Chapter 1

This is a sequel to my story The Night Never Dies, which was going to be just a one-shot, but I decided to make it into a little story.

We'll see how this goes!

Enjoy!

Blake and Yang groaned as they walked back into Beacon High School. After almost three weeks of being able to sleep in again and not stress about school, getting back into the pattern after Christmas break was going to take a few days.

"This is our last semester, come on, we should be excited," Pyrrha stated, rumbling through her locker to grab her AP US History book. Ruby opened her locker and tried to keep Pyrrha's positive vibes going, "yeah, Pyrrha is right. Only five more months in this place and we're done."

Yang sighed as she opened her locker to look at herself in the small mirror on the inside of the door, "thank God we're seniors."

Blake leaned against her locker after shutting it, holding her AP English book. The tall brunette didn't mind school, in fact she enjoyed it, she just wanted to avoid a certain heiress that she officially had gotten to know on a physical level over Christmas break.

Blake had no problems with hooking up with a girl for the night and never talking to her again. That was just how she worked, or at least that was how she developed after having her heart-broken.

The tan beautiful girl used to be a complete sweetheart, spreading love to every person she came in contact with, and all she wanted was to be loved back just as much as she gave out. Blake dreamed of being in love almost everyday.

One day her freshman year, a new girl moved to Beacon named Velvet. Blake immediately clicked with the girl, and needless to say, it didn't take the two long to start a relationship. Velvet was Blake's first love and girlfriend.

Blake looked at Velvet as if she was gold. The two dated for a bit over a year, and then one day in Blake's sophomore year, Blake went to surprise Velvet at her house when she didn't go to school claiming that she was sick, and caught Velvet with her ex-boyfriend that flew out just to see her.

It had turned out that Velvet had cheated on Blake for a few weeks before getting caught, talking to her ex-boyfriend behind her back and even claiming to be flying out to see her grandparents back from her hometown, but instead going to see her ex.

The break-up destroyed Blake. Velvet begged for Blake back, but Blake couldn't go back to someone who had cheated on her after a year and few months. Blake considered them to be serious and fully trusted and loved Velvet.

A few months later Velvet back to her hometown to move in with her grandparents and be with her ex-boyfriend again. Pyrrha, Ruby, and Yang spent months helping the brunette recover. The three girls were Blake's rock.

After Blake finally got over the broken hearted mess, she turned cold. It was almost as if she was incapable of being attached to someone again, like she just couldn't emotionally connect with anyone. Blake went out on a few dates and saw multiple girls different times, but never truly connected with any of them.

It wasn't that the black-haired girl was attempting to be a "player" or to run games on girls, but she just didn't really care about any of them. The only women she truly loved in her life were her mom and her three best friends. Any other girl just didn't hold a flame.

The reason Blake didn't want to run into the particular Frosty was because she wasn't just another girl. This was the "It Girl" of Vale, and she owned the halls of Beacon High School. Knowing the girl's reputation and how easily she could make anyone's life a living hell in high school, Blake did not want to cross paths with the snow-haired female.

Blake was not interested into girls who acted as if they were royalty. Sure, she liked preppy girls and Blake even liked girls who were confident, but this frosty girl was not confident. She made confident look like a fragile joke. Even cocky was an

understatement.

All Blake could hope for is that the queen bee was too drunk to remember the night about two weeks ago.

"Come on, Blakey, we're going to be late on the first day back," Ruby said, nudging the taller zoned out raven-haired one.

Blake snapped out of her daze, pushing herself off of the lockers, following her three best friends to their English AP class.

"You would be excited to go to our first class," Yang said, a tone of flirtation in her voice. Ruby's cheeks flushed pink, "shh." Pyrrha and Yang shared a look and both let out a small chuckle.

Ruby walked through the door of the classroom first as her eyes met with her teacher's. The young teacher smiled at Ruby, "Welcome back."

"Thanks, Mr. Torchwick," Ruby replied.

"Pyrrha, Yang, Blake, good morning," Mr. Torchwick stated, breaking his gaze from Ruby.

The three girls replied with smiles and casual 'good morning's', sitting down in their seats around Ruby's. "I wish my teacher was my boyfriend," Pyrrha whispered, setting her book down other desk."Oh please, your boyfriend is a freaking cop. That's a hot enough fantasy being fulfilled," Yang remarked.

"Guys, shh!" Ruby hushed.

Blake laughed at her friends behavior and took a sip of her coffee. The caffeine was the only thing keeping her up this morning.

"Good morning, Mr. Torchwick," a flirtatious, husky voice sang out.

Pyrrha, Yang, and Ruby immediately whipped their heads over to the front of the classroom.

"Of course it's her," Ruby hissed, rolling her eyes.

"Does that surprise you?" Pyrrha said, her voice flat and not the least bit shocked.

