So, I'm sure everyone is probably wondering why the other chapters have been deleted, and the first appearing so different. Reason being is I didn't like the quality of previous chapters. I had recently come across a truly fantastic story titled 'Hypothermia' by EleaDancingOnAPin. It was written beautifully, and made me look down on my own writing style. I probably read the first chapter about twenty times. I decided to try and redo this story, in hopes to compete with such an amazing story. I hope that I'm making progress towards that goal, and I highly recommend that you all read Hypothermia.

RWBY

Forced Attraction

It was nearing midnight on a Sunday night, a young girl lying in bed unable to sleep. She had opened the window not too long ago, hoping that the cool night air would put her to rest. Her name was Weiss Schnee, the beautiful heiress to the Schnee Dust Refinery. She was seventeen years old.

She was staring at the screen of her scroll, watching as the time ticked on by. Minute by minute, the night passed her by, and here she lay, still unable to fall asleep. Weiss sighed, pulling up the journal app she had on her scroll.

Yet another heir approached me today, wishing to court me. All he spoke of was how great we would go together and how great it would be for our companies if we started dating. As usual, no real interest in me. It's been like this for years now, and all I want is for it to stop. Unfortunately, I can only think of one way to end it. If I fake a relationship with someone, a girl no less, not only would the heirs stop their advances, but every other guy as well. Even if it's fake, I'd still need to find someone that I'd be able to tolerate. And around here, that's not looking to be possible...

Weiss placed the scroll down on the nightstand beside her bed. She was tired of this whole situation. Guys and girls alike, all sucking up to her and trying to be around her. All they wanted was to be associated with her fortune or her family.

Not her. Never her.

It was now eight o'clock on Monday. It was the first day of the last year at High School.

Weiss stared at herself in her bedroom mirror, tying her hair up in an off center ponytail. Her beautiful white hair only appeared more stunning with her silver tiara. She adjusted the rest of her school uniform, a white button up shirt and a matching white skirt. She was hoping that this year would be better than any of the previous. As if she'd be that lucky.

Her limo was outside, the chauffer waiting with the door held open. Weiss sighed and left her room. Walking down the steps toward the limo, she stopped. She really didn't even want to go to school today. It was just going to be the same as any other year. But her father would have a fit if she didn't attend classes.

Weiss stood at the entrance to the school. Slowly, she pushed open the doors and walked inside. She felt sick as she made the first few steps inside. Almost immediately, people stopped and stared, smiling and waving at her as if they were as close as can be. She wanted to turn and leave, but she was a Schnee. She could do this! Just keep her eyes straight, and don't talk to anyone for any longer than she needed to. Short answers, and walk away. Simple.

Or, so she thought.

Everyone started sucking up to her as usual. Girls talking to her, trying to get her to join them for parties or hanging out after school. Several boys tried inviting her out on dates to the movies, or dinner. She turned them down politely of course. Though, she really wanted to scream.

Each class dragged on and on. She'd take as many notes as possible, put all of her effort into getting the work done the best way possible. After all, she needed to have good grades. There was no point in trying if she didn't receive the highest marks possible.

Her final class had arrived. A simple history class with Professor Port. Quite possibly her favorite teacher. He put so much energy into his teachings that it was astounding. His large gut moving around in his red suit every time he emphasized a point. Out of the corner of her eye, Weiss saw several guys staring at her. All of them having asker her out at least once today. She rolled her eyes. This was truly ridiculous. She thought about her plan to get it all to stop. There was no way she'd be able to find anybody at this school that would work.

"Ms. Schnee! Is everything all right, dear girl?"

Weiss blinked, slowly coming back to reality. She had gotten wrapped up in her thoughts, she missed the final minutes of class. Her face went red. It was really embarrassing!

Weiss cleared her throat. "Yes sir. Just thinking is all."

"Very well. By the way, would you mind assisting me in organizing some of my paperwork? I already have another student assisting me with a couple of other tasks."

Weiss was more than happy to assist the professor. Though, what she saw next nearly took her breath away. The other student he mentioned was another girl. She was incredibly beautiful, with silky soft black hair that was red at the tips. She was slightly taller than her, wearing a red version of the school uniform. She didn't recognize this girl from her previous years at school.

