he is into devoted extroverts who are understanding, compassionate, and isn't afraid to take what she wants. Now then, let the hunt begin." I run my hands together while laughing. The others looked at me like they were creeped out by something. "What?"