"Uh, good morning, Weiss," Mr. Torchwick replied, smiling at the whitish walking in the door.

Blake snapped her head from her desk and looked at door. Shit. How could Blake have forgotten that she had a class with the Ice Queen.

Blake put her hand over her eyes and titled her head down, pretending as if she was concentrating on the cover of her AP English book.

Weiss sat down two rows across from Blake, two of her friends walking behind of the white-haired girl and sitting down behind her.

The bell rang and Mr. Torchwick clapped his hands, "okay everyone, welcome back to class!"

The class groaned as Mr. Torchwick shut the door to the classroom.

The bell rang as the students started to get up and file out of the door.

"If anyone has any questions about the assignment, come see me," Mr. Torchwick spoke out, erasing his chalkboard. "I'm going to go speak to Roman, I'll meet you guys later at lunch today," Ruby said before quickly walking over to her low-key teacher who was her boyfriend.

"My next class is a breeze, thank God," Yang stated, getting up from her seat. Pyrrha stood up and sighed, "I wish I could say the same. These AP classes are going to be the dead of me."

Blake stood up and made sure her back was facing away from Weiss, who hadn't left the room yet. When Pyrrha and Yang noticed how awkward Blake was standing and turning to avoid the white girl, Yang couldn't let it slide.

"Blakey, what the hell are you doing?"

"Just looking out of the window. Making sure the weather is still nice," Blake replied, still facing the opposite direction of her friends. Pyrrha and Yang exchanged a look, "seriously?" Pyrrha asked, too smart to know that Blake wasn't lying.

Blake peeped over her shoulder to see Weiss walking out of the classroom. The brunette sighed and turned back around and smiled, "it's sunny outside."

Pyrrha titled her head and gave Blake her typical "do you think I'm an idiot" look. "Yeah, I think there's also a 70% chance of you are bullshitting us today," Yang replied, walking towards the door with her two friends.

Blake carried her books with one hand and ran her fingers through her long, dark hair with the other, flipping it over, "I'll see you guys at lunch."

The dark-haired girl walked out of the classroom and down the hall to head to the library for her next class, thankfully that she didn't have with Pyrrha or Yang…or Weiss in that matter.

It was Blake's free period class which usually gave her time to work on other assignments, but with the first day being back, she had no work to catch up on or do, other than her new AP English assignment, but she had planned working on her assignment with her friends tonight.

Blake sat down on one of the cushioned chairs in the library and sighed in relief, glancing around to notice that no one but the librarian was in the room with her.

The brunette pulled her phone out of her back pocket and scrolled through her social media apps.

"So, I guess we are just going to continue to act like we don't know each other?" a voice spoke, making Blake jump.

Blake looked up to find blue eyes looking down at her.

Blake tucked her phone away and pressed her lips together, opening her mouth to speak but shutting it after the frosty one continued.

"It's fine, you don't have to make up a lame excuse for not speaking to me, I was just curious," Weiss said. Blake eyed the white girl standing in front of her, "I didn't think someone like you would want to speak again."

Weiss's eyebrows furrowed, "what does that supposed to mean?" Blake threw one leg over the other, "you just seem like the type that gets what they want from someone and then tosses them away."

Weiss crossed her arms and shifted her weight. Blake couldn't help but to glance down at the small opening of Weiss's cleavage showing under her shirt from her arms being pressed against her chest.

Blake looked back up to Weiss's eyes and knew she had been caught. The brunette's cheeks started to blush as she broke her eye contact with her and Weiss couldn't stop her lips from curving into a small smile.

"In other words you're calling me a hoe?" Weiss questioned, waiting for Blake's answer.

"That's not what I said," Blake replied.

"That's what you implied," Weiss quickly responded.

"That's what you assumed," Blake shot back, not letting the queen of mean make her surrender.

Weiss opened her mouth but pressed her lips back together. The brunette internally smiled, knowing that she may have just beaten Weiss at a game she was very good at.

"Meet me for lunch today," Weiss stated after a few seconds of her eye staring contest with the brunette sitting in front of her.

"Why would I do that?" Blake asked, her tone half playful, half serious.

"Why wouldn't you?" Weiss asked back.

The intensity between the two girls was undeniable. The was some strong invisible force connecting the two, and both girls could feel it.

"I'm not meeting you with your friends, Weiss. If we were to talk we're talking alone," Blake replied. Weiss's lips masked into a smile Blake swore was seductive.

"That seems to be the trend between us two, huh?" Weiss's husky voice replied.

Blake's body tingled when the words came out of Weiss's mouth. Blake opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't form words. Weiss turned her body and then turned her head back to Blake, "I'll see you at lunch."

The Ice Queen walked away from Blake and all she could do was look at the girl whose body she had been all over just a couple of weeks ago