She held her breath as the girl looked her in the eyes. They were an extraordinary silver color, something she had not seen before. There was something about the look in her eyes. Was she nervous? Uneasy? Her body language certainly made it appear so, as the girl fidgeted uncomfortably in Weiss' presence. She had hoped that this girl wasn't like the other students, and decided to test the waters. With confidence, Weiss approached the girl, holding out her hand.

"Hello. My name is Weiss Schnee. May I ask what your name is?"

Part of her didn't really care what the girls name was, so much as what her reaction would be. Everyone knew the Schnee name. This girl would probably be no different than anyone else. After all, nearly everyone in Vale was the same.

When Ruby shook her hand, Weiss could feel the uneasiness, the way her hand quavered in her almost non-existent grasp. "My names Ruby."

Weiss waited, still expecting the girl to act differently around her, knowing who her family was. But to her surprise, it never came. Instead, Ruby just awkwardly moved away and got to work, almost as if she were avoiding Weiss. Port had asked her to organize some of his materials, handing Ruby a globe and setting aside another box of trinkets. The heiress did the same, moving over to Ports desk and sorting through the paperwork. The stack wasn't very large, only coming up a couple of inches. She picked up the top paper, reading through it and placing it in a separate pile. She repeated this process through several more papers, though her mind seemed cluttered. After she'd set down each paper, she would steal glances at Ruby.

The girl was still working tentatively, without uttering even a single word towards Weiss. Perhaps she didn't know who the Schnee were? Though, that was near impossible. Could this girl be the answer to her problems? She wasn't entirely sure. For now, focusing on the task at hand was more important.

Within several minutes, all of Port's paperwork was organized into 3 neat stacks on the desk. Weiss admired her handy work before looking back at Ruby. She was still not finished organizing Ports materials, only having gotten through half of the box. If this girl was really the answer to her heir woes, she'd need to get to her. What better way than through small talk while helping her work?

Weiss walked over, grabbing an electric pencil sharpener and walking it over the counter by the window. She noticed Ruby shoot her a confused glance. "I figured you could use some help. I finished organizing the professor's paperwork, so I might as well lend you a hand."

Ruby gave her a nervous smile before walking back over to the box. What was it with this girl and appearing so nervous around Weiss? She was used to people acting that way when trying to get close to her. But this girl wasn't after that. She wasn't asking her to hang out, or asking about her family. This girl was definitely different. "So. Are you new here?" Weiss asked her, walking over to the box and pulling out a large map of Remnant.

"Um. No actually. I've been here for two years now." Ruby said, avoiding eye contact with Weiss. Two years? How could she have been here for two years, and her not notice her until now? Perhaps it was because she was so busy fighting off her hordes of pursuers. "I'm only 15, but I got moved ahead two years. This is my final year here before I head off to college."

Weiss was certainly surprised. Not only had she been here for two years, but she'd been moved ahead by the same amount. This girl must be smart to have accomplished such a feat, Weiss had to give her that. Weiss reached down into the box to grab the final item, Ruby having done the same. Their hands brushed up against one another and Ruby immediately jerked her hand away.

Weiss was confused, but decided to ignore it. This girl had been acting weird since she'd met her to begin with. Weiss grabbed the final item, a rather large text book and walked it over to Ports desk, setting it down neatly on the wooden surface. With the job completed, Weiss thought about Ruby again.

She was definitely what she was looking for.

She was actually able to tolerate her during their time together, she wasn't stuck up or interested in her for her money or family name. She seemed nice enough, albeit, a tad weird. If she had to fake a relationship with someone, this girl was the best fit for the job. But she came across another problem.

How was she to go about asking her?

It was an odd request, certainly. She couldn't just walk up to her and ask 'Hey, would you mind pretending to date me for a while?'. No, she couldn't tolerate the blow to her image that would cause. She'd have to ease into it. Try and make her comfortable enough so that she'd agree to it, even before asking.

Become friends with her.

Weiss smiled to herself, having finally figured out how she was to go about her plans. She turned to look at Ruby, the girl about ready to walk out the door now that their job was completed. Weiss quickly walked up to her, lightly tapping her shoulder. Ruby turned to her, confused and surprised. "Yes?"

"I was wondering if you'd like to hang out sometime. Your...interesting, and I'd like to get to know you. See what makes you...you." Weiss said, calmly. She could've sworn she saw Ruby gulp, though, just believe it to be her imagination.

"O-okay." Ruby shakily replied. Weiss smiled, reaching into her bag and pulling out her notebook. She tore a piece of paper out of the book from the back, scribbling a set of numbers across the light blue lines. She handed the paper to Ruby, waiting a minute before the girl finally accepted it.

"It's my scroll number. You can call me later today when you decide when and where you'd like to meet up. Unfortunately, my parents keep my schedule full on most weekdays, so I won't be free until eight."

Ruby nodded before quickly running in the opposite direction. To where, Weiss didn't know, nor did it truly matter. All that mattered, was she may not have to deal with her daily routine of dealing with others for much longer. She closed the door to Ports classroom, and headed off down the hallway.

Today wasn't so bad after all.

After finishing their work with Port, Weiss had given Ruby her number. Rather than thanking her, she ran off! She had left the heiress standing in the doorway of the classroom while she ran down the hallways and outside the school where her sister awaited her. Ruby wasn't the greatest in social situations, getting nervous incredibly easily. Looking to her sister Yang, she realized she was the exact opposite. Her sister Yang was beautiful in every aspect, from her large golden man, to a well managed body that many men longed after. She even filled out the school uniform better than she did. The girl could talk to anybody, without so much as stuttering.

She felt inadequate in comparison to her.

Yang was waiting out by her motorcycle, the precious bumblebee. Yang adored the yellow vehicle, often referring to it as 'her baby'. Ruby enjoyed riding the motorcycle with her sister, despite her tendency to go well over the speed limit. Yang noticed her sister's arrival, smiling widely and waving to her younger sister. "Hey Rubes! You ready to get going!?" She called out.

Ruby smiled back, setting Weiss' number in her pocket before offering her sister a wave in return. "All set Yang!" she called back.

Ruby's home wasn't the biggest, or fanciest by any stretch of the imagination, but it was still her home. It was a small, 3 bedroom home with a decent sized porch out front. She lived here with her sister, father, and on occasions, her uncle Qrow. Ruby's mother died when she was young, about 6 years old. She'd been fighting a strong illness for years before it finally claimed her life.

Ruby walked into the living room, setting her red and black backpack on the couch. She made her way up the stairs to the second floor, stopping by her father's room. "Hey dad. Me and Yang are home." She said, softly.

Her father was sitting at his desk, sorting through various bills when he noticed her presence, offering her a faint smile. "Welcome back Ruby. How was your day?"

Ruby scratched the back of her head. "Oh, you know. Not too bad. Business as usual!" She said, laughing nervously. Her father laughed slightly, before returning his attention to the bills. Ruby gave him a sad smile, before turning on her heels and making her way toward her own bedroom.

Ruby loved her dad dearly, but he was so closed off since her mom died. She was heartbroken over it too, but eventually, she just learned that life goes on. She wished her father would see that too, but after so many years, she just had to accept it.

Kicking open the door to her bedroom, Ruby ran over to her small, twin sized bed. With a small jump, she fell onto the bed, lightly messing up her dark red sheets. It was good to be home. She enjoyed going to school, but nothing beat spending time at home. She was extra glad, knowing that homework was never given out on the first day. Smiling, she remembered the piece of paper Weiss had given her. Sitting up, she reached into her pocket and pulled out the small slip.

She was well aware of who Weiss was. She'd known her for the two years she had been in this school. Finally getting attention from the girl was odd to her, and really caught her off guard. She wondered if she should even call the girl. Looking at the clock, it was only 4 in the afternoon. She still had 4 hours before she had to make a decision. She quickly placed the slip back into her pocket and pulled out her scroll. Swiping through the touch screen, she accessed the journal app and started typing away.

Hey journal! Ruby Rose here to tell you all about my first day back at school! Pretty much the same thing as every year. I got my schedule and was super happy to see I had a few classes with Yang and Blake. I even have a few classes with Juane, though, he's still just as clumsy as usual. I had my last class with Professor Port, where that Weiss girl invited me to hang out. I was so nervous, I had no idea what to say! Ugh, I'm so hopeless...she wants me to call her around eight today, but I have no idea what to even say. Maybe I should call Blake and ask her for advice. Yang would probably just tease me like she does whenever boys try to have me call them, so that's out. Well, I might as well get going and try to figure things out. See ya later!

And there we have it. I rather like this rewrite, though, your opinions are what really matter. So please leave a review on what you liked/didn't like, and I'll try my best to improve as the story goes